Craving His Collar

Craving His Collar

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Mistress By Mistress_Of_The_Seas Updated Jun 16

"Look at me when I speak to you, Adam."
I scolded. 
His hands twitched to cover his arousal and I watch as his hung head slowly lifted. His blue eyes peeked up at me from below his eyelashes. Blue, nervous eyes locked with my brown eyes and he whispered. 
"I'm... s..sorry."
I grinned to myself. Why can't he admit that he is submissive? His body proves it, his mind thinks it, all I need is for his mouth to say it. He must call me "Mistress". If he doesn't then I can not keep toying with him. He has to accept.
I glare at him, locking my eyes with his.
"You're forgetting something, Adam." I prompted. He swallowed nervously shoving his hands more against his growing arousal. He trembled keeping eye contact with me. He whimpered and spoke.
"I'm... I'm sorry M-


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WARNING: MATURE READERS 
May included harsh sexual themes and profanity

Oh of course you are. Never seen such a submissive person before^^