★︎│︎dominant könig

You did this, it was all your fault. The way his pants are painfully tight because of his erection is no one else’s fault but yours. So why couldn’t you fix it?

König held your wrists together above your head with just one hand, with him on top of you making sure not press any of his body weight onto your very smaller form. That’s what he loved so much about you, you are so small compared to him. Like a little puppy that needs a master to submit to.

And he would gladly be your master.

“Never take your eyes off of your target.” He scolded, his german accent thick and laced within his deep voice. Yet he never let you from beneath him. He liked this, no, loved it. The way that he knew you couldn’t get from beneath him no matter how hard you tried.

He was way stronger than you and used that to his advantage. But while you were struggling to get up, he was wondering how his cock would look thrusting in and out of your cunt while he had you in a mating press.