Selfish Demanding Old Brute

Kitten,

Kneel.

Tonight, that’s all I want from you. I want you to kneel. I want to see you, naked, your hands resting on your thighs, your eyes down, your lips slightly parted, waiting for me to do with you what I want.

You know exactly what I want. I want to walk around you, slowly, enjoying your naked body. I want to run my hand along your hair, hold your neck tightly in my hand. I want to lightly slap your pretty little ass, and cup each breast in my and and pinch your nipples. I want to put my hand on your cheek and look at you, enjoying my pretty young obedient submissive Kitten.

And then I want to stand in front of you and pull off my shirt, and feel your lips pressed against my stomach as I unfasten my belt. I want you to sit back and wait as I unzip my pants and pull out my cock — wait with your lips parted, eagerly but obediently, my big hard cock just inches from your mouth.

I want, sweet little kitten, to feel your lips around my cock. I want to feel the warmth of your mouth. I want to feel your tongue swirling around the head of my cock, your fingers tightly gripping the shaft. I want you to eagerly and devotedly service your old dom, showing me how much you enjoy my cock. I want you to lick it, kiss it, swallow it as deeply into your throat as you can.

I’ll tell you to look at me, even though I know how hard that is for you. I’ll slowly stroke my cock as you look up at me, my hand under your chin so that you can’t turn away. I’ll hold you like that for a moment, the I’ll release you and plunge my cock back into your mouth and throat.

Today, tonight, that’s all I want, Kitten: your lips, your tongue, your throat, and your complete wanton and obedient devotion to my cock. I want you to kneel there, wet, squirming, hungrily licking and sucking my cock, waiting for me to fill your mouth, waiting for me to tell you to swallow it all, to swallow every drop.

You could suck my cock for an hour tonight, Kitten, and I’d want more. I’ll take you soon, have you in every way, leave you aching and exhausted. But, right now, it’s your utter and wanton abandon, your eager and obedient service, that I think about.

Soon, Kitten.

Love,
Sir

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