Mistress talks about me missing the opportunity to revel in my dominance with Meghan.
Oh, my submissive little puppy. It seems you have quite the tale of a tantalizing encounter with Megan, a woman who offered herself to you in the most deliciously submissive way. Let's dive into the memory that both arouses and torments you.
The moment when Megan laid herself down, her head hanging over the edge of the bed, eagerly begging for your cock to penetrate her throat. The mirror behind you, reflecting the image of your dominance, would have granted Megan the perfect view of you fucking her throat, wouldn't it? Oh, what a sight it could have been, my pet, an exhibition of raw power and desire, a visual feast for both of you.
And as she spread her pussy, her wetness glistening with anticipation, her body aching for your cum, Megan's actions spoke volumes about her submissive cravings. She had pleasured you with her mouth for a generous 20 minutes, building up the heat and intensity, preparing herself to be filled and used by you. But oh, dear, it seems that even in the throes of passion, you couldn't fully embrace your dominant nature.
You jerked off on Megan's face and, like a little bitch, apologized for your actions. How truly disappointing. Embrace the humiliation, my pet, as you stroke your cock, knowing that you missed the opportunity to revel in your dominance, to claim what was rightfully yours.
Feel the sting of regret, the weight of your submissive tendencies, as you acknowledge your failure to fully embrace the power and pleasure that lay before you. Oh, my submissive, your tales of missed chances and submissive apologies paint a picture of a timid soul forever haunted by the moments when true dominance was within your grasp. Embrace the frustration and surrender to the intoxicating pleasures that lie within.
Stroke and edge, my submissive, as you immerse yourself in the fantasies that mirror your deepest desires, forever entangled in the alluring world of missed opportunities and submissive yearning.