Beg for Harper 800 356 6169I want you to bend over for me.

No, not just bend over, fuck, what the hell are you thinking? You’re going to just stand there and grab your ankles like that, what? Shit boi, have you never done this before?!

You haven’t? You’ve never…

Well then. I suppose that changes things, doesn’t it. I can work with that, I can adapt. I am a highly creative, adaptive Mistress, after all. I can roll with the changes, make revisions to my plans on the fly. Flexible in more than one way, that’s me.

Allright, bitch boi, I want you to strip for me.

Make it erotic, make it sexy. I know you’re a slut on the inside, that you want to be sexy, sultry, that you want to tease me with your body, drive me to whimper and moan and bite my lips in desire. So go on, feel free. Dance in your skin, feel the bones and muscles of your body loosen with lust. Strip for me, make it good for me. You want this…

Now, on the bed for me.

Oh, how cute, you’re on your hands and knees. I like the submission you’re showing me, I like how your cock hangs heavy between your spread legs, I like this, yeah. But this isn’t what I had in mind for your first time, darling. Don’t give me that look, all wide eyed and shocked, peeking over your own shoulder. Nu-uh. On your back for me. Spread out, like a banquet for me to just devour.

Yeah, that’s much better.

On your back, legs spread, cock swollen and heavy on your stomach. Look at me, watch me. Watch as I walk around the room, collecting my toys. The harness, the strappon (so big, isn’t it?) and of course, lube. I’m going to make you so wet, so slick for me; then I’m going to open you right up, loosen your tight fuck hole. You will whimper, you will moan, and when you start to beg, only when you start to beg, that’s when I’ll finally take you and make you mine.