Warmin’ up the oven, boutta put the fuckin’ cake on ya 💥🍰

will you let me feel?


run your fingers down my thighs
your eyes hold my heart captive
i’m at your mercy
hurt me
deliciously
open me up with your words of pure filth
all of my free will
has run away, hidden in between my legs
they’re clenched
i’m wet
your hands are met
with my unwavering wants
and needs
i tremble
you happily sigh as you flick your wrist and ruin me further
i shudder
i surrender
lips tracing whispers of sore knees and a voice long lost
against the hollow of my throat
your excitement at the sounds escaping my mouth seemingly grows
alongside the darkness in your eyes
i’m shy
the prey
you’re readied and eager
the need to obey only urges me further
i’m sinking to the floor?
you’re groans are enough to make me blush.
