I've edged you and edged you. Relentlessly, mercilessly. Now, you kneel before me. 'What do you want, Toy?' I ask calmly, this is a test. Not that you know it, yet.
'Please can I cum mistress? Just once, please, it's been so long.' You sob, sounding broken and desperate.
I'm shocked, such a defiant request. when I'm being so, exceedingly generous. You know I don't want you to cum, yet you have the gall to ask me anyway? I'm incensed.
'Here I was thinking you'd be begging to please me?' My words as sharp as my gaze. Piercing you, slicing you open. I cease my pacing, staring down at you as I continue my lecture. 'Here you are, focused on that pathetic little clit of yours, again.' I take a long pause to glare at you. Allowing my displeasure to really sink in. 'We ought to do something about that, don't you think?'
I watch, the tell tale sings of a primal fear coursing through your veins. Dread filling your expression as you close your eyes, an attempt to mask your reaction. Regain some composure, deepen your submission. Lesson your punishment by responding in the right way. 'Yes. Yes please mistress.'
Your immediate compliance only angers me further. You do know your place, you just refuse to stay in it. I snarl, leaning down. my face centimetres away from yours. 'Yes mistress.. What?'
'Please refocus my attention away from my needy little clit.' Your voice breaks slightly as you speak.
I smile, wicked thoughts filling my mind. the methods of correction I can think of, truly are endless. 'When you ask so nicely, how could I not?' I coo, my voice dangerously soft. I'm going to have fun with you tonight.
















