Warrior-ofthe-Light

When you come across an old submission, and nostalgia ensues.

My hand settles warm and firm at the curve of your waist as you sit perched on the edge of that table my sweet little toy. The heat of my body presses fully against yours while my fingers cradle the soft shape of your hip through the dark lace and I lean in to murmur against your ear that you feel so perfect right here in my arms. You feel the quiet strength of my hold the way it keeps you near and cherished the steady pressure of my body against yours that steals your breath as the scent of your skin rises warm between us and I tell you how completely you belong to me how I can already feel the heat building in you the way your body softens and grows wet under my touch the sexual tension thick in the air as you melt into the certainty that you are mine right here under my hands.

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My hands settle firm over the soft full shape of your breasts through the thin white fabric of that dress my sweet little toy. Fingers press deep with quiet strength claiming every curve as mine while the heat of my palms sinks straight through the material and I feel how nice your nipples are as they harden under my touch. You feel the weight of my grip the way it holds you still and owned the steady pressure that steals your breath and makes your body soften into the knowledge that you are mine.

My naughty little office girl walking in dressed like that, the fabric sitting against your body in a way that makes it impossible to ignore. Every step you take pulls my focus straight to you. Be sure you keep those two hours clear on the calendar. I plan to take my time with you, slow and thorough, until there is nothing left but the weight of my attention. What I have in store will not be quick and it will not be painless.

Training day ❤️ right Daddy?

Ok Babygirl, I’ll give up control for now, but that exchange comes with consequences…

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