We were supposed to meet up on Friday , but my flight got delayed and I just wanted to get home and unpack.
You texted me: asking how I was feeling as soon as I entered my apartment. Just a little tired I said, and you asked if we should meet up tomorrow instead. You give up too easily. And I was going to use that against you
I kept teasing you with dirty messages, telling you what I was doing to myself and you started begging me if you could come over.
Telling me how hard you wanted to fuck me, to choke me, to own me.
“You had your chance being dominant tonight, tomorrow is my turn. Now go to bed with that hard on of yours and text me when you wake up” I said before falling asleep
Seem like you barely slept, since you messaged me early. You were obedient, just like I told you.
“Now bring a tie, and meet me within the hour”
And there you were, in no time, on my doorstep the very next day.