We're sitting on the floor, your body naked and covered in a thin sheen of sweat, back resting against my front. You can feel every inhale and exhale, the movement of my breasts, how hard my nipples have gotten, how turned on I am by the sight in front of me.
Your chest rises and falls with each breath, eyes fighting to stay open, trying so hard to follow my command and watch how I ruin you in the mirror. You can't turn your head away, one of my hands is wrapped around your throat, thumb coming up to rest against your jaw, forcing you to look forward, to watch me as I slowly circle your clit, so slow, it's almost painful.
A gasp escapes your lips when I brush my fingers against your slit, then you whine when I push just the tips inside before quickly pulling them back out, using your filth to make your clit wet.
"You look so good, bunny," I whisper against your ear, pupils blown wide and mouth grinning in that way that let's you know I'm starving and ready to feast.
"Mommy," you whine, breathless and small, both of your hands grasping mine, not moving them. You're not trying to encourage or stop anything, you're not trying to push them against you, you know you're not in control here, you just need to feel me, need to anchor yourself to something as your mind floats away.
"Such a pretty sight, aren't you, bunny? Legs open wide, dripping so much you've made a little puddle of desire, I can feel your clit throbbing against my fingers, pet," I softly bite your ear, trapping the soft skin between my teeth as you gasp then moan, trying to close your legs. "Poor thing, can't close your legs, bunny, can't look away, has mommy got you trapped?" I kiss down your neck, feeling every noise vibrste against my lips.
"My pretty bunny, aren't you, baby?"
You whimper, legs shaking against mine, trying to fight them. But you can't do much but squirm against me, not when I've hooked my legs on yours, forcing you wide open.
You moan low in your throat, nodding as your eyes lose their focus, your hold on my wrists softening. A sharp slap echoes in the room followed by gasp and your eyes shoot open. I keep my hand on your cunt, letting the warmth radiate to you, soothing the sudden sting of my palm.
Another slap reverberates and this time your moan is loud and keening.
You try to shake your head, a blush colouring your cheeks as you look elsewhere and my hand immediately comes down again; loud and wet. You choke back a whine, body writhing against mine for just a few seconds before you give in.
"Mmm, yes, you are," your hips move, trying to grind against my hand before I pull it away, "So beautiful, aren't you, bunny?"
This time you whine so low and pathetic I can't help but chuckle, your hands moving to cover your face.
I answer you with two more spanks, adding a third when you don't move fast enough. You yelp at the last one, breath stuttering as a few tears gather in your eyes.
Your eyes are locked on mine in the mirror and you know I'm waiting for you to say the full statement. My hand moves and you immediately jolt, expecting another spank but this one isn't fast. I wait for you, wait to see if you'll say what I want you to say. Let you relax fully against me before I strike again.
You sob as another spank lands, body shaking now as you finally give me what I want.
"I'm beautiful, mommy, I'm beautiful."
"There we go," I smile and my fingers finally move to your hole, two of them pushing in without warning. Your body arches and thrashes, sobbing and whining and thanking me as I give you what you've needed this whole time. Walls pulsating around my fingers as I thrust inside you, clit throbbing against my palm.
"My good girl, you're always so gorgeous and perfect for me."
