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“…but I don’t know how to beg,” she said very earnestly. I looked at her trying to read her subtle body language and facial expressions. “Is she playing some sort of a game with me?” I thought to myself. I lean back into the sofa, tilt my head and look at her.
“Tell me how to beg,” she requests.
“I can’t tell you how to beg, that defeats the purpose of begging,” I turn my head as I turn off the television. I focus back upon her, “It has to come from you. It can be either a statement or just a word, but it must come from you- deep within you.”
She looks at me, almost with a pout, “.. but I don’t know.” She lowers herself from the sofa onto the floor. She seems frustrated. I put my hand on her head and stroke her head. She begins to rub my knee.
“Hmm..” I look down at her and gently touch her face. My subtle cue for her to look up at me.
“Begging is a demonstration of submission- but a single facet of a beautiful submissive,” She looks up at me and a smile starts to light up on her face. She seems to enjoy when I start being long winded and verbose. I did as well.
“You have to use those passions,” I lean down slightly and put my hand on her chest above her heart. I feel a strong, fast rhythm.
“These passions stir within you as a fire and like all passions- it heats our thoughts. It is at these moments, we have to be mindful of these thoughts. These very thoughts become manifestations of our actions- physical representations into the physical world.”
I lower my hand to feel her stomach. I rub it in small circular motions. She closes her eyes and lowers her head.
“Now let it burn in you. Let them stir in you. Something without form. No words. Just a moaning.”
I feel her under my hand, a slight tremble- a low groan escapes from her.
“Now, without thinking now- let it rise from you- this formless feeling. Rise up your body,” My hand follows the path up her torso, between her breasts. The low groan slowly became louder. My hand comes to her throat. I grab it firmly, but gently. “Now let the formless feeling, this energy take form.”
She trembles.
“Let this form become thought,” I slightly motion my hand to raise her chin. Without thinking she understands to raise her head. “Now this thought, manifest into a word.”
I squeeze her throat tighter, lean into her ear and whisper.
“Beg to me.”
I release her throat, but still hold on to her neck. I feel the breathing quicken. She opens her eyes and gasps. I turn and lean into her with my ear close to her lovely mouth.
“P.. p..” She stutters. She not afraid, just nervous energy.
“Beg to me.”
I repeat again. She swallows. Attempts to catch her breath.
“Beg to me.”
A word begins to form.
Just one word comes out as she lays her head upon my lap.
“Please.”
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