You called me up yesterday, but I just watched the phone ring. So, my sweet slut, you jumped in your car, and drove down to the diner right where you thought that I was. And there I was indeed, sitting in a pair of sunglasses you’ve never seen before. In a sexy little red dress, teasing the life out of anyone who even looked at me.
I was seated next to a man that you didn’t know. I know that makes your cock hard, thinking of me with another man. You filthy cuck, aren’t you? Knowing that I’m out, taking loads full of cum from him? It set your blood on fire. What can I say? I’m a little troublemaker. If you aren’t putting out at home, sissy boy, I’ll go and take exactly what I need from wherever I need to. No man stands in my way, not even you, slave. Mistress does what Mistress pleases.
But that’s why you’re with me, isn’t it? Anything to feel my love. Anything for me to exert my will over you. You would give anything from you to stroke your little cock, to dominate you. Nothing makes you harder, nothing makes your cock ache like the idea of letting me take complete control over you. Do you remember what I said to you? You stood there, cock straining against your jeans, tears in your eyes. I gave you a sweet little smile, fingering myself under the table; with a wink, I offer you this. “I’ll see you when I get home, slut.”
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