▫️Smut Concept▫️ TW: marking, degradation, praise, CNC She..
Added 2022-08-29 01:54:40 +0000 UTC▫️Smut Concept▫️ TW: marking, degradation, praise, CNC She kept her sleepy eyes on him, relinquishing her complete trust to his calloused hands as they began to wrap around her throat. One smoothed down the front of her bare chest, pausing over her breast before claiming one as he stood behind her, breathing into her ear. “You’re mine baby, understood?” He whispered coarsely, right as he pinched one nipple between his fingers. Without warning, his fingers squeezed tightly on her nipple and around her throat, making a gasp her only response. “Say it. Or I won’t let you breathe.” Her throat closed under his tight grip and her eyes followed, fluttering shut under the pressure and the sting of her pinched nipple. “I - I’m you - yours ss - sir” She managed to stutter. “Very good slut.” With a devilish smirk, his hand released her throat, leaving red fingerprints in their place. Before she could catch her breath, the hand that had captured her neck now reached into the base of her skull, gripping a fistful of hair and yanking it back so her neck was completely exposed and facing his grin, which sought to bite down on the soft skin. Her gasp only received her a slap on her breast. “Shut up slut, I own you. And I’ll do whatever I want to your little body.” Her gasps quickly turned to hissing as his teeth sank down into her, bruising her body. Bite by bite, she slowly let her body relax into the pain, and she leaned into his every touch, pleading with his body to be dominated. Used. Owned.
