It’s awkward in her position, but she manages. Her panties are black lace and sheer. They curve around her ass and leave me with a nearly uncontrollable desire to run my nose right up to the apex and inhale her scent.
I move around her slowly, taking her in from all angles. I like the way her hair falls around her face and touches the table. I stand in front of her and admire the curve of her back.
“Raise that ass up higher.”
Lowering her shoulders in the process, she tilts her hips and angles her ass up higher in the air. Her positioning is nothing short of exquisite.
“Tilt your head toward me, but keep your eyes down.”
She complies, and I reach out as if to stroke the curve of her throat, but I don’t quite touch her. I know she can feel the heat of my hand near her skin, but she doesn’t try to shift to feel my touch. She continues to stay motionless.
“Good girl,” I mumble. “How far can you take a cock in your mouth?”
I watch as she wets her lips with her tongue.
“Most of the way usually, sir,” she says. “I do gag sometimes.”
“Do you like cock in your mouth? Do you like gagging on it?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Do you want to suck my cock? Right here, right now?”
She swallows and licks her lips again.
“Yes, sir. Please.”
“No.” Her eyes tense slightly as I deny her, and I smile a little.
I don’t punish, indeed.
I walk around to her side, trailing my hand around her shoulder and down her side just above her clothing. I make no contact but notice her slight shift of weight in her arms. They’re starting to shake a little from holding herself in the same position, and I keep a close eye on them to make sure she doesn’t stay there too long. Standing between her knees, I reach between her legs just enough to feel her heat without making contact.
“Your pussy is soaking wet, isn’t it?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Are you thinking of what it would feel like to have my cock slam into you?”
“Yes, sir.” She can barely get out the simple words. Her thigh muscles clench, and I fight with my desire to run my hands over her skin.
The desire is there, and it’s all too strong. She’s perfect in demeanor and posture. She holds herself so still, and I want more time with her to see just how much she can take before she can’t control her movements any longer. I want to push those limits and show her just how strong she can be. I also want to get my cock in her mouth to test that gag reflex.
I can’t though—not now, not yet. There’s a lesson to be learned here, both for her and me.
“I told you before that you would be punished for looking away from me before I commanded it,” I remind her.
“Yes, sir.” I see the muscles in her shoulders tense.
“I’m going to punish you now,” I inform her. “I’m going to punish you by not touching you. That burning pussy of yours isn’t to be relieved until I tell you it can be. Do you understand me, Yvette?”
“Yes, sir,” she nods.
“Get up and straighten your skirt.”
She does as she is told, then turns to me with a bowed head.
“My last serious relationship ended because my sub did not safeword when she should have,” I say. “Has there ever been a time when you wanted to safeword but did not?”