Want To Be On My Knees And Forced To Stroke Myself To Get Mommy’s Attention

this with my pretty girl >

heavy petting

it is so hot when they tell you exactly what they wanna do to you

innocently leaning over to whisper in a pretty boy’s ear except it’s all the lewd, twisted things i wanna do to him <3

oh how amazing it is for my face to be ridden

Not that i have any followers on this account really but I will let you all know what interests me…

1. I love going to the gym and working out

2. I love to write and am an author

3. I love to read fantasy

4. I love sports, especially hockey and f1

5. I love movies and constantly upload reviews on letterboxd

maybe once I get a decent number of followers I'll show y'all how loudly i like to moan and whimper

There's no pleasure if i'm not loud (unless we're trying not to get caught)

Men who moan and whimper loudly>>>>

They're like one of the sluttiest men out there with their voice begging and moaning uncontrollably.

he looks so pretty

(x)

pleasee

🍒

just always in the mood to have my neck kissed to be honest

concept

Your heart races, a palpable thump in your throat, as you find yourself ensnared in the heart of a forest on this chilling winter night. A desperate longing grips you, as you find yourself wondering why you’re doing this to yourself, craving significance in the desolation that surrounds you. You enter through the daunting iron door, which slams shut, and the echo reverberates throughout the icy room, and that’s where you find him.

The man that’s kept you in a chokehold for years. Ever since u laid eyes on him at work, his shadow has haunted your every waking moment. captures your breath, holds over your dreams, ensnares your fantasies, and shackled your heart.

“This night, you’ll follow all of my demands, my precious girl,” he says, putting a collar around your neck, leading you down to his chamber, tying you to a post and slowly taking off his clothes, allowing you to admire what you cannot touch.

You know what’s to come is dark and forbidden, yet your body is enchanted by the idea of his touch. He looks down at your pathetic self, tracing your cheekbone using the pad of his thumb, before grabbing hold of your chin, forcing you to look in his eyes so he can examine how desperate you truly are for him.

He kneels down next to you and pushes his fingers into your mouth, forcing you to suck on them “You look so pretty mindlessly sucking my fingers, my sweet girl,” he says, as he pushes your head to the side, revealing his pointed teeth, sinking them deep into your neck, your mind slowly melting into obedience.

“Your sweet blood is intoxicating, I'll just steal you away from the rest of the world forever.”