I LOVE VEE

pov my brain:

I need Vee on my bed, whimpering and vulnerable. Crying out my name continuously as she looks up at me with a scared, delicate, and loving gaze. I want her to know who she belongs to as she bounces up and down repeatedly going faster and fast as time goes on. Not able to do anything but obey me and the strings tied around her wrists making sure she doesn’t escape. I want her to scream my name audibly until she loses his voice. I want her to push herself so hard she can’t walk for weeks. I want the slapping sound of skin to echo though the room.

WTF isthat

Me:I Hate Vee |MY brainhots 1 escondo later:

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