unusual critter

you silly girl, did you forget i'm the one who chooses when you get to cum ?

"that's it, take it. you're such a good girl for being so still. not that you have a choice anyway."

"god, you're so fucking tight when you're scared. it's adorable."

"i'm so proud of you. you're not even fighting anymore."

"you look so pretty like this, all teary-eyed and full of cock."

"your body knows what it wants, even if you don't. you're doing so well, letting your cunt do all the thinking."

"shhh, just let it happen. you're my perfect little toy, aren't you?"

"that's it, take it. you're such a good girl for being so still. not that you have a choice anyway."

"god, you're so fucking tight when you're scared. it's adorable."

"i'm so proud of you. you're not even fighting anymore."

"you look so pretty like this, all teary-eyed and full of cock."

"your body knows what it wants, even if you don't. you're doing so well, letting your cunt do all the thinking."

"shhh, just let it happen. you're my perfect little toy, aren't you?"

slapping that needy little button again and again, laughing at how fast you go from moaning to sobbing

pinching it between my fingers until you jolt, only to twist harder when you try to wriggle away

biting down just enough to leave you squealing, then dragging my tongue across it like i’m giving you mercy when i’m really not

pressing a vibrator against it until your body thrashes, then yanking it away right before you break

"shhh, darling. no more thinking. you don’t need to worry about anything when my cock is this deep inside you."

"feel that ? every thrust is pushing those anxious thoughts out of your head. that’s it… just take it like a good girl."

"you’re clenching so hard, precious angel. your anxious little cunt loves being fucked calm, doesn’t it?"

"cry if you need to. i’m not stopping until the only thing left in that pretty head is how full you feel."

it makes her dramatic

it’s just a little denial, my darling doll

you’ll live

hearing her repeat the same words over and over in between sobs

“i can’t, i can’t, i can’t, i can’t...”

"that’s it… breathe through it. feel how deep i am? you’re stretching so nicely for me. how cute that you’re already trembling."

"aww, struggling already? poor thing. just relax this tight little cunt and let me in. you can handle it… even if you are just a desperate, needy slut."

"keep those pretty sounds coming. i love how your voice cracks when it gets too much. you’re doing such a good job for someone so easy."

"there we go… nice and deep now. doesn’t it feel better when you stop pretending and just let me ruin you?"

“poor thing,” i murmur condescendingly, stroking your thigh while you cry. “so pathetic and desperate. all that pride gone… reduced to this leaking mess just because i won’t let you cum.”

"there you go, darling doll. just let it happen. let yourself melt for me."

again. and again. and again

each orgasm pulling you deeper, making you softer, making you sweeter. thoughts slipping away, replaced with nothing but pleasure, nothing but me

let me use you, let me ruin you until words don’t make sense and all you can do is whimper and beg for more

but it is

because she’s so sensitive. so soft. so easy to ruin with just two fingers and a steady rhythm. her body betrays her before her mouth does. hips grinding, thighs twitching, pussy clenching with every curl of my hand like it’s all too much and still not enough

i take my time, as always

thumb circling her clit just light enough to make her cry out. just deep enough to make her eyes roll. she whines something. probably “please”. but her voice is already breaking. already gone

she grips my wrist like she wants to slow me down, but the second i do, she gasps and begs me not to stop. what greedy thing. such a mess

her legs keep spreading wider like her body’s given up on any pride. like she’s cracked open just for me. panting, writhing, brain melting with every slick sound between her thighs. i keep fingering her through it. through the twitching and the sobs and the stupid babble. over and over until she’s soaked and dumb and pretty, drool pooling at the corner of her lips, clenching down like she never wants to let me go

and i don’t

not until she forgets how to speak. not until she cums so hard her body goes limp