I love when you call me your “pretty little thing”. It makes me feel like one of your expensive statues that surround the pool, or one of your many cars parked in the garage. I know you have a cultured taste for all the finer things in life, and I crave every moment that you share them with me. My cunt gets so wet when we are speeding along in your Ferrari, and my pussy throbs when we order $500 meals at the finest restaurants in town.
The best part is you aren’t doing it to impress me – you are really just that man. That man who knows what he wants and goes after it. Thats how you found me. The perfect girl to complete your collection of beautiful things. I feel you staring at my tight little pink slit and admiring how beautiful it is. I know you want to fuck it because its the best. I know you picked me because you are the only one who can possess a girl like me.
I wait for you in your huge comfy bed, and as soon as I hear the door shut downstairs I know that you will come looking for me. Lingerie that took me hours to pick out, and cost you hundreds you don’t even give a shit about, will be on the floor in a pile never to be worn again. I am your “pretty little thing” and I want to owned by the man who can afford me. Your cock is the cherry on the cake, and I know just how to make you happy every second we are together. Treasure my body and I will worship you like you deserve.