I will take my time with you. I will enjoy this. I will enjoy my new toy. You will learn control. You will learn patience. And most of all you will learn obedience. You will cum when I tell you, and no sooner, just like the good girl I know you want to be.
Softly Kitten, close your eyes and feel my touch. Relax into my arms and let your body respond to my fingers.
I am mindful to your sensibilities, I am a gentleman through and through. I will open doors, pick up the tabs, defend your honour. But let it not cloud your mind, for I may treat you like a queen, I will take your body like a wanton whore all the same.
Come into my arms and let me hold you close. I want to feel the soft beat of your heart as you press into my chest. Your skin shivering as my touch awakens your body. I want to hear you purr as I make you melt between my fingers, grinding gently against me as my hand snakes lower. The way your breath catches in your throat, my fingers brushing your panties. The elastic snaps and a gentle breeze makes you gasp. Do you want me to continue sweetheart? Is this what you wanted? I whisper as you squeeze my hand in silent acceptance. Your head leans against my shoulder as my fingers stretch deeper, softly pressing against you, teasing, stroking, exploring. There my girl, you’re all mine now…
Ever been played with for hours? To be the focus of boundless attention. Having every inch of your body caressed, gently, softly stroked and kissed. Every part of your thoroughly explored by eager fingers willing your body to shiver and shake from the torment of worship. Would you like that feeling? Being a toy to be enjoyed, a little plaything for a man’s hungry lust to tease and pleasure. That nonstop aching of your orgasms in the pit of your stomach, as you’re driven wild over and over again by a nimble tongue and expert digits.
Then take my hand little one, it’s time I showed you what your body is for.
The passion I have for you isn’t merely an emotion, it’s ingrained in my bones. Carved on my very soul. I yearns for your body, to touch you and hold you tight. To be on you, in you, drive deep, deeper still. I craves you with a fire that can’t be quenched but by what you can give.
Give me your body, let me feel you, all of you. I want to hold you in my arms and kiss you softly as my hands explore your body, squeezing your butt playfully as you gasp into my mouth. Let me take my time and drink in every ounce of your beauty.
I dream of kissing my way over your skin. To follow the journey of my tongue as it weaves a silken route across every curve. Can you feel my breath, lingering gently, coaxing a shiver from you, causing your skin to ripple with affection. Did you stifle a moan little one? Do you feel it building in your throat as you read each word and gaze longingly at the image, my tongue reaching higher, your breath catching, can you feel me baby?
I just want to hold you. To touch you and let my fingers absent-mindedly traverse your body. I want to feel you shiver as my fingers hover over your skin. To listen to your breath as you sigh and gasp. I want to take my time and explore your body. Tease your senses and massage your skin. I want to be closer to you, to learn you, teach me what you are and what you desire. Let me unlock the passions you have locked inside, let them overflow, let them spill out and soak me in your unbridled lust. Give yourself to my hands and I will give you every part of me without question!