art-of-domination:

“Sir, I can’t be kept like this.  I won’t be able to hold it.”

“Oh, you’re such a silly little girl sometimes.  Of course you will, love.  The ropes will keep you quite secure.” 

“Sir, please.  I don’t think I can do it.  I really don’t think I’m going to like this.”

“Hmmm.  Well, little one, I don’t want you to think that.  I’ll make you a deal, ok?”

“Yes, Sir.  Thank you, Sir.”

“Now, it’s pretty simple and I think we can both agree that this will be very fair.  Are you ready to hear it?”

“Please, Sir.”

“Here goes.  The deal is that I’m going to come over there in two minutes and pull those panties aside gently.  I’m going to touch your little cunt softly with my fingers and see if you’re wet.  If you’re wet, we know you like this and you’ll stay as is while I enjoy you.  If you’re not wet, well, then, baby, I will immediately take off your restraints.  That seems fair, doesn’t it?”

“Sir….Sir…please, Sir.  That’s not fair, Sir.”

“Oh?  Tell me, love, why don’t you think it’s fair?”

“I could be wet for so many different reasons.  Not just because of this.”

“Is that so?  Why else would you be wet, baby?  If you’re in such discomfort and hate this, well, it’s pretty obvious you won’t be wet.  Isn’t that right?”

“Fuck…fuckk, Sir.  Please?”

“Mmm, let’s just see how you’re doing and how your little pussy is reacting to this.  I’m sure if it’s as hard as you say, you’ll be dry as a bone.”

“Fuck.  Fuck, Sir.  Sir, there’s no need, Sir.”

“Why is that, baby?”

“Because, Sir.  I’m soaked.”

“But how can that be, love?   How can that possibly be?  Soaked?  In such an awful predicament?  It doesn’t make sense.”

“Sir…Sir, please?”

“Shhh, baby.  I think I’m going to need to see for myself.”

“Oh god.  Fuck.”

“Mmm, well let’s have a look see, shall we?  Oh, sweetheart.  My, oh my, what do we have here?  Is that your pussy?  Or is that a lake?

“Oh god, oh god, Sir, please, Sir.”

“I mean, look how easy it is to push inside you.  No resistance at all.  Just slides right in.”

“Ohhhh, ohhhh fuckkk, fuckkk, please, Sir, please, I’m begging you.”

“Shhh, baby,  Enough of your protests.  I want to concentrate.”