mommymaxie:

Aw look at you smirking so pretty and confident
sweetheart, you think you’re in charge here, how cute! Ha, that’s adorable
sugar but you’re wrong. You’re so wrong, because you see, you’re going to do
whatever I tell you, however I tell you to do it. Because you’ll want to. So smirk
sweetheart, smirk while lace my fingers around your neck, laugh all confident
as I squeeze.

You’re sugar sweet and you’re so misguided. You
rest your hands on my hips without even realising, you tip your head back because
you think you want it. I squeeze tighter by measures, slowly, carefully, and
you breathe shorter, sharper. Your smile starts to slip and you don’t even
realise, your eyes start to glaze over and you don’t even know it.

Your chest heaves but I don’t pull my hands away,
your lips fall open as you gasp for air but there’s none, nothing. What’s wrong
sugar? Can’t get a breath? Let me kiss it better? Oh? Where’s that resistance?
Where’s that dominance now sweetheart? Where could it have possibly gone?

Hmm, maybe you can tell me where it is if I loosen
my grip, if I let you breathe. No? Nothing to say, only moans to give? Well,
ha, that was expected and look at that, you’re not smirking anymore. No, you’re
cheeks are flushed and you look a little drunk sweetheart, drunk on what? The
oxygen or the submission? Can’t you say or wasn’t that enough to make a choice?

Well don’t you worry sugar, I’ll make sure you have
more than enough experience to decide which you like more by the time I’m done with
you. So go ahead, smirk at me again and see what I do next.