Coercion – Breakdown, pt. 2

Amanda stared at herself in her full length mirror for several minutes.

Her brown hair was thrown back behind her shoulders. Her breasts jutting out from behind the lace of her bra, dark nipples barely hidden behind the white fabric. The blue pantia she wore were cotton fabric, a slight white imprint could be visible to the front.

She had been standing here since she drove home in a daze. Walking up the steps to her apartment, and sliding the key into the lock, placing her purse on the table; all actions of some other person now.

She didn’t know what to feel. She didn’t know how to feel. She stared at herself seeing the curves of her hips and her breasts. Her clear, creamy skin only mared by a splattering of freckles on her high cheekbones. She saw the slight space between her thighs leading down to her ankles and feet.

She needed to shower.

Turning from the mirror, she grabbed an extra large t-shirt and a red set of cotton panties. When she got to the restroom, she turned the water on, steam immediately rising from the base. She pulled the lever to divert the water to the shower head and waited for the water to resume steaming.

Removing her bra and panties, she threw them into the corner and stepped into the shower feeling the prickle of the hot water sting her upper torso and run down to her hips. She dipped her head under the water, letting it fall over her face.

She saw his eyes, his face. She heard his voice, his commands. Leaning against the shower wall with one arm, she moved her hand up to her breast. Slightly squeezing the nipple, she felt the familiar tingle between her legs. She turned her face up to the water, feeling the stinging needles on her eyelids.

“Do you know how we punish those…”

His words trailed off, her hand moved down her belly until her fingers touched her swollen lips. Peeling them back she ran her index finger and middle finger on either side of her clitoris.

“You’re not going to stop until I tell you too..”

She could see his head thrown back, almost feel his shaft sliding across her lips again and she continued to work her fingers around her clitoris. Her wetness mingled with the shower water. She could feel herself begin to grow weak, the wave inside of her building.

“You will look at me the entire time…”

Arching her back, she pressed her breasts against the cold shower wall. She inserted her fingers into her, her thumb continuing to encircle the swollen nub. She hooked her fingers and moved in and out, imagining these to be his fingers.

Using her. Punishing her.

Her body was tightening around her fingers. She found herself fully lying against the wall, her forehead resting on a forearm.

“Show me…”

She clinched, her fingers caught hooked inside of her as she felt the warm fluid flow from her, her body shaking.

“Now swallow…”

Removing her fingers from inside her, she waited a moment for her body to stop shaking, her breath coming in short gasps. She turned her body around, leaning her back against the shower wall, her breasts now catching the spray of the hot water. She looked at her fingers that were just deep inside her, seeing tell-tale white creamy residue of her pleasure.

The words repeated in her mind, “now swallow”. She moved her fingers to her lips, and slowly sucked her juices from her fingers.

Tomorrow is going to be an interesting day, she thought to herself.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hample/coercion_breakdown_pt_2