Switchmeginger

Mistress how might I beg for Your attention: Would You like to hear and see me beg for You to fuck my ass and eat Your pussy. I mean seriously beg and grovel, not just mew and play at getting Your attentions. Would it please You to restrain my arms above my head, and spread my legs wide with the bar, whip in Your hand and the shock collar attached to my locked nuts? Would You like to have me facing the tv, while You play the porn videos You've approved for me to watch? Forcing me to arousal, as I strain and swell against my cage, the zap and smack, a cycle over and over again. The pink ball gag You like might help muffle my cries, but soon I'll be dribbling drool down my chest, like a pathetic bitchboi. I imagine as my eyes start to water a little, You'll laugh at the pathetic sight of me, my chastity tears dripping down between my legs. And how long will You leave the nipple clamps on me, the little bells jingling every time you strike or shock me? How red would you like to see my back, my butt, my thighs, my tiny balls? How many times would You like to turn up the shock strength, to deploy another zap to me? And how long would You like to caress and teaze my skin, only to deploy another zap when I've just begun to relax? How long would You like to tease my ass with Your strap on, gliding the tip back and forth through my crack, then pressing just gently against my asshole to start to open it, then viscously laugh while You step back and provide another flurry of strikes across my hind? How many times would You like to hear me beg for You to take my ass with Your dick, how exhausted would You like to see me, how penitent and broken do You want me, before You finally stick Your dick in my ass?

And how long would You like to fuck me, as You tell me that my muffled and gagged cries of 'thank you' should become begged cries for the opportunity to worship You Glorious Vagina? How soar and tired do You want to be from pounding my ass, while shocking my balls, over and over again? How long would You like to listen to me as I beg to worship You with the muffled cries of an exhausted, used, and humiliated bitchboi, in between my moans? When would You decide You have heard enough that You will pull Your dick out of my soar and gaping ass, draw me down to the ground, and sit on top of my face so that I might worship Your Greatness? Woul You like to continue shocking me, as a reminder of Your benevolence, and how quickly I should draw breath, before You bless me with smothering my face beneath Your greatness again, and tell me to drive my tongue deep in You...