…okay this looks super off to me… let me know if y’all can understand this… I feel like it’s hard to understand….
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Monoma Neito:
Monoma isn’t usually one to give up his control. He is always the one taking the lead, calling the shots, and giving out orders. To challenge him in any of these things would be sure to end you up with a red, sore ass.
However, he was interested in your little suggestion. He wanted to see what you were capable of doing when you took the lead and acted as the ‘conductor’ of your sexual activities together.
At first, he would have only said yes to amuse both you and himself, wanting to give you a taste of what his role was like, but eventually that would all change. As soon as you came out wearing a nice latex bodysuit and a cute little bunny mask, he could feel all his amusement leave his body and be replaced with the overwhelming power of lust.
His mouth would go dry and he would instantly sit up, readying himself to grab you and pin you down, but you would stop him, placing your black high heel clad foot against his chest and push him back into the pillows of his bed. You’d raise a single finger and wag it at him, your plump red stained lips curving upwards in a smile, one that he knew had given you all too often. With your voice smooth and heavy with lust, you would tell him: “None of that tonight, love. You’re under my control now. What I say, goes and if you choose not to listen… well, let’s just say that it won’t be pretty.”
And like that, he was drowning in everything that was you.
When you tied his arms and legs to the four corners of the bed, leaving him bare and exposed and aching for your touch, he had let you without complaint. He was in no state to deny you of what you wanted, not when you looked so appetizing in your outfit and the way that the authoritative voice you put on made you even sexier. He needed to feel you, to have you take his cock and bring him to his sweet release.
He let you toy with him, tease him in so many different ways that he swore he should have combusted into flames ten times over. From the kitten licks you gave his cock to the painful yet oh-so pleasurable stings of your spanks, Monoma could feel himself cracking, wanting so bad to finally have the real thing and come to the most mind numbing orgasm he had ever had, but he knew he wouldn’t get that until your say so.
It’s what he has done to you so many times, smirking down at you as you cry and beg for release.
By the end of the night, that’s exactly how he had ended up; crying, gasping, and pleading for your to ride him. His cock was painfully red and the sweat that once covered his body was now soaking the sheet below him. Light burns lay below the ropes at his arms from how much he had been struggling to set himself free in attempts to finally have you on top of him, his clock deep inside you and ready to burst.
When you gave in to his desires, he felt his whole world shatter before being set aflame along with his body. Everything seemed so intense and vibrant and steamy when you sheathed his cock inside you, making him moan and whimper louder than he ever has in times like these. He called your name time and time again, tears streaming down his face as you looked down at him, slowly riding his cock, hands around his neck and your red stained lips set in a triumphant smile.
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