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 to.
And you know I will.
It turns me on just thinking about it.
Choke me and let your fingers run across my burning flesh and down my legs
so you can toy with me and listen to me moan between my gasps
as you press your palm against my throat, your breath hot against my ear
as you tell me everything you want to do to me.
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 chilled out my spine I want to feel you inside me,
deep in my wet little cant.
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 spanking my ass until it's red and bruised.
I want you to put the clamps on my nipples and make them ache for hours,
make me 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 between 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 it 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 grey and fuzzy.
My heart pounds in my ears and my breath scratches 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 this cycle of buildup full of pain and pleasure,
so much wonderful choking and teasing and biting.
I want you to fuck me, but when I beg you to you tell me not yet,
so I sigh and try to hold on for you.
I am 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 yet. I won't release, but you keep feeding the beast until finally you can't take no more
and you wrap your hand around my throat one last time and drive yourself into my swollen dripping aching cant
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 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 and when that moment arrives you 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 you to take your hands off my throat when I do. Let me scream for you right now.
Don't make me beg, even though I will. Joke me and let me cum for you. Can I cum for you? Please?
Afterwards I lay on my back breathing heavily and quivering.
We may do the same kind 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.
It will always make me wet, thinking about your hand around my throat.
I'll be shameless and beg you to treat me like this again.
I always want to be your little choke toy just because of how satisfied I am in this moment.