Cloud 9

she gets clingy, her body running hotter than usual, her skin flushed and sensitive to the touch. her pussy gets so wet, so ready, practically begging to be bred

i love watching her squirm, confused by her own overwhelming need. she doesn't understand that her body is screaming for one thing: to be filled, to be claimed, to be fucked hard until i pump her full of my cum

it's a primal urge, a biological imperative, and who am i to deny nature ?

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

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

it builds endurance. sharpens focus. teaches obedience under pressure you want to be better, don’t you ? more trained. more useful this is how you get there

pushing through the aftershocks shaking and soaked and oversensitive but spreading your legs wider because i told you to. because you’re not done just because you came

you’ll cry you’ll beg you’ll say you can’t and i’ll say you can and you will

you needn't take a break. you need to stop whining you need to take it you need to be good

and if your thighs twitch and your brain goes fuzzy and your voice breaks every time you try to speak that just means it’s working

overstimulation is character-building you should thank me, really i’m helping you grow, one orgasm at a time