My Kitten,

Lie back and spread your legs for me. Good girl.

“Be still, Kitten.”

Be still while I take hold of your throat and hold you gently but firmly down on the bed. Be still while I kneel beside you, my cock hard, only inches from your breast, and reach my hand down between your legs.

“Are you wet, Kitten?”

Be still as my fingers slowly open and explore you, spread your labia and feel how wet you are.

“Yes, Sir.”

My hand on your throat tightens slightly as I slowly turn your head to the side, my finger along your jaw holding you very still.

“You’re a good girl, Kitten. Be still while I enjoy your body.”

“Yes, Sir.” Your voice shakes just a little as you whisper it.

I slip two fingers deeply into you, my palm pressing against your clitoris. I lean forward and kiss your cheek, your neck just below the ear. I move slowly, deliberately, never releasing my grip on you.

Your hands move, lift slightly as my fingers thrust hard into you.

“Kitten. Don’t move.”

“Yes, Sir.”

I pause and wait for you to settle, and then begin thrusting my fingers into you again. I know you want to squirm, want to move, but you’re behaving well. Your lips are parted, your breathing fast and shallow.

I lean close and speak slowly and clearly: “Kitten, I’m going to release you. Don’t move. Don’t turn your head. Don’t move your hands. Be perfectly still. Do you understand me, Kitten?”

“Yes, Sir. Don’t move.”

“That’s right. Good girl.”

I release you, and moments later you feel me between your legs, my thighs brushing the insides of yours. And you know that I’m about to thrust my big, hard cock deep into you. But you don’t move, because I’ve told you to be still, and you’re obeying me.

And then my cock enters you, filling you, and you gasp and tip your head back and suddenly my body is on top of you, holding you down, and my cock is deep inside you, so deep it hurts, filling you completely and making it hard to breathe.

Soon, Kitten.

Love,
Your Querido