"So, what do you want?"
"You. I don't know how to say it."
"Oh?"
Sitting cross-legged, I move his hand closer to my cunt.
"Oh? You want this?" he smirked as he tickled my foot.
"Aaahahahaha! That's my foot!"
"I know you moved my hand there!"
"Silly."
"Why should I?"
"Pet has made Mister very happy this past week."
"True." Nodding. "What else?"
"Pet wants Mister to make her cum." Cheeks turning red, voice becoming smaller.
"So... what did you just do?"
"I used the bathroom?"
"No. What are you doing now?"
"Negotiating?"
"No..."
"....." my eyes squint and I refuse to answer.
"Does it sound a lot like... pegging?"
A smile creeps across my face, a sly sideway glance.
"Hmm?" His hand moves closer to my cunt.
I nod slowly.
"What do good girls do?"
"Stay wet for Mister."
"And you're very wet, Pet."
"Mhmm."
[Conversational Microcosm Writing Challenge.]
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