(Firstly, apologies for any formatting or grammatical errors. I dont tend to write all too often, as I primarily make audios. That being said, I am open to any and all constructic critisism. I hope you enjoy this (admittedly short) idea)
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A shaky breath leaves my lungs as you sink to your knees in front of me, my eyes unable to avoid falling to look over your breasts. The soft fabric holds them perfectly, just enough that your movements make them move and bounce, keeping my attention long enough for you to catch me and let a smirk spread across your lips. It was that smirk that told me that the trouble I was in was about to get even worse.
Already bound to the chair you sat me in, you look up at me from your place between my thighs and start to untie a ribbon that you have wrapped around your wrist. Until now, you’ve completely ignored my cock, throbbing and pulsing between us.
“Didn’t your parents ever teach you not to stare?”