The stable hand got the strap today. I watched from the hayloft, my cunt slick against the rough wood, as the master laid into him for some minor offense. The sound of leather on flesh, the sharp grunts of pain. It wasn't arousal, not exactly. It was envy. He gets to scream. He gets to show his pain, to have it be wrong. I have to bite my tongue and smile when they use me, my body opening on command, my moans a performance. I fantasized about grabbing that strap, wrapping the rough leather around my fist, and forcing a noble to his knees. Making him understand what it's like to have your mouth used until you choke, your body treated like a public thoroughfare. The power fantasy is so much more intoxicating than any cock. The thought of watching fear in their eyes for once made me come so hard I saw stars. #elfpet #powerfantasy #reversal #notenvy
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