Suck

You love being on your knees for me, the feelings weakness and surrender it invokes. How can something so simple be so effective? So powerful. You’d never say it, but you’d crawl around on your hands and knees in my presence all the time if I demanded it. Even if I only suggested it.

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xoxo, Ms Riley

That’s where we’re at now. Suggestions are all that are needed. You’ve become so devoted in your servitude, that you can no longer tell the difference between a demand and a suggestion.

That has always been my plan.

And here you are, on your knees, staring at the silicone phallus jutting obscenely from between my legs but you no longer wonder if this is a demand or a suggestion. It is an undeniable spectacle of power and there is no mistaking that its presence is demanding.

You have moved beyond needing direction now, to the anticipation of my desires and you know exactly what’s expected of you in this moment. You know exactly what to do and you will do it it. Because you need to please me like a man drowning needs air.

And once again, you treat me to the beauty and wonder of just how easily your boundaries dissolve, as if they had never existed at all.

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