ROBYNNNN!

we need more cute guy sadists. i’m tired of big muscular men with deep voices that have an overpowering aira.. give me a sweet lookin’ cutiepie that looks like he wouldn’t harm a fly that’ll degrade me in his soft pretty voice and then beat me until i’m hardly breathing anymore, all with a serene smile on his face.

I have all my tools ready. Slowly, I dip my soft brush into the warm lube and start painting. Starting at the sides, down the labia, excrutiatingly slow. Softly covering every little part of her pussy, and then her clit. Up and down, side to side, around and around.

I want her little moans, her little giggles, the little sighs and pants as I tease her little bud.

Then I grab a rose. Setting it perfectly over her clit, I let it suck. I want her clit to swell, I want it more sensitive, stiff and accessible to all the delicious things I want to do to it.

She's not allowed to cum, oh no. Needy and dripping, her little clit throbbing for me. I want to run the pad of my finger over it gently. I want to drag a feather over it. I want to paint it with my brush. I want to tap it with the little pointed vibrator.

Pretty squeaks turn into begging. Sighs become moans. I want this little button with it's thousands of nerve endings to become the most ticklish and unbearable spot on her beautiful body.

Back and forth between the rose, the brush, the vibrator. I will never get enough of the sounds she makes, I am drunk on her need.

Never fear my love, you will cum.

Once you are, switching to tickling non-stop while asking you, knowing you can't answer, "Is this what you wanted? Huh? What's the spot that's making you breathe so hard? Here? Right here? Yeah? Yeah?" and simply watching as your eyes roll to the back of your head, ready to burst from the tickling alone.