
I’ll beg you, Sir.

I’ll beg you, Sir.
Please…
I want you to own me. Be aggressive. Pull me close, and tell me “Mine” real hard, so I know my place




Yes, Sir. I understand.

“You are mine tonight, little girl,” I said through gritted teeth, holding her throat.
“Fuck,” escaped her mouth in a whisper.
I ran my other hand up the inside of her thigh and cupped her pussy.
“And this is for my pleasure.”
“Yes, Sir,” she replied.