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"You love being a doll, don't you? You're just a toy now. You were always meant for this, weren't you? So warm and soft for me, so open and easy..."

"Hnnh, ah..."

"You're a smart girl with dignity, yes. Silly of me to forget. Desperate isn't you, is it?"

"N-n... I..."

"Not you at all, no. And just grinding on my thigh like this? That's not bad. That's fine."

"Nnh, y-you..."

"Shh, you don't have to say anything, it's okay. You just keep doing what you're doing. It's obviously a lot of fun. You're all red."

"Please..."

"And I can feel you making a wet spot on my leg too you know. But it's okay. At least you don't look desperate, hmm? Imagine how pathetic you'd look if this was your pillow and not my leg."

"S-sir..."

“such a good girl. so beautiful when you cry for me.” watching more tears fall. watching them run down your cheeks. your neck. watching your face scrunch up. but you’re not saying your safeword. not asking me to stop. just crying and taking it.

your whole body trembling. thighs shaking. trying to close but i keep them open. “stay open for me, baby. you’re doing so well.” more tears. more whimpering. but you obey. spreading them again.

“that’s my good girl. look at you. crying so pretty for me.” watching you get closer. watching your body build again despite the overstimulation. because of it. because i’m not stopping. because you know i love seeing you like this.

your breath catching. gasping between sobs. “i can’t… it’s too much…” “yes you can, baby. you’re going to cum for me one more time. my good girl can do it.”

rubbing your clit faster. pumping my fingers deeper. watching you cry harder. watching you fall apart. cumming while sobbing. body shaking violently.

tease her as we get further into it, run my hands over the sensitive parts of her skin, purposefully shift so she feels me move inside of her, whisper the filthiest things in her ear while i sit there and watch her get needier and needier.

“look at you, all dumbed out on my cock, i haven’t even fucked you yet, baby”

“do you always get this wet when you’re filled up, princess?”

pressing a vibrator against your clit through your underwear. holding it there. feeling the warmth of you through the fabric immediately.

“count for me.” bringing my hand down once.

“one.” your voice already unsteady.

rubbing the spot slow. pressing the vibrator a little firmer. feeling you squirm.

bringing my hand down again.

“two.” breathier this time.

feeling the wet spot spreading through your underwear against my thigh. the fabric getting warmer. damper with every second the vibrator sits against you.

“three.”

pulling your underwear to the side. pressing the vibrator directly against your bare clit now. feeling you gasp. the difference immediate. your whole body responding to the direct contact.

“four.” barely audible.

feeling your thigh wet against mine now. soaking my thigh completely.

“look at this.” pulling the vibrator away. running one finger through your lips slowly. feeling how slick you are. how warm. gathering it on my finger. “soaking wet and we haven’t even started properly.”

pressing one finger inside you slowly. feeling your pussy open around it so easily. taking it immediately. “oh.” tilting my head. “that went in so easily.” pumping slow. feeling every inch of you. the warmth. the slick. “you feel so good.”

bringing my hand down while my finger stays inside you. feeling you clench hard around it at the impact.

“five.” the word dissolving into a moan.

adding a second finger. pressing in slow. feeling you stretch around both. the resistance. the give. “breathe.” rubbing your lower back with my thumb. fingers holding still inside you. just letting you feel the fullness. “feel that?”

“yes— god— yes—”

“good.” not moving yet. letting you adjust. bringing my hand down again.

“six.” clenching hard around my fingers at the impact. soaking them completely.

starting to move my fingers now. slow deep strokes. not fast. just deep. thorough. curling slightly on every stroke. finding that spot. feeling you press back immediately.

“seven.” grinding back against my fingers between counts now.

pressing the vibrator back against your clit while my fingers keep moving. feeling you immediately lose any sense of rhythm. your pussy pushing back onto my fingers while your hips grind forward into the vibrator simultaneously. your body caught between both.

“stay still.” hand pressing flat on your lower back. working both at the same time. fingers curling deep. vibrator steady and buzzing directly against your clit.

pressing a kiss to your lower back. your spine.

bringing my hand down.

“eight.” the word breaking apart in your mouth.

