Is this love, My sweet little one? you wince, your muted scream of pain, as My fingers tease your limits, touch you as pleases Me. Such hard little Toys! their tenderness pleases My grasping greedy fingers.

you want to scream, in your growing arousal, in your exquisite, generous pain. your moan of need signals your ready submission to My touch. A nice round Toy estops your oral expressions of delight, the ball as perfectly round as your breasts.

Our new Toy inhibits your cry from My pleasurings, your lust is written on your very face. Your breasts, trussed, your red mouth stopped by red, you are my Toy to titillate,.....use, .....enjoy. Hush My sweet. Is this Love we feel?

I whisper my sweet nothings. You gasp as you feel your wetness grow, gather, prepare your inner wanting for My needy pleasures.

I shall have you, My sweet, My Toy. Your nipples are my delicate destructible Toys this eve. Surely this could be Love My sweet.

Watch Me now, sweet love, as I show you My inner needs, My Toys that might fulfill My needs. See with your soft heart My growing desire, as I fantasize that it is male, powerfully deep within Me.

Does the wind of need blow in both directions for you My little innocent? Is male penetration of desire, or do you wish for only my womanly caress.

Place your hand upon My two, and feel the power that instills My rise to glorious peaks of bliss. Feel the Toy as it uses Me, even as it will soon be buried as deep within your fertility.

Feel My large Toy as I pleasure the core of My need, My desires, My hard, randy, wanton greed.

This is not love My little peach, this is but crass fantasy, of debasing sort. Come little one, let us play once again, together, communing with our bodies rising to delight.

Little innocent, let your thighs caress your breasts. Pull your thighs neath your arms. Let the hard phallus tease your extended, pleasuring tongue, your soft lips of both.

Learn to please those of most innocent usings. Feel the pleasure of penetration, by male, by mine, by fantasies.

Touch your innocent rose of extra pleasures. Yes, play with the prick beyond the membrane. Cause the cock to jiggle as your finger teases it within your wetness, even as your finger is deep within your virgin innocent ass.

Yes My little love, I feel My heart reaching for your love. Do you feel the soft smooth sensation of tenderness I feel for you? Is it our turn to Love yet, My little slut?

Look! Do you see My blue Toy, My little randy whore? With this shall I fuck you beyond your innocent desire. With this shall I receive My pleasures from your wetness, your depths, your very core. Your body is Mine to use, to have, to fill with hard pleasures of the night. But.......My sweet, at morning's light, ........will We call this Love?

Come, My little love, let Me explore your virgin bottom, your round firm globes of smacking pleasures. Oh! This sweet small roundness has not blemish! We must rectify this failing.

Bring me yonder Toy, sweet delight! Yes! That is the one! The paddle of purification, of improvement, of correction. Yes, place your hand on its round grip. Mmmm, yes, now bend forward, rest your chest, those sweet nipples so tender now, upon the surface that will support you through your learning.

Oh yes! Surrender to your inner need to feel the slash of the paddle. Harder My little tender fleshed lover! Punish your clear skinned bottom for being apart from Me. You should have been here to fulfill My need much earlier you know!

Enough, little tearful one, rest now, as I ease within your tender womb.