Choke me. Make me yours. Own my body in all the ways we both enjoy. I trust you. You aren't
going to hurt me. Unless you make me beg for you too. And I know you will. It turns me
on just thinking about it. Choke me. And let your fingers run across my burning flesh.
And down between my legs. So you can toy with me. And listen to me moan between my ghast.
As you press your palm against my throat. Your hot breath against my ear. As you tell
me everything you want to do to me. But all I want is for you to choke me. Make me your
slave. Make me cry out for you. I want you to touch me. Make me tremble, quiver, and
ache for you as you tease me. And give me a chill down my spine. I want to feel you
inside of me. Deep in my wet little gut. I need you to own me. Make my body your sweet
little dominion and claim all of me for yourself. I plead with you for more. I want to feel
your teeth against my flesh or your hand firmly spank my ass until it's red and bruised.
I want you to put the clams on my nipples and make them ache for hours and have to groan
between my teeth as you touch and lick around them. In fact, I want you to lick me everywhere.
Stroke my skin in teasing ways with your fingers and make my toes curl. And yes, choke me
so many times I lose count. The sheets will be drenched as I melt under your touch. And
I want you to taste me. Devour me. Sip every drop from beneath my thighs until I cry out
for you to stop. But keep going until I can't take it anymore. And then choke me some more.
Watch as I get that look in my eyes. That desperation and desire. I want to come. I
need to so badly. But you keep edging me and making me wait. My mind full of fevered thoughts
that disappear as your fingers clench tighter and everything starts to go gray and fuzzy.
My heart pounds in my ears and my breath catches in my throat as I get lost in the sensations
and I concentrate fully on them and let them be my focus. I don't ever want to catch my
breath if it means I can feel like this forever. Locked in a cycle of buildup, full of pain
and pleasure. So much wonderful choking and teasing and biting. I want you to fuck me.
When I beg you to, you tell me not yet. So I sigh and try to hold on for you. I'm at
your mercy and you're showing me none of that at the moment. And I love that. I'm your toy
and you're using me as hard as you can. My body aches and I need to come. But you won't
let me just yet. I want release but you keep feeding the beast until finally you can take
no more and you wrap your hand around my throat one last time. Drive yourself into my swollen,
dripping, aching gut and I gasp and my whole body shudders as you fuck me like you own
me. And at this point you totally do. I'm your little slut and you know exactly what
I need. I want to cum on your cock so much. All that you have to do is keep fucking me
like this and I will. I'll be a moaning mess so ready to scream for you. When the moment
arrives, you'll make me focus on how good this feels before asking me if I want to cum
for you. And I do. I do want to cum for you. But I don't want to keep your hand off my
throat when I do. Let me scream for you right now. Don't make me beg even though I will.
Fuck me and let me cum for you please.
Fuck me and let me cum for you please.
I lay on my back, breathing heavily and quivering. We meet at the end of the night. I'm so tired
of crying and quivering. We may do the same kinds of things every time but it always feels
a little different. So even though I know what to expect the next time you choke me,
I look forward to whatever happens after that. And it will always make me wet thinking about
your hand around my throat. I'll be shameless and beg for you to treat me like this again.
I'll always want to be your little choke toy. Just because of how satisfied I am at this