We’ve had a few drinks; our lips eagerly meeting, in between drags of a shared cigarette. I’ve not let you cum all week, but have teased and taunted you with photos and instructed edging. Will tonight be one of sweet release, or of utter frustration?
In the back of the car, I’ve started rubbing your leg, your inner thigh. I gently nibble your ear, whispering how much of a good slut you’ve been for me–quietly enough so the driver can’t hear above the radio. My jacket is now draped across your lap, giving me cover to play with your stiff cock. My fingers are tracing a silhouette around your head and shaft. I’m being discreet. Are you?
After a torturous 15 minute ride, we’re back at your place. You’ve managed not to cum, but you’re absolutely leaking. As you’re fumbling with your keys, I’m undoing your belt, urging you to hurry up. You’re so hard. Aching. Throbbing.
We’re finally inside your dark apartment. You’re pressing me up against the back of the door, finding my lips with yours. I whisper to you,
Have you been a good slut?
yes Miss
I can feel you grinning as I slowly unbutton your pants. You’re so willing. Will I be kind to you tonight? You’ve been so good, so patient, so obedient.
Your boxers are damp from excitement and eagerness. The ride home was difficult for you to take. I start slowly stroking your length through your boxers and you let out a moan…You’ve been waiting all week…
uuuhhh
Kneel.
You get on your knees like a good slut. I have you take my boots off, and kiss both of my feet.
I pull your hair and whisper,
Good boy.
uuhh…yes Miss
I light a few candles and beckon you over to the couch.
Sit down.
yes Miss
You obey. I straddle you and continue stroking, guiding your throbbing cock out of the opening of your boxers. Kissing and nibbling on your neck and ear. A thin string of precum dripping out of you from my touch. You’re twitching in my hand.
uuuhhh…oh Miss…
Unbutton me. Slowly.
yes Miss
I favor black dresses with small buttons down the front. It makes you so desperate and frustrated. Sweating, your breath is becoming more labored. I haven’t stopped stroking. I’m kissing you, telling you how good you’re doing, my back arched. You’re such a mess right now. You start unbuttoning a little too fast, so I have you button me back up to try again.
but Miss, please…
No, you have to start over
You button them back up, and try again. I’m still stroking you, tugging at your balls, rubbing the tip of your head with my thumb. Finally, you’re able to free the last button.
You may touch me.
thank you Miss
Your hands explore my hips and back. You’re hesitating. You’re so willing to please me, but are you permitted to?
I lead your hands up to my breasts, my skin has goosebumps from your touch. I find your mouth with mine and bite your bottom lip.
Go ahead and touch me, baby.
…uhhh…
You’re cupping my breasts, slowly, lightly, running your thumbs over my hard nipples. My back is arched. You’re making me whimper, it feels so good.
Do you want to feel how wet I am?
ohhhh yes Miss…please Miss
I guide one of your hands down to my panties.
I’m soaked…
You’re cock is twitching and you shudder. You’re finally able to feel how arosed I am, how well you’ve followed orders. I sit up higher on my knees, leading your fingers inside of me. You let out a small moan as you feel my excitement dripping out of me.
I want to cum.
yes Miss
Your hand and my body quickly find a rhythm. You’re kissing and nibbling my neck, my collarbone. Your free hand is on the small of my back, pushing me closer to you. You run your tongue over my nipple. I’m pulling your hair as you start gently sucking.
Mmm, good boy.
My breathing is getting heavier. I’m getting wetter. I’m grinding your fingers into my G-spot. You’re sucking harder now. My whole body aching with pleasure.
Bite me. Gently.
You do as instructed, biting my nipples lovingly, stroking them with your tongue. I let out a moan, as you take me over the edge. I’m gasping, and twitching, my wetness flooding onto your hand.
Aahh, very good boy.
I let you suck on your fingers, tasting me and your accomplishment. I rub a bit of my cum over the head of your cock, pulling you toward me and stroking with intent.
Miss, may i cum?
…No
You’re twitching, your hips bucking. Desperate for release. You’re so close. I just need to say the words… You’ve been so well behaved this whole week. You’ve gotten me to cum. Your balls are so full, aching.
please Miss. i did what you asked…
I tug your balls, firmly, and cup your chin with my other hand, making eye contact.
No. And, if you ask again, you’ll be put in your cage.
Not wanting to endure a night caged, you relent.
yes Miss…
I lead you into your bedroom. I have you undress me. Slowly, taking care to fold each item. You’re doing well with my instructions, but you’re so distracted. You don’t know if you’ve been this hard, this desperate, in your life. I lay down onto the duvet, and pat the spot next to me, invitingly. You join me, not knowing what’s in store for you.
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