This is what I see when you show me

I see you over my knee, desperately squirming. We both know the night is young and that this is but a preamble. A game to be played, desire induced. It's not that I don't like the role I play here: it is a joy unto itself. So I play this first act out but my control is great and what I look for is your moan. It is the knowledge we are building that you are increasingly hungry and Increasingly needy. My hand and faint pink prints on your arse are necessary step in the chain that started with your inspection. With the knowledge of your desperate wetness that was overcoming you.

What I see with our kiss is the knowledge that we are moving this story on. It is your desperation that feeds my hunger, that makes me kiss you hard and demonstrates my passion. It is all about you princess; about building your unfettered desire. It is about making every other chattering voice disappear until the only thing that has purchase in you is the molten wetness betweeen your legs.

After a time that I know moves agonisingly slowly for you I ask for a small demonstration of this. I unzip my pants but while the pleasure is intense this is really about you. I want to see how much you will do, how hard you will try. I expect your fevered head bobbing response and your eagerness to take it all deep into your sweet mouth. But the best thing I see is the pleasure on your face. I know you are happy and desperate enough for what is to follow.

So we go there.

We go to the bed, but not for the quick easy fuck you beg for. We go to tease and stretch the moment out. So I touch you agonisingly slowly until your grinding is an undeniable demonstration of your need and your juices are smearing my body as well. I pinch your nipple hard just as you start to think the rhythm is that of the tease and caress.

And then I pose a choice. The cheap easy release or more pleasure. But the price is the plug. Not because I like to hurt or want to use your arse later. It's there because it's about delaying, elevating and complicating your pleasure. It's about pushing you further and ripping even more pleasure from you than you thought you might tolerate. I have a deepseated thrill in your acceptance. It shows what a good match we are together: the desperate taker and the equally hungry giver.

So we draw closer to your desperate climax by way of edging. Multiple times I take you as close as you can but pull back just as your legs shudder and your moans blur together. This is what I came for. To see you grunt and beg and moan. To forget everything but your need to fill yourself. So I delay and give and delay and give. This is the true reason I wanted this precious time together.

I might tell you that "its daddy's time princess" but stretching that desperate pussy bareback is just the logical conclusion of what came before. Of course I grunt and scream and also moan. But it is seeing you in that single moment as the perfect slut for me that is the point of it all. The point of the hundreds of messages and building desire and connection first. It's seeing you as the perfect princess and perfect whore: a wet desperate mess writhing on my cock that is my real motivation.

We close with the wand as I know it gives you just that little bit more. Another level of release, taking you just that little bit further. You cum as my dirty little princess and indeed you are.....