“you’re doing so well.” fingers moving deeper. fuller strokes. the vibrator not moving. just sitting right there. “so incredibly well.”

feeling your breathing change. the way it gets shallower. the way each exhale comes with a small sound now.

“i need to cum.” grabbing my leg with both hands. “please. it feels so good. i don’t know if i can stop myself—”

pulling the vibrator back slightly. not away. just less pressure. “hold it.” fingers still moving. “not yet.”

“please— i’m trying— i really can’t— please it’s too much—”

bringing my hand down again.

“nine.” dissolving immediately into a sob.

“i know.” fingers pressing deeper. slower now. fuller. feeling every single flutter of your pussy around them. every desperate clench. “i feel how close you are. i can feel everything.” pressing the vibrator back fully. feeling your whole body shake. “you feel so good right now. so perfect. your pussy’s taking everything im giving it so well.”

“please please please— i’m going to— i can’t hold it— please—”

“one more.” bringing my hand down.

“ten—” the number barely escaping your lips.

fingers moving faster now. vibrator pressed against your clit.

“please— please i’m going to cum— please let me— please—”

“you can finally cum, sweetheart.” fingers curling one final time. “cum all over my fingers. right now.”

“there you are.” pressing a kiss to your forehead. “i need you to keep your eyes on me tonight sweetheart. the whole time. every time they close i’m going to stop and we start over.” thumb stroking your jaw slow. “i know that sounds torturous... but i want to see you. i want to watch everything that happens on this face while i take care of you. can you do that for me?”

watching you nod.

starting slow. fingers moving gently. watching every small flicker. every caught breath. “good girl. just like that. you’re already doing so well.”

getting you closer. your eyes getting glassy. unfocused. still finding mine. pressing a little deeper. watching them flutter close.

stilling immediately.

“hey.” tilting your chin up gently. “come back to me baby. find my eyes.” waiting. watching your gaze drag slowly back to mine. “there she is.” pressing a kiss to your hair. “we’re going to start over okay? you’re doing so beautifully. just try again for me.”

watching tears start to fall. watching you look at me through them anyway.

“i know sweetheart.” wiping each one so carefully. “i know it’s hard. but you keep finding me and that means everything.” starting to move again. “keep your eyes right here. i’ve got you.”

getting you right there. eyes threatening to close one final time.

“stay with me.” cooed at you. not pulling back this time. “look at me while you feel it. i want to see everything. don’t look away from me.”

watching your eyes stay on mine while you fall apart completely.

thumbs wiping your tears. holding your face so gently.

there you are. you’ve been needing this haven’t you? that’s okay sweetheart. i’ve got you now. that’s all that matters.

go ahead. rock against my hand. take what you need. keep those pretty lips around my fingers while you move. just like that. so good. you’re doing so well.

i love when you let me take care of you like this. feel my hand. feel how good your body is right now. how warm. how perfect.

keep going baby. slow and easy. there’s no rush. we have all the time in the world. stay right here with me. eyes on me. that’s it. so pretty.

me slowing immediately. not stopping completely but gentling the movement. barely moving my fingers now. “okay, baby. okay. just breathe with me.” kissing your forehead so softly. lingering there. “you did so well, sweetheart. so incredibly well.”

fingers still inside you. just the smallest movements. keeping you full but not overwhelming you. “that was beautiful, love. you’re beautiful.” kissing your cheeks. tasting the salt from your tears. “my perfect girl.”

waiting. letting you catch your breath. stroking your face with my free hand. “but i think you have one more in you, sweetheart.” you immediately shaking your head. eyes wide. pleading.

“shh shh, i know, baby. i know you’re so sensitive right now.” kissing your forehead again. your nose. so gentle. “but yes you do, love. your body is so good at this. so responsive to me.”

gradually working you a tiny bit faster. still so gentle. watching your face. “look at me, baby. eyes on me.” waiting until you focus on my face. “there you are. stay right here with me, angel.”

thumb moving back to your clit. the lightest pressure. barely anything. you gasping. trying to close your legs. me keeping them open with my other hand. “i know it’s intense, love. i know every touch feels like so much right now.”

kissing your cheeks again. your jaw. your chin. covering your face in soft kisses. “but you’re going to be such a good girl and give me another one. i know you can, baby. i believe in you.”

fingers curling slightly inside you. finding that spot. you whimpering. “please…” voice so small. so overstimulated. me cradling your face with my free hand. “please what, sweetheart? tell me.”

