Lowering you gently to your hands and knees I reach back toward your now soaked pussy and drag a fingertip up between your silky lips. You shudder and gasp at the direct touch which only serves to heighten your already needy state.
"My pet," I begin, "thank you for your candor and openness about wanting to be taken or to make love. I appreciate your honesty and the polite manner with which you made the request. However, asking me to make love to you is not the correct protocol nor respectful of a Master. Indeed, in asking you are seeking self-fulfillment as opposed to giving your submission or providing service. I appreciate and respect the loving spirit with which you intended the request but again, you are not to be making requests for your fulfillment but rather offers to address mine."
You look quizzically up at me as I circle the tip of a finger around your hot and slick opening, stretching a probing ever so slightly, raising your arousal perceptibly higher and higher. You begin to fairly pant as my wet fingertip drops to your sensitive clit and circles it attentively.
"What I am saying is that making requests of your Master will likely result not only in not getting what you want, but in getting just the opposite. So in this instance, not only am I not going to take you, but I am not even going to touch you. In essence, I am telling you to go fuck yourself. Literally."
"Come with me."
Caption © For the Love of A Submissive, 2012