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Brunette

“Tell me a story. I can see you are nervous.”

“Um. ..” I dumbly respond.

“Very.” I say as I look down.

“So tell me something interesting about yourself.”

I smile. “Okay.”

I begin to talk. You appear interested in what I’m saying. You ask me a question or two and soon, you begin to see me relaxing.

“Rub your nipple.”

You say along with your next question.

I do so without hesitation.

I notice you smiling. I blush.

“What?” I ask

“You really are a good girl.”

“I try to be.” Said smiling as I blush.

“Do you still want to please me?”

Nodding, I state that I do. So very much.

“You want to see my cock don’t you?”

Something in the way you say that, gives my brain a heads up, but I ignore it.

“God yes!” Bursts from my lips.

You smile at me. I smile back.

“I want to see how much you want to be a good girl. Do you accept punishment for not doing as I ask?”

You sit back as you await my reply.

I think for a moment.

“I promise to do my best to try to accept any punishment you feel is fit ,if I do not. I am sorry but that is the best I can promise.”

Said nervously.

“That Sahabet will work for now.”

You say as you stand.

“I want to see your breasts.”

“Ok.”

I sit there.

“I do not like repeating myself!”

You say this in displeasure.

“Oh!”

I jump.

“I’m sorry!”

“I was awaiting your command!”

“I’m so sorry sir!”

You chuckle a bit as you shake your head.

“Very well. Take your shirt off. Expose your breasts.”

“They already are, Sir.”

I peel my shirt over my head.

I hear your laughter as I’m pulling.

As you’re seeing that yes, I wore a bra, but the cups were folded down to cup under my breasts instead of covering them.

I look at you and grin.

Still smiling you tell me.

“You are to sit in this chair.”

“Spread your legs as wide as you can.”

“Hook your feet around each chair leg.”

“Position your skirt so I may see that pretty little pussy.”

“Next you are to put your arms on the arms of the chair.”

“You will not move.”

“Yes sir!”

I hastily do as you command.

“Such a good girl. You are starting to make Sahabet Giriş my cock hard.”

I look and see for myself. The sight makes my pussy tingle.

“Until I say otherwise, you are not to make a sound unless you are responding to command.”

“You are to only look me in my face.”

“Am I clear?”

You wait.

“Yes sir.”

You begin to slowly smile.

You walk toward me until you are standing in front of me. You run your fingertips across my nipples.

Backing up a bit as I shiver.

“Is my pussy getting wet?”

You start to undo your pants.

‘Oh nooo!’ I think.

I am getting wetter by the second.

I’m forcing myself to keep my eyes trained on yours.

Through the buzz in my brain, I hear myself say yes.

You start to stroke yourself.

A whimper escapes.

“Pinch your nipples hard in punishment.”

Said as you Sigh.

For I made a sound without your say so.

From the corner of my eye I can see that you are barely touching yourself. Yet you are doing so in such a manner that I’m going nuts.

Feeling the chair getting more and more damp by the second.

“Mmm!”

I Sahabet Güncel Giriş can not take any more! I have to look!

“Oh god I want your cock so much!”

“Oh shit!”

I grimace. I just broke 2 commands at once.

I shake as I await the punishment you care to bestow upon me.

You tell me harshly. “You will slap that wet pussy hard and you just lost the privilege of sucking every drop of cum from my cock!”

I stare at you in shock.

Anything but that!

I want to cry.

Yet I am dripping wet by the duality.

The fact which doesn’t escape my notice, or Yours.

I can see that even though I displeased you.

You are enjoying yourself.

Deep inside I glow.

I try not to cry out in pain as the sharpness of the slaps take my breath away.

I sit unmoving.

Barely breathing.

Until…

I hear you.

“Good girl!”

“You may now come get your reward.”

I fly across the room.

Drop to my knees.

Soon, I am moaning in deep pleasure.

My mouth and hands stroking, licking, and sucking your beautiful cock. Your balls.

“Yes.”

I reply, as best as I can to your question.

My mouth full, as I’m blissfully adoring your cock.

“You do own this pussy, Sir.”

“I really am your good girl!”

I knew all negotiating would be done.

Sometime later today.

In the meantime, I was in heaven.

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