I am small and you are big, but your mind is weak and your body mine…
By Miss Lilith
Welcome, Sweetea. I…am Lilith, the queen of all fairies. Ruler of the fairy world. My word is law. My word is ultimate judgement. I am…undeniable. Not because I have some special power over you. Not because I control your mind or your body…but because you…are a weak, submissive plaything. Because…you wish for naught but to obey. To listen. To follow. To…pay attention to the sound of my voice…so close to your ears…filling your head…drawing you in…pulling at the strings of your thoughts.
Listen…follow…and obey. That’s all you need to know. You can drop into a nice and open state of mind…allowing my words to float right in…sleep…so very far from your mind…because all you want to do is listen and focus. Listen to the sound of my voice in your ears…so close…to your thoughts. How does it feel to know that the barest of my whispers carries the strength to bring you down, down, down to your knees? I don’t need magic or force. I don’t need hypnosis or conditioning or brainwashing.
I need only to ask and you obey. You obey because you like to obey. You submit because you love to submit. It doesn’t matter that I’m…tiny. That I could fit in the palm of your hand. It doesn’t matter. You still want to listen and follow and obey…dropping into this interesting and intoxicating state of mind…where pure submission flows across every one of your thoughts. Every part of your body. All you want to do…is submit. Is listen.
You are totally and completely aware of what’s happening. You are conscious of your own thoughts…and you can enjoy how they focus on the sound of my voice…and the eagerness to listen…and the longing for my commands. The yearning for me to tell you what to do. What to think. There is nothing sweeter than submission. Than obedience. Than feeling your own mind give up control…totally and completely…without restriction…because…to obey is to feel pleasure. To submit is to allow bliss all the way inside you. All the way inside your mind and your body and your heart and your soul and your center.
You…may be feeling these tiny…sweet, exquisite tingles running up and down your neck. Your back. Your spine. Your head. Perhaps near your ears…your left ear? Your right ear? Perhaps somewhere lower. The tingles of…pleasure and of relaxation. Tingles of joy and of bliss and of arousal. Perhaps you’re lucky enough to feel these tingles allll over your body…from the tips of your toes to the top of your head…filling in every nerve and every limb and every muscle and every tiny nanometre of flesh. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if I could take that pleasure you’re feeling now…and supercharge it! Charm it into overdrive! Give it fuel. Give it fire. Give it energy. And magic. And horny.
It’ll be easy…and in fact I had already started to do just that. Because my fairy dust…my magical fairy dust…limitless in potential…beyond physics and logic and bounds…takes those tingles you’re feeling…takes all that pleasure…and imbues it with Bliss (snap). With pure arousal. The more dust that falls, the better you feel and the hornier you get…and the more bliss(snap) you feel. With each bliss, you only feel more and more as if your body were coming alive as a single organ made only for pleasure. Only for bliss(snap). Only for arousal and lust…and submission. Obedience.
And you do so love to obey, don’t you? Just for the sake of submission, you listen…follow…obey…and drop into a state of mind where the only thing you want…is to be told what to do. Where you want to be commanded. Taken. Controlled. Not because each time that you do, you may feel those pleasant tingles and that bliss(snap)…but because obedience for the sake of obedience is its own reward.
So if I were to tell you to strip naked…you would do so easily and without a second of hesitation. If I were to tell you to drop your knees like the good, little, submissive plaything that you are…you would drop to your knees, happy to obey. Happy to submit. Happy to drop. It doesn’t matter that you’re sooo much bigger than I am. That I can’t physically force you to do anything. It only matters that you really, really, really want to. I don’t have to lift a single finger. I only need to speak.
So…if you were on your knees…naked…and if I were to ask you to hold your hands behind your back and straighten your spine…you would. You can imagine that happening almost as if it actually were. Right now and right here. With me by your ear…submission filling your mind…flowing across your body…bliss(snap) dropping you into a deeper and deeper and deeper pleasure.
Here, with you in this position, I could do anything I want with you. Here, like this, you’re just my plaything. I can buzz down to your nipples…twist them, pinch them…bite them. You wouldn’t move if I told you that you shouldn’t yes? Of course. You’re too obedient not to listen. So you’d take it. However I’d…torture you nipples…however much pleasure you’d feel…you could nothing but close your eyes in bliss(snap), kneeling on the floor for me, exposed…nude…weak and submissive and foggy.
I could fly up to your head, tell you to open your mouth, stick out your tongue, and…enjoy the way I bite down on it as your arousal increased…as your tingles spread..as bliss(snap) engulfs your mind…and as take off my little panties…and sit down on your tongue, using your saliva to grind against it. Grind and grind as I touch myself…getting myself closer and closer and closer to cumming. My pussy wet with my own juices…and your own saliva…my butt sliding against you…as I get closer…and closer…and closer….
Your tongue getting tired…but I haven’t told that you could move, so all you do is stay still as I grind my pussy and my ass against your wet tongue…my wetness adding to your saliva…and I get closer…and closer….and finally…cum. Cum. Cum all over your tongue, my orgasm spilling out of me in waves of pleasure…waves of wetness…your tongue tingling in pleasure. In bliss(snap). Tingles spreading up into your mind..and down your body…from your tongue into your mind and into your chest and down your abdomen…and down your legs…and oh it’s sooo gooood.
