Just need to remind a cute sub to drink lots of water. Hydration is so important, sweet thing. You can be a good girl and drink another glass of water for me, right?
Just the idea of them sitting on my lap, drinking glass after glass, but suddenly needing to go... yet not being able to due to my arm wrapped around their waist while I softly play with their clit.
"Mommy, I need to go."
I continue to softly rub little circles around your clit, pretending not to notice the urgency in your voice. "Awww, where do you need to go, little thing?"
"Y-you know..."
"I'm afraid I don't, darling. If you want something, you know you need to use your words. Can you use your words for me?"
"P-please, I'm… I need to… I’m going to… Please let me go to the bathroom."
I gently press down on that pretty tummy of yours. "Awww, you really need to go? But I'm not done with you yet, sweet girl. You can stay with me just a short while longer, right?"
I softly slip my fingers in, feeling how incredibly wet you are. "Awwww, you're so wet for me. You're being so good for me right now, and you look so, so pretty when you're so needy and desperate."
“Hmm, alright. How about we play a game? I’ll let you go, but only after you cum. Does that sound fair?”
Watching the panic mix with absolute desperation on your face is intoxicating. Your hands grip my thighs, your knuckles turning white as another wave of urgency hits you, but you can't move away from my hand.
"P-please, Mommy... I can't... it hurts..."
"I know it does, sweetheart," I murmur, leaning in to press a soft kiss just below your ear while my thumb speeds up its rhythm, applying just a fraction more pressure. "But the faster you give in for me, the faster you get your reward. You want to be a good girl and cum for Mommy, don't you?"
Your hips give a pathetic, involuntary twitch against my fingers, caught completely between the desperate need to go and the overwhelming rush of pleasure overtaking your body. Every little gasp you take is strained, your pretty tummy trembling beneath my hand as my arm stays wrapped securely around your waist, keeping your back pinned firmly against my chest.
"That's it, squirm for me," I whisper, nipping playfully at your earlobe. "Let's see how fast you can boil over when you're this beautifully full."
The trembling in your thighs becomes too much to handle as my fingers move faster, driving you right over the edge. Your back arching against my chest as the orgasm hits, a sharp, helpless gasp tearing from your throat.
But with the sudden, violent release of the climax, your control completely snaps.
You try so hard to hold it back, but the sheer intensity of the sensation makes your muscles betray you.
"Awww... look at that," I coo softly in your ear, my arm tightening around your waist as your body continues to shudder from the aftershocks. "You couldn't even wait for the bathroom, could you, sweet girl? You just totally lost control all over mommy’s fingers."
I feel the deep, embarrassed shudder that goes through your entire body, but my arm doesn't loosen its grip even a fraction. Instead, I keep you pinned right there against my chest, letting you marinate in exactly what you just did. Your thighs are still shaking, completely spent, soaked through and utterly helpless.
Only when your racing heart starts to slow do I finally let my arm relax. The heavy tension melts into something softer as I gently take you by the hips, turning you around in my lap until you’re forced to face me. You immediately try to hide your hot, flushed face against my chest, burying yourself in my shoulder. I just chuckle softly, wrapping my arms tightly around you to pull you into a warm, heavy hug. I press a slow row of kisses into your hair and along your temple, one hand gently stroking your back while the other slips down to rub your stomach, soothing the lingering ache.
"There you go, breathe for me, sweet girl," I murmur softly, my breath warm against your ear. I rest my chin on your head, letting the silence stretch for a moment before I speak again. "Look at you, still shaking so hard. You really couldn't help it, could you? You were just so beautifully desperate for Mommy, and you did so, so good giving in for me. I’m not mad at all, darling, I promise. You’re my perfect, messy sweet thing. Let’s just cuddle like this for a while and keep you warm, okay?"
