[M][F] I Tried Breaking Up With Her And She Showed Me Why I Couldn’t

She whispered in my ear, “you’re trapped.”

“Do you hear me?” She insisted.

I managed to nod my head as she licked my ear and traced my cheek with her tongue until her lips were close enough to mine to tease me, but far enough away for her to have control.

“You have to tell me you heard me.”

“Fuck. Yes.” I uttered the only pair words I could say as she rubbed her clit on the bulge in my pants.

“You’re not allowed to end this.” She nearly choked on those words as a moan escaped from behind them.

“You can’t break rule #1. You’re trapped and you do what I say, is that understood?”

I felt the tip of my cock twitch as she said this.

“Do you understand that?”

“Yes.” I was breathing heavy and salivating at the thought of tasting her pussy.

“You don’t have a choice in the matter. If I tell you I want a hard cock you better be ready with that hard cock of yours. If I tell you to fuck another girl you will fuck another girl. If I tell you to cum inside of me you will do it.”

She knew what she wanted. [MF]

This is a long one… so bear with me.

I have a bad habit of shamelessly flirting with just about every woman that I find attractive. My type is slim, athletic women with thighs that can crush a watermelon. I’m a big guy, 6’1”, muscular with a gut, and I can reason and talk my way out of and into anything. I spend a lot of time either at work or at home and the only time I spend at bars is when there’s a wing special at a particular one in my city. I don’t go out a lot (personal preference) and that often limits my exposure to women.
BUT I work in a field dominated by women. And let’s say that in the first couple of years working in this field I VERY MUCH enjoyed myself.