“i don’t think i can…” you crying harder. me wiping your tears with my thumb. “yes you can, love. your body already knows how. it’s already building, isn’t it? i can feel you getting close again.”

and it’s true. despite the sensitivity. despite the protests. your body responding. clenching around my fingers. me working you so carefully. so precisely. “that’s it, baby. don’t fight it. just let your body do what it’s so good at.”

rubbing your clit in slow circles. fingers pumping gently inside. “you’re doing so well, honey. even when it’s hard. even when it feels like too much. you’re being so brave for me.”

leaning down. kissing your forehead. your cheeks. your nose. covering your whole face in affection. “my beautiful girl. my perfect baby. look how well you take my fingers even when you’re this sensitive.”

you making small desperate sounds. getting closer despite the sensitivity from your previous orgasms. “stay with me, love. keep those pretty eyes on me.” holding your gaze. “i want to see your face when you cum for me again.”

working you steadily now. consistent rhythm. thumb pressing firmer on your clit. “that’s it, baby. you’re right there. i can feel it. your body is ready to give me one more.”

“i… mommy i…” you gasping. can barely speak. me stroking your face. “i know, sweetheart. i know. let it happen. be a good girl and cum for me one more time.”

you finally breaking. orgasming around my fingers. harder than expected. whole body shaking. crying out. working you through every second. “there you go. that’s my good girl. so so perfect and beautiful.”

slowing as you finish. gentling my touch. carefully pulling my fingers out. you collapsing completely. exhausted. tears streaming.

me immediately wrapping my arms around you. pulling you against my chest. “come here, baby. i’ve got you.” wrapping my arms around you. holding you so tight.

kissing the top of your head. your forehead. your face. everywhere i can reach. “you were amazing, sweetheart. absolutely amazing. i’m so proud of you.”

you hiding your face in my neck. shy suddenly. embarrassed maybe. not responding. just breathing hard against me.

“hey, look at me, love.” gently tilting your face up. seeing how flushed you are. how your eyes won’t quite meet mine. “there’s my pretty girl.”

kissing your forehead. your nose. your cheeks. your chin. covering your face in soft kisses. “you gave me three, baby. three beautiful orgasms. do you know how good you were?”

you just making a small sound. still too shy to respond properly. me smiling. continuing to kiss your face. “so good, sweetheart. the best. my perfect girl.”

stroking your hair. your back. your arms. touching you everywhere gently. affectionately. “your body is incredible, love. the way you respond to me. the way you gave me one more even when you thought you couldn’t.”

more kisses. your forehead. your temple. your cheek. “i’m so proud of you, baby. so incredibly proud. you were so brave.”

you curling closer into me. still not talking. just soaking up the praise. the affection. the gentle touches. me giving you all of it freely.

“my beautiful baby. did so well for me.” kissing your hair. rocking you gently. “even when it was too much. even when you were so sensitive. you gave me what i asked for. such a good girl.”

holding you like that. just praising softly. touching gently. letting you come down slowly. safely. “you’re perfect, sweetheart. absolutely perfect. every part of you.”

stroking your face. your neck. your shoulders. your arms. showing affection to your whole body. “so responsive. so trusting. i love everything about you, baby.”

more forehead kisses. cheek kisses. nose kisses. just covering you in gentleness. “rest now, love. you earned it. did such a good job for me.”

you finally relaxing completely. safe in my arms. still shy but settling. me continuing to hold you. praise you. kiss you. show you exactly how good you were.

Now they’re grinding on me and I can feel their wetness all over my stomach. I flex my abs to provide a better surface for them to use which makes them start grinding faster, desperate to cum. Keeping this up until they’ve had 2,3 orgasms, or until they tap out. When I finally lift up and look down, my stomach is beautifully covered in all their cum and arousal. “Look at this mess you made baby, be a good girl and lick it off me”