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Not before I say, a tale of control

Not before I say, a tale of control

Just one more push and you are done, I can see it in your face, you're sitting on a orgasm, your heart begins to race

One more lick or the slightest brush, your crescendo will be done, sitting on the precipice you really want to cum

But hell no this is my game, I'm your fucking Dom, I decide if and when you cum and how it should be done

Ecstasy in touching distance, you've nearly run your race, but I stop and like to watch the need grow upon your face

It's like you are sky diving, to the heavens you will dive, but not without permission, for control of you I strive

I tell you when you can cum, your orgasm's mine to release, I'm in charge of your pussy, i am the "Cum Police".

I slow down then speed up, so close and then you're no where near, you're desperate need is building, a plea from you I hear

That's it baby start to beg, call your masters name, beg me to throw you off your edge, do it say my name

Because I get off on control, the power turns me on, shall I, shant I, will i, wont. The game goes on and on

I lick you for a moment I feel your pussy throb, i put the tip of my helmet in, i tease you with my knob

You begin to lose control, there's anger in my eyes, you try to pull back from the edge, you start to clamp your thighs

I make you wait a little longer, you cannot have your way, you'll only come on my command, this is how I play

I step away from you, your shaking on the bed, desperate for oblivion, you've lost it in your head

Your pleas get quite frantic, you beg me master please, I tell you to go on all fours, i want you on your knees

I slide in behind you, i slowly start to grind and pound, i hear your breath quicken, your happy place you've found.

Faster and harder as we fuck I slap you on your bum, then come the words you've needed, I tell you, you can cum

You scream out with pleasure, a release of ecstasy and need, juice flowing from you and my egos got to feed

As I pull out of you, the juice just flows out much faster, you turn around and look up to me, it's time to thank your master

Ron
Written by averageJoe69 (Ron Summers)
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A Dom's work is never done
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