I want to play.
My wet and aching pussy begs me to touch it. I want to finger each of my tight little holes while I caress my throbbing clit, squirming and bucking while I reach climax, my body pulsing and rocking as I cry out.
I promised to behave, though. I touch the bell on the collar that Master has given to me not so long ago, reminding myself whose property I am. My body belongs to Master, for his pleasure. My pleasure is pleasing him. Cumming when he tells me to, like an obedient girl. Waiting for his permission. Asking Master which hole he'd like to fuck, and begging him to punish my tight cunt or ass when I've been bad. And sometimes even when I haven't been. I like it to hurt sometimes, just a bit, as he stretches me open and fills me up. I enjoy the satisfaction of being owned and used, like a whore.
I jingle the bell again. I am Master's pet. His little cockslut. And I will wait for his return, a time at which I fully expect to be wide-eyed and desperate for his affection.
"Please, Master? Oh please. Please take me... I've been so good for you. I need your cock inside me."
"Beg for it, you little whore. Tell Master how good it feels to have your little cunt fucked. It belongs to me. So do you. Take it, slut. Take it like a good girl."
I want Master to tie me to his bed when he returns, holding me down and fucking me as I struggle through my orgasms. I want to feel his hot cum shooting into my soaking wet pussy, filling me up until it leaks out of my cunt, leaving me a disgrace. I want Master to bite me, hard, on the shoulder and neck, tasting me and leaving marks on his property. His marks. Marks that let me and the world know that I am his fucktoy.
I feel insatiable. I can feel the juices from my swollen pussy all over my inner thighs, running down to meet my tight little asshole.
"Fuck my ass Master, please? I'll be a good girl for you and take it all, even if it hurts. Will you spank me while you're buried deep inside me? Oh Master please... I want to be your anal slut. Oh god please fuck me..."