love is dumb & so am i

He lay there staring at the ceiling, head resting on her stomach as she held him between her thighs. He fingers twisted, massaging his scalp and temples as she coo'd in his ear.

"Nngh...?" He managed to mumble, which roughly trasnlated to "what's going on? It's so hard to think when your fingers are moving around and around and around..."

"Hm?" She asked softly, as he groaned at her touch. "You want to go under?" She chuckled lightly, applying a little more pressure to the massage.

He groaned in response. It'd cut off his thoughts again.

"Just let me take care of you, okay baby?" She pushed her fingers against him and made him nod his head. Yes. He should let her take care of him. It just made sense, didn't it?

Resuming the massage, he tried his best to tip his head back and look up at her. Had his head always been this heavy? Did it always take this much effort to move it?

Shining mischievous eyes looked down at him curiously.

"Yes? Did you want something?"

He did his best to form a coherent sentence, but it came out as a string of mumbling groans.

"It's too big" it isn't ur a dumb slut who just doesn't know any better

"It's too much, slow down" I didn't realise I asked my fleshlight to talk

"Ur hurting me, it's leaving marks" what did u think I was doing when I brought out the flogger

Top puppy version: "Keep a steady rhythm with those thrusts. Fuck. Did you even hear what I said? Christ, you're pathetic. How can you be so clumsy, huh? Come on boy, thrust harder like a good puppy. Don't you want to make your owner happy? Are you gonna cry? Poor thing, you're hopeless."