Mistress

Second and third wettings

Like, the character having a huge accident- like their pants are absolutely drenched /and/ there is still a big puddle under them.

“does my baby need me somewhere, hm?”

“aw, so polite for mommy, letting mommy play with you like this.”

“so good for me, asking for more, but where darling? where do you want more?”

“here? no, you couldn’t possibly want my mouth just sucking away at your neck.”

“what about here? right under your ear, where i can feel your breathing quicken? someone likes that, doesn’t she?”

“your skin looks divine, sweet girl. my marks all over you.. god. do you know how soaked you make me, baby?”

“ah, ah, what did we say about biting our lip? that’s right, we don’t do that. why don’t we do that? that’s right, good girl, mommy wants to hear you. so let go..”

“your moans are gorgeous, fuck. so loud for me, especially when i bite you here.”

“aw, baby you’re dripping! why didn’t you tell me? i guess mommy missed it in between listening to all of your “please’s” and “more’s” hm?”

“I bet you would look so good on your knees begging for me”

“My hand would look so nice around your pretty neck” 

“You take strap/fingers/mouth so well my dirty girl” 

“Tell mommy/master/me who you belong to” 

“You’re my favorite little slut” 

“look at how wet you’re getting for me” 

“I love how pink your ass gets after a good spanking” 

“You’re my/mommy’s favorite little treat” 

“You’re getting so good at fucking me” 

“You don’t stop unless I tell you too, my good girl” 

“Shh, you’re doing just fine” 

“You like that don’t you? Of course you do my precious whore” 

“Harder baby, fuck me like you want me” 

“Hush now, open your legs for me my pretty love” 

“I want you to cum all over my face/mouth/fingers/strap, etc” 

“You look like such a cute slut/whore in this position” 

“You fuck me so good, I’m so proud of you” 

“Sit/stand/beg/scream/bend over for me baby girl” 

“I can’t wait to fuck you senseless” 

“I love when you squirm under my touch” 

“You look so good/sexy/hot underneath me/above me” 

“You’re all fucking mine princess” 

“Come here, I’m not done with you yet my cute little fuck doll” 

“You’re being such a brat, do I have to punish you?” 

“Ask me nicely if you can cum” 

“Don’t you want to behave for me, angel?” 

“Fuck, you look so beautiful moaning my name” 

i’m answering all these together because why not :3

MEN and MINORS do not interact (for the love of god have your age somewhere on your blog it isn’t that hard!!)

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“yes, just like that, pretty girl. slow, slow, breath for me, baby.”

“look at it just disappear in your pussy, fuck.”

“so, so good for me, aw it feels so good, hm?”

“you moan so pretty for me, sweet girl.”

“is someone desperate?”

“you’re so wet for me, i bet you feel so full.”

“aw, does someone need help? is it hard to keep going? are you getting tired?”

“there we go, so much better now, hm? now you can just lay there and let me fuck you..”

“your clit is so neglected, do you want me to play with it for a little bit, princess?”

“someone seems pretty close.. no? so if i go a bit faster, you won’t want to cum?”

“good girl, i can feel you practically pulsing around my strap.”

“ah ah, what do good girls say when they want to cum?”

the loud squeal she lets out when i grip her waist out of the blue doesn’t stop me from pinning her body down on the mattress, the pillow settled under her hips makes her butt stick out and without a warning, i slide inside—her pussy is so slippery and gaping, takes my strap so nicely. those pretty puffy lips wrap around my cock, sucking me in and it’s enough for me to lose my mind.

a butch who confidently answers ‘tits’ when asked the age-old question ‘tits or ass.’ that’s all i need to start with. i know it’ll be so easy to get them obsessed. wearing shirts that draw attention to my chest, low necklines, soft fuzzy sweaters that make such a pleasant rounded outline, tight baby tees, no bra. they’re entranced by the way my nipples poke through to say hello. and during sex of course i tell them to suck my titties, i show them how much pleasure it brings me, i teach them how to suck properly, taking as much of the titty as will fit into their mouth, tongue flat and pressed forward, the hard bud of my nipple against their soft palette.

little by little i start lifting my shirt when they’re bored, restless, when they’ve had a hard day, letting them grab and squeeze, so they associate my tits with comfort, not just with sex. and eventually, after a particularly stressful day, i show them my tits and ask if they wanna suck on them, just for a few minutes, “it’s okay love, i don’t mind, it’ll help you relax.” they’re hesitant and can’t quite meet my eyes but they want to try it. and it works. they feel so very relaxed and safe as i cradle their head and give them gentle scratches and reassure that this is good for them, it’s normal, in such a soft, soothing voice.

but after that first time i wait. i stop offering. i notice the slight desperation in their eyes. the whiny pitch of their voice as they tell me they had a hard day. and i soothe them, of course, but i don’t offer my tits again. i wait until they ask. stammering over the words. face flushed so hot. barely able to admit to themselves that they enjoyed it like that, that it made them hard, in a deep and squirmy way that they’ve never really felt before. not hard in a competent, topping way. hard in a weak, sweet, wanna-be-your-baby-boy way.