“You built a fort,” I accused her, and she rolled her eyes. Her tits jiggled when she sprang from the couch.
“I was just having some fun,” she said, walking up to me.
“Not my idea of fun,” I said.
She stopped in front of me, nearly naked and beautiful and so frustrated because she wanted me to touch her.
I reached out and pushed her glasses higher up the bridge of her nose. She grabbed my wrist and held it to her mouth, sucking on my fingers one by one. I watched her do it.
“You need to put those books away,” I told her, and she shook her head no, her mouth latched onto three fingers at once. “I’m serious, Pet, they’re annoying the fuck out of me.”
She popped my fingers out of her mouth with a loud sucking sound.
“Make me?” It was a request, not a dare.
She made me so weak.
I grasped her wrists and pulled her towards me. Her hot little body was excited, her ass bumping against my cock and making me want to choke that disobedience out of her.
But no, we weren’t playing that game tonight. I had something else in mind for my special little Pet.
My fingers traveled down her back, pressing down on her spine. I reached her ass, the thong she was wearing so miniscule it made me angry. I wrapped my forearm around her throat and she gasped when I caged her in.
“Panties off,” I told her.
Her hands shook as she pulled them down. Her ass trembled against my groin and had to remind myself she was new to this, she couldn’t take too much, she couldn’t take it too hard.
“Please,” she said in that raspy voice of hers, and I put my hand over her pussy, shielding her from myself. “Oh God, please, sir.”
“Shut the fuck up,” I groaned, and she did.
Her breath hitched and I could almost feel her holding back. Trying to stop herself from making a single sound.
“Breathe in,” I whispered in her ear.
She wheezed when she did it, her body shaking.
“Good girl, now breathe out. Nice and deep, okay?”
She nodded and breathed for me. It didn’t calm her down. She hyped herself up more until her body was a shaky fucking mess in my hands.
I whipped her around to look at her, my hand still between her legs.
“You know I’m not trying to hurt you?” I asked her roughly, and she nodded over and over again. “You know I’m just trying to teach you some manners?”
“Yeah,” she whispered, and I smacked her cheek with my free hand. She gasped in shock when I did it, holding her cheek and giving me a searing gaze.
“Why?” she wanted to know.
“Is that how you answer me?” I asked her, and she shook her head. No. No, it wasn’t. Damn right it wasn’t. “So tell me fucking properly.”
“Yes, Master,” she said.
“Yes, Master what?”
“Yes, I understand you’re not trying to hurt me.” She swallowed thickly. “Master.”
“Are you going to like this?” I asked her, my hand taking her throat. “Promise me you will, Pet.”
“I will,” she whispered. Her eyes were so trusting it was killing me. “I promise I will love it, Master.”
I bent her over the kitchen table and she gasped when her tits hit the cold surface. She parted her legs on instinct but the rest of her body was frozen. I made her stay down, one hand on her head, one on the small of her back. Like a good little girl, she crossed her arms at the wrists on her back. It made my cock twitch in my pants.
I unzipped and the sound made her go feral, her body bucking and her pretty little mouth begging for me. She moaned when I pressed the tip of my cock against her pussy. She was dripping down her thighs and it didn’t even make her flinch anymore.
“You want this, don’t you?” I asked, and she nodded, looking at me over her shoulder. “Tell me how bad.”
She stared at me with her eyes wide open, but she didn’t say a word.
I dragged the tip of my cock over her pussy lips and she moaned softly.
“Please, I need it,” she whispered.
“You need to give me more than that,” I told her, wetting my dick with her juices and sliding it across her pert ass.
“Please, Master, I’ll do anything, I need it so much.” She licked her juicy little lips as she begged. “You’ve left me waiting for too long, please…”
“So you’ve been playing games with me, Pet?” I asked, and she looked away. “Come on, answer me.”
“You wouldn’t touch me,” she tried to defend herself. “You would barely look at me.”
I let my fingers slide over her lips, my cock pressing against the skin between her pussy and her tight ass.
“I’m looking at you now,” I reminded her. “I’m touching you now…”