God I need to be tied down to the point where I can't move at all without the feeling of rope chewing it's way into my skin. I need to be edged over and over my someone who will sneak pure vitriol in their praise while my head spins.
"you make such sweet sounds when you're begging like a pathetic mutt"
"look at you, taking it like such a good little fucksleeve"
After hours and hours of pleading, sobbing and trying so hard to buck my hips up chasing the pleasure, they grab onto my neck and fuck me into overstimulation, I wanted to cum right? So why am I complaining now I'm cumming for the 5th time?















