Taming the Bratty you

Transcript

You're finally awake, babe. It took quite a while to wake you up. Why would you fall asleep right when you came home? When you know we had plans.

Can you tell me the reason? I really would love to know why you would do that. Come on, speak up.

I want to know why you did that. I was quite clear when I said, once you get home, get ready, wasn't I? Don't look at me like that.

You know you have to behave sometimes. I don't mind you being bratty from time to time. But you know what you agreed on when you fell in love with me.

I don't accept that you're just lazy around so much. No, what's with that look? You think I won't do anything? No, come on.

You know that this is not the case. I for sure could teach you a little lesson why you should not behave like that. You have to be good, you know.

And I want you to be always good. Not any way different. Hey, you know what? Because you're already in bed, why don't we have a little fun? I hear when you're sleepy, you will fear things way more than you would normally.

And I would love to play with your tie around a little. Just for now with your ties. Bite them, squeeze them, rub them.

Just have a little bit fun with that beautiful body of yours. You smell delicious love. At least you didn't forget to shower.

You're so cute, you know that? If only you weren't so pretty, then it would be so much better. You would deserve so many more rewards.

And not so many kisses. You're so cute, you know that? At least you didn't forget to shower.

And not so many punishments. Or maybe that is just how you are. Maybe you just want those punishments.

So hey, tell me babe, what is it? Is it that you like being pretty because you know you will be punished? Or is there another reason? Is it just the nature of you being so, so pretty? Come on, tell me.

Come on, I want to know. Why are you making those cute noises? I just want to know what the reason behind this.

But I'm really questioning myself right now. Who is really enjoying this? Is it me? Or maybe is it more you? I kind of think it's the second one.

You really seem to enjoy when I rub your body. Those little noises that you make, they are so, so sweet. So helpless.

So adorable. So addicting. I want to hear them more.

I want to hear more little noises of you. Those sweet, sweet little sounds that you make with your beautiful mouth. Hey, come on.

Tell me, am I the one showing it? Or is it in reality you? Don't hide it.

Don't be pretty. Come on, tell me. It's you.

So you can tell the truth. I'm so proud of you. You're doing amazing, babe.

And yes, it's definitely you. You sweet, little addicting noises. When I bully you, I touch your body.

They're not the noises that I want to hear. Not the soft little, stop it, da da da da da. No, I want to hear the beautiful noises that you make.

When you let your voice out. And those slow, little whimpering noises that come out of your beautiful, kissable mouth. Come on, don't hold back.

Let me hear more of that. I could listen to it all day. And you know what the fun part is? When I bully you, it comes out even more.

You really are such a brat that wants to be tamed, don't you? It fits you, you know. That is how I met you.

Always stuck up. Telling people what to do. Always being like, hey, bring me that.

Do that. Create that for me. In reality, you just want to get pushed on.

You want me to kiss you, to rub you, to do unspeakable things with you. And you're not even denying it right now. You're just slowly accepting it.

But hey, that is not bad, you know. Just accept the little things in life. And you will always feel like that.

And I promise you, you will love it every single second of the day. Like at this moment. It feels good, doesn't it? To just listen.

Not to be that bratty. And just listening and obeying. I know that I'm evil.

And I don't mind it at all. But I can see those cute little expressions in your face. I can feel it.

You're slowly letting go, aren't you? You're slowly starting to accept that. And that is why I'm so obsessed with you.

You're just so sweet. It makes me want more of you and more. But that's okay.

You should always be like that. And I will always punish you. Like you deserve to be.

Why do I feel like you're so on the edge? But you know what? You deserve that.

You deserve being on the edge. No more, no less. Your head hanging there.

So helpless. So sweaty. So sweet and delicious.

It makes me want to look at you more and more. Being like this. But you know what? I'm gonna leave you like that.

I'm gonna stop here. Gonna see that face that is full of. ..

When you're looking at me like that, that is the expression that I meant. That face that wants more and more. But even if you want more, you know that you won't get more.

It's not my fault, you know. You were the one that was so, so pretty. So handle it now.

Take it as a punishment. Be on the edge. Be quiet and accept your fate.

And maybe the next time I can show you what heavens feel like. So be good and relax and close your eyes, okay? I'm so proud of you, darling.

You're slowly starting to learn.