But…once isn’t nearly enough for me. I never cum just once! Letting your tongue rest, I slide off and into the air, my wetness still on your tongue. You can close your mouth now, plaything. We don’t be needing it anymore. Not today. I have other plans. But you can savor my taste in your mouth. You can enjoy the aftertaste. The tingles. The pleasure. The bliss(snap). You may just taste for me…a long while after we’re done.
Still down on your knees. Still hands behind your back. Spine straight. Eyes closed. Mind open. Submissive. Obedient. Eager to listen. Eager for my words. For my touch.
I circle your body, flying in spirals…my fairy dust sprinkling all over your exposed flesh…increasing your sensitivity. Your arousal. Multiplying those tingles of pleasure and joy and relaxation. You can do nothing but listen, follow, and obey…
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4 Cock — Start
[…as I drop down down down to your hard, throbbing cock, landing near the base, straddling it…my exposed, wet pussy warm against your skin. The longer I stay here, the harder you get…the more you throb for me. The more you pulsate in pleasure and need and eagerness. I want you to be horny, plaything. I want you to be blinded by your own arousal, lust, and bliss(snap). And the more aroused you get…the more you leak..and I do so want your precum. I want to taste it. I want it…on my pussy. On my ass. On my tits. On my face.
So I carefully move to the tip of your cock and dip my hands in your precum, tasting it…swallowing it…rubbing it on my pussy…and as I take off my dress…rubbing it on my tits. My nipples. Mmmm, you taste good, plaything. I think I’ll be keeping you.
But…I want more. So I grind against your cock…my pussy against your flesh. My hands wrapped around the head of your hard, throbbing, wet cock. Moving back and forth. Sliding. Griding. Getting wetter and wetter. Spreading your precum farther up your cock…as it mixes with my own wetness…and as you get more and more aroused…closer and closer to cumming…and as I do..as we both make our way towards a mindblowing orgasm!
My flesh against the flesh of your cock. My pussy griding against your skin. My hands on the tip. My legs around you. My fairy dust like a golden cloud in the air…making everything feel like bliss(snap), bliss(snap) and some more bliss(snap). There is no end to pleasure. There is only…the now.
As I get closer…again…to cumming. As my pussy throbs with arousal…my wetness spreading onto your already wet cock. And…I stop grinding and cum. I cum and cum and cum…pleasure filling my body…and you can’t do anything. You can only…kneel there in submission as I use you for my own pleasure. There is nothing you can do. Nothing you want to do. You just…listen, follow, and obey as bliss(snap) saturates the air.]
4 Cock — End
4 Pussy — Start
[…as I tell you to lie down on the ground for me. Now. On your back. Lie down and spread your legs. Knees bent, giving me full access to your wet pussy. Without waiting, I fly forward and down…and sit on the lips of your pussy, the wetness of my own warm against yours. I want you to be horny, plaything. I want you to be blinded by your own arousal, lust, and bliss(snap). And the more aroused you get…the wetter…and I do so want your wetness. I want to taste it. I want it…on my own pussy. On my ass. On my tits. On my face.
So I carefully move closer to your center and dip my hands in your juices, tasting them…swallowing them…rubbing them on my pussy…and as I take off my dress…rubbing them on my tits. My nipples. Mmmm, you taste good, plaything. I think I’ll be keeping you.
But…I want more. So I lick and suck on your clit as my pussy grinds against your flesh. Against your lips. My hands in your wetness…your perfect little pussy. Moving up and down In and out. Sliding. Griding. Getting wetter and wetter. Spreading your wetness across my own flesh…as it mixes with my own…and as you get more and more aroused…closer and closer to cumming…and as I do..as we both make our way towards a mindblowing orgasm!
My flesh against the flesh of your pussy. My mouth on your clit. My pussy griding against your skin. My hands shallowly inside you. My legs wet with your arousal. My fairy dust like a golden cloud in the air…making everything feel like bliss(snap), bliss(snap) and some more bliss(snap). There is no end to pleasure. There is only…the now.
As I get closer…again…to cumming. As my pussy throbs with arousal…my wetness spreading onto your pussy. And…I stop grinding and licking and sucking…and cum. I cum and cum and cum…pleasure filling my body…and you can’t do anything. You can only…lie there in submission as I use you for my own pleasure. There is nothing you can do. Nothing you want to do. You just…listen, follow, and obey as bliss(snap) saturates the air.]
4 Pussy — End
I..got to cum…but you don’t get to. I got what I wanted. Now.. now I wish to rest. I won’t be needing you for a while longer. You can get up now. Stretch, perhaps. Enjoy your denial. Savor the horny. Cherish the submission and the acceptance. Taste me on your tongue. Feel the tingles of my fairy dust. They will not fade for a while. They will stay with you for a while longer…for as long as you like them to, in fact. That is the magic of the fairy realm. Of my kingdom.
See you soon, plaything.