I kiss her softly, my hand tracing the lines of her neck. I let her anticipate.
She knows what is coming.
She jumps and gasps all the same when it happens. I squeeze her throat. “Aren’t you just the prettiest little slut,” I whisper.
“am I, Daddy?”
“You are, little one,” I reaffirm as my grip tightens. She smiles, proud, draws a thin breath. She does her best to hold my gaze.
My fingers tease over her mound. Stroke slowly between her soft folds. Circle her entrance as she presses, greedily clenches.
Her eyes roll back as she tries to gasp again.
“Look at me.” Obedient, she does.
Her eyes plead as she squirms.
“tighter…” Her voice is the ghost of a whisper. As quiet as she is, her voice resounds with need.
I oblige. My fingers oblige her other need.
Pressing into her. slowly. slowly. Fingers rubbing and sliding over and inside her. She shudders in my hands. Struggles to be good and attentive as she clenches tight.
She pleads wordlessly for permission.
I make her wait…
Let her throb…
“cum. now.” A good girl, she does as she’s told. “Who does your breath belong to, little one?”
“to you, Daddy.” I release her throat, kiss her again, and she exhales into me.
(Friendly disclaimer, please don’t choke anyone without A: their enthusiastic consent, and B: understanding the risks. Be kinky, be safe, have fun.)
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/tqdoxl/squeeze_tighter