I've been thinking about you all day long, just rubbing my clit and moaning your name.
Why is your shadow so different from mine? This is hell, I need you so bad.
I just want you to drop by my house or let me drop by yours, just once.
Please, why are you always so busy? I love how powerless you make me feel.
Even this whole thing about not having time, it's all part of that messed up game we're playing.
You want me to beg, you want me to call at your work and just moan in your ear
while I touch myself as you try to stop your cock from getting hard so your co-workers don't notice.
You want me to send you nudes and blow up your phone with the lewdest thoughts you can muster
until you have no choice but to take a bedroom break and release the pressure. I remember that
time. Oh, I remember the last time I made you do that. You came to my house that very night
and you spanked me with your belt to punish me. Oh, yeah. And you made me say sorry.
And you wedged me. God, you wedged me so bad. And you never let me come. You said I was
a nitty little whore who didn't deserve to come. You said I didn't deserve your cock.
Sometimes, when you want to punish me, you stroke your big hard cock in front of me
and I'm not allowed to touch it. I'm not allowed to suck it, or to sit on it, or even kiss it.
I don't even get to swallow your cum. This is just so mean, you know? The way you do it.
You leave me alone, make me crave you. And then, when I finally have enough, when I try to call
you again and again, when I send you pictures of me on my knees with my panties in my mouth,
waiting for you like a dog, like a bitch in heat, you punish me. You always want to punish me.
You spank me until my ass is red. You call me mean names. You ruin my orgasms.
You even made me send pictures to a group chat once. You made me write cum slut on my tits and
then you made me stick my tongue out so I'd look dumb. Initially, you wanted to cum on my tits,
but you said I didn't even deserve your cum. I was normal before I met you, you know? I wanted
to fuck a guy and make him feel good. And I wanted him to make me feel good as well.
And I wanted to cum. Oh god, I need to cum so bad. I can't even cum as easily anymore.
I'm so used to edging and I'm so used to needing permission from you to cum.
Please, master, will you let me cum? I promise I will be a good girl.
This time, you won't need to punish me.