I’m wearing the cuffs you like

I’m wearing the cuffs you like, Sir—the ones that click shut and remind me I’m property. My pussy is already swollen from the plug you made me wear all day. I’ve been clenching around it, whimpering, waiting for you to replace it with something bigger, meaner, yours. Spank me until I squirt on your lap like the filthy pig I am. Make me clean it up with my tongue while you laugh. Then fuck me until I black out from cumming too hard. I’m nothing without your cruelty, Master. Call and remind me.