cw: begging , blindfold , ties , not too big m sorry , suggestive at best with a lot of teasing , power dynamics reversing , service top! ellie reduced to being a bottom .

There’s something fun about breaking a service top down into nothing but a naked, blindfolded little sex toy sitting on the floor in the middle of the room, hands tied back so she’s helpless.

Her breaths fall heavy, limbs trembling, as if the anticipation itself has her wet— it does. She hates how easily broken down all her dominance is, but she’s definitely not complaining because now that she can’t see you, or what you’re going to do— she has to fully rely on trust.

You walk around her, circling slowly like a predator analysing her prey. “You’re so cute like this, Els.” Ellie feels the nickname giving her the shivers, she can’t wait to be touched. You kneel on one knee and cup her breast.

The second you do so, Ellie shivers and leans closer, seeking the warmth of your hand.

Her body is cold, skin cool to the touch as her nipple perks upon contact like she’s been waiting for this her whole life. You smirk, you’re evil, and the idea of torturing her cute little boobs is too tempting, but you know she’ll like it.

So for now… you stick to teasing her.

Maybe, just maybe if you feel merciful, you’ll let her cum, you’ll let her hump your shoe like the desperate little thing she can be when she’s horny and unrelieved. Ellie’s breath hitches as she focuses on the way your thumb circles her nipple, her body buzzing with energy.

“Aren’t you the cutest, Ellie baby? You’re trembling, oh my gosh.”

Your words made her feel a sense of humiliation she hadn’t felt so far but something about that made her pussy feel more tingly.

“Touch me, please.” She begs, voice cracking, “I need you so bad, I can’t do this, please—” she tries to come closer, still on her knees, “touch me, baby.”