I’ll move up behind you, wrap one piece of rope below your breasts and another above. As I pull them tight and pull your supple body close to mine, I’ll lean in next to your ears and whisper, “Want to play?”
As your shudder betrays your desire I’ll hold your neck in my arms, feeling your pulse and every breath. You’re afraid. I can smell it on you. Does the thought of what I might do to you make you wet? I’ll lick you all the way from your neck up to your forehead, tasting you. I’ll nibble your ear and sink my teeth into your neck, so you don’t forget that you’re mine to violate.
Spinning you around to face me, I’ll push three fingers down your throat, while my other hand presses down on your nipples through your silk robe. I’ll push my knee up in between the moistness in your thighs. You want me to destroy you, don’t you?
I’ll tie the piece of rope around your face – a make-shift gag for your lecherous mouth. Slutty little piggies should be seen and not heard. Pulling you up onto the kitchen counter I’ll tie your wrists together. Then I’ll do your ankles. Then I’ll tie your wrists and ankles together and lay you on the table with your asshole outstretched, ready to be slaughtered like the little cow that you are.
With terrified eyes and drool crawling down your chin, you look up at me as if begging for mercy and deliverance. I’ll stroke your cheeks as my hand reaches down your legs, and middle and ring fingers penetrate your sopping cunt, riding you up and down like a jackhammer and spilling your filth all over the kitchen counter.
“Don’t worry. I know what you want. And what a filthy cunt like you deserves. I’ll make sure you get nothing less.
Oh did I forget mention, honey? I’m having friends over. No need to prepare anything though. You’re the main feast.”
I’ll walk over to the fridge and pull out a bottle of cold beer and snap it open with my fingers. I’ll pull your gag aside for a second and splash the cold brew on your face letting your gasping mouth catch some of it.
“Feels good doesn’t it? Or do you prefer only the taste of your master? Has the taste of my piss and cum spoiled your palate?” I’ll demand, spitting on you, as you lay there thanking me for my generosity.
I’ll approach your legs and spank your thighs, watching them quiver on the counter. I’ll hold the slender tip of the beer bottle up against your dripping cunt, lubing it up with your juices. Then I’ll hold the tip against your tight bum hole and push it in just an inch against your croaking body. I’ll hold your feet up in the air to let the cold liquid spill and crawl all the way inside of you, filling you up.
“We’ll have to fatten you up for the party, won’t we? We’ll be doing keg stands. And you, my lovely little whore, are the keg.”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/aqepnd/want_to_play_mf_humiliation