Kitten,

At this minute, you’re entertaining people, talking to friends, enjoying yourself. You’re talkative, vivacious, outgoing, independent.

You’re free. Right now, no one is telling you what to do. No one is telling you to be still, to kneel. To obey.

Ah, but soon, my little Kitten. Soon I’ll take away all your choices. Soon, my obedient little one, you’ll kneel when I tell you to, swallow my cock when I tell you to, spread your legs when I tell you to. I’ll tell you to be still and you’ll obey. You’ll lie there without moving, submitting to whatever I want to do to you. As I take you, you’ll fight the urge to try to escape, to try to pull back from my big hard cock as it slowly thrusts into you. You want to obey; you also know that I won’t let you go, won’t let you pull away, and won’t stop until I’m deep inside you, thrusting and pounding against you.

And after that, Kitten, I’ll begin making those hard demands of your little body — the ones that make you shake your head and want to say “no.” But, again, you know it does no good: I’m going to use your body for my pleasure, push you to your limits, leave you bruised and aching and spent. It’s been too long since my cock has been deep in your throat, pussy, and ass, and it’s time for all of that. It’s time to break my Kitten, just a little.

So enjoy your freedom right now, Kitten. You’ll surrender it soon — all of it — and I’ll have my way with you.

Sir