The Inner Workings of A Serial Submissive

Your breath on my thighs as You kiss Your way up and make me moan

 Your hands, like vices, grasping my hips as You hold me in place so that I can't wiggle free

Your tongue and teeth on my clit as You nibble and suck

I rock my hips from the want for more

 ……So close to the edge

The need grows as You slow and come to a halt 

The words on my lips to beg, frozen in place 

 All that I can think, all that I can manage…..

              Daddy please!