Come here.
Yes, you.
You with the glint of steel in your eye, that bit of a smirk curling up the corners of your mouth.
I’ll wipe that look of your face, and replace it with one of my making.
You will cum for me.
I demand it.
One could argue it is need that drives me, but they haven’t walked in my shoes, nor felt my blood pulse in their veins.
They know nothing of what I require of you.
Here, now.
Shut up, I don’t care who is watching. You will fuck me, and when I am finished with you, you may stop.
Not until then, pretty boy.
You look a bit frightened, not to worry. I am a vengeful and hungry Goddess, but you will only feed my desires, nothing else.
Relax.
Good.
Now, I want you rock hard. Faster. Here, I’ll slide my lushious lips around your cock and take you all the way in, wetting your shaft with my tongue, gazing up at you, tempting you, daring you onward.
Harder. Harder, for me.
That’s it.
Perfect.
I will flip over, backwards, heels on the ground, ass in the air, hands on the floor.
Fuck me.
Fuck me.
Goddamn you, FUCK ME!
That’s right, good boy.
Slower, faster, harder, deeper, slower, you do as I say.
Do exactly as I say and I will reward you, with a pulsating pussy, your cock drenched in my juices, as I tell you,
“You may cum now.”
And you will.
And you will thank me for it