25 Sep 2019
https://kala.bdsmlr.com/post/119713283
"Again," he commanded. She whimpered in response, her slippery fingers aching from rubbing her sore clit.
"Please," she gasped. Tears slipped from her eyes.
"You begged me to cum. So cum."
He stated it so simply. Coldly.
She sobbed softly, her belly cramping as her fingers worked her towards another orgasm. Her arm was cramping and he stood, walking to her slowly.
"One more then immediately hold open your legs. I told you, you beg to be edged. That's it. Not to cum. Don't worry, you won't forget after I'm done spanking your pussy."
I do notice that during certain times of my life, I write the dominant as strict & cold. While that can be the case, often, somewhere along the way I've acknowledged the love & care behind it. It's present here; he is giving her what she begged for, isn't he?