ForceAndCommand
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You're lying there in the air-conditioned, still air of your hotel room, anticipation making you tremble. You can feel your clit jumping between your outstretched legs bound to the posts and you'd touch it but for the ropes securing your hands. There is no turning back now. You've answered the ad; you've opened the door and the sweet sensation of anxious wanting has mixed a cocktail of fear and desire in your stomach. I run a finger between your freshly shaven lips, feeling the warm, slippery juices of your aching cunt. I push my finger into your mouth and you suck it, eagerly, wanting to please me.
Now show daddy what a good little cocksucker you can be.
I unzip my pants and slip my cock out, straddling your chest, pinching your nipples. You push your tongue out, anxious to take it in, to lick it, to feel it fill your mouth...but I trace the head around your lips, allowing you only brief flicks of your tongue over it.
Good girl. You want this cock? You want to suck this cock?
You nod your assent.
Then daddy wants to watch you play first.
I flip open a knife and cut the ropes that bind your hands. You feel the warm tingle of blood flowing back into them as I hand you the dildo. You tease yourself with it at first, rubbing the head of it around your pussy, your juices glistening on your thighs and your swollen, pink lips, before you push it in. A gasp, a sigh and you begin to slowly ease it in and out of your slit as I tease your mouth with my cock.
Good girl. Show daddy what he wants.
You begin fucking yourself faster and faster, feeling yourself on the edge, the verge, the very apex of exploding before my hand shoots out and grabs you by the wrist.
Enough. Time to feed you.
I take the dildo from you and put your hands around my cock and balls. I grab a handful of your hair and, pulling your head up, push my cock into your mouth. A small choke and I can feel your tongue frantically trying to push it out, spit running down your chin. I light tug of your hair and you begin to relax, allowing me to slowly pump your mouth. You cradle my balls and hold my cock, trying to control how much of it you take in. But this is not about your having control, and a sudden thrust reminds you of that. I lean up against the headboard and begin, quite simply, fucking your face. You suck hard, using your tongue to massage my shaft, feeling my cock swelling in your mouth as I fuck your pretty little face, staring down at you...You know by evening's end, I'll have glazed your face and filled your throat with my cum...
It's what you want.
It's what you need.
It's what you were made for.
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