The quirk of your smile, the touch of your hair, the feeling of you inside her, she can't even bare. Take her down to where she belongs, your pet, your plaything, to be used as... your pawn... tie her up, choke her, and tease, have her begging on her knees. Pull her hair, punish her deep, finger on her lips is her favorite treat. You bring out her inner sub, needing to be trained on her knees looking up. Teased, pushed right over the edge, you are the only thing that helps her get out of her head. Into subspace she goes, up up and away as she grows. Into the best release she has had, coming down from the clouds as she goes to bed
