Look At Me..

"Down here, Babygirl"

Are the words my eyes speak

to you as I take control of your

willpower and grip it like I am

hanging on for dear life.

Try and keep your focus the best you can,

but you are in battle with me now and

you are going to lose, and there is not

a damn thing you can do about it.

I have to control you, I just have to.

I am not sure why or when this motivation came about within me but it central to who I am now.

I intend to take complete ownership of your body and I have spent a lot of time honing the skills needed to do just this.

Fight back with your sense of control,

it's so much hotter when you think

you have a choice in the matter.

The first orgasm will send

a message to your mind that

"oh, this feels amazing."

By the time the second one rolls around,

you will start losing your sense of reality.

Three and four just pull you closer

to me and by the time fifth hits,

you are a puppet on a string

and I am making you dance for me.

I could stop in this moment

and I could ask anything of you,

and you and I both know that the

answer would be "Yes".

The beauty of this all is that

my heartbeat has hardly even elevated.

My lungs don't burn.

I am not even sweating yet.

I have so much more left in the gas tank

and your E light started blinking ten minutes ago.

You are done for. Wiped out.

Internally your body has wrecked itself from the floods of endorphins that have pressed you to the brink, yet my forearm hasn't even burned yet.

My dick has not even entered you.

My hands are not numb from

the spankings on your ass.

I am just getting started.

So Miss Alpha, how's that big girl

attitude working out for you now?

What, can't speak? Can't say anything?

Good! Just look at me then while I wreck you....