All Yours

Working slowly and diligently. I give simple requests;

“Keep your hands above your head” and “Say ‘Yes Sir, Please and Thank You”.
I'm met with a scoff and witty remark. I punish this with a swift slap across his face to show I’m serious and he shouldn’t take me lightly. He tests my resolve and I push his limits till he’s so pent up that he starts acting like a feral animal, huffing and growling, snarling at me, teeth wet and glossy.
He both hates me and wants me. With him tied up and gagged, I humiliate him in this state by playing with him to my liking, edging him till he loses all focus.
He is not free till I say so, and that depends on how much torture he can take. he tries his luck and I punish him for his recklessness. The rope burrows deeper into his skin.

During the final release. When he’s been so conditioned to my commands, he sits up still glaring at me, eyes wild as I untie the ropes from his legs, then his waist and then his chest. his hands shaking from the torture I put him through. Finally, when he’s pure, raw, sexual energy ready to tear me limb from fucking limb. I lock eyes with him for a moment before giving back his power and all of mine with a kiss as my final command

“All Yours”

He explodes, lunging at me. He claws at my body, bites, spits and growls, Thirsty he bites at my breasts groping my ass clawing at my back, he lifts me up just to slam me back down again. His teeth carve out his frustration on my skin. He remembers my mouth, the one that taunted and teased him. His vengeance pulls my hair, slaps my face and chokes me while his tongue tells gratitude to mine. His hips crash into me, he's lost control of his body and he can barely hold himself up. He grips onto me for dear life, I see fear in his eyes. He throws me around and fucks me senselessly still enraged, still an unruly force. He’s shaking and sweating and he’s all mine god dammit. He could bring about the world's end, with your ivory fangs and maroon fur, how my body aches from you.

And then the fire goes out and he is but a boy and I am this mother, lover of all that I create and all that he becomes. “Sleep now, you did well to come this far” I soothe his ego. I let him suckle the same breast he tried to tear off, he mouths at the bite marks. I watch his claws coil inward, bits of my skin left in his nail bed. With his body relaxed, his sharp features now rounded soft, a different creature now clings to my bruised body. I caress his deep purple dip-dyed hair, it feels like soft tufts of fur.