I Like Long Walks on the Beach

Mal would chuckle, materializing a leather collar, with Eli inscribed on it, "You know dear, trying to lie to me dear." The collar would start squeezing slowly, choking her lightly. "Our first time, you asked for your mouth to be plugged with my meat before anything else." He'd bring his hand up from her naval piercing, groping her breasts roughly.

He'd loosen the collar, so it was normal and take his hand from her breast, placing it on her hip. "Yes dear."

Mal would look at Eli, gritting his teeth for a moment, contemplating his options. How about playing along, nope not in the mood for being the bottom rung right now. So either go big or go home it seems, she did say she liked the aggressive approach. "No." A single defiant word, strong as he acted.

Mal would kiss her roughly, preventing her from speaking, of course she did have his member in her hand and could turn it into a painful moment for him. He'd keep kissing her, slowly moving on top of Eli as he got rougher and more aggressive with the kiss, having the collar pull her down to the bed.

He'd run his fingers through her hair, not pressing against her hands hard but applying some pressure. Domination shown in his eyes, his voice was hard and demanding, a man in power, "Change of plans, you beg for me."

"Then don't." He said it all matter of fact like, shifting position so he was sitting over her shoulder, his knees under her arms and his member would be in her face.

"But if you don't, I'll be forced to relieve myself, and I'll be doing it, right here, so you can watch. That's playing nice, either you can watch me climax, front row, or you can make me climax, there's no losing for you dear." Perhaps he was letting his dominant personality take too much control, going too far, or perhaps he was being perfect, Mal was having trouble figuring it out.