| Author: | Lindsay Oz | ISBN: | 9781310975783 |
| Publisher: | Lindsay Oz | Publication: | November 2, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Lindsay Oz |
| ISBN: | 9781310975783 |
| Publisher: | Lindsay Oz |
| Publication: | November 2, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
After I came in her mouth and she swallowed every drop like a good slut, she kept nursing contentedly at my softening cock for a minute or so. It felt good, but finally I said “If you want me to punch you off, you better get up.”
She looked up at me, her blue eyes shining behind her glasses, which she had not yet taken off. She let my cock slip out of her mouth and said “Sir yes sir! Mmmm I do want you to hit me but I wish sometimes I could just keep your cock in my mouth for hours.”
I cradled her face in my hands and said “I wish sometimes I could keep you tied up in my closet and just bring you out for a little relief whenever I got horny.”
She closed her eyes and moaned and ran her tongue around her lips. “God I would love that. You could feed me scraps and walk me on a leash around your neighborhood.”
She opened her eyes again. “You can do anything you want to me, you know. Any time we're alone and Nick won't find out about it. Even if I'm not in the mood. Even if I say no.”
“What,” I said, “you're giving me permission to rape you?”
She licked slowly around the circle of her lips again. “I love being on my knees for you,” she said, almost absentmindedly. Then: “No, I don't believe in rape. I mean, I don't think it should be illegal. I think women were created to be owned by men, and I don't think a woman's consent should matter if a man wants her.”
“Be an interesting world if it were run on the Wendi Principle,” I said, but my cock had already started to stiffen again at the thought.
“Mmmm I think you like the idea though,” she said with a dirty grin. She got up to her feet, being careful not to dislodge my hands on her face, then stood on tiptoe to kiss my mouth lightly. “But just remember, anything you want to do to me, anything you want from me, as long as we're alone, don't take no for an answer, if you make me do it I will, and I will never tell a soul.”
Then she took my hands, which were still cradling her face, and gently moved them down just a bit, so my fingers were around her neck. “I like that you use my hair to control me,” she said, almost dreamily, “but my throat is a good control surface, too.”
After I came in her mouth and she swallowed every drop like a good slut, she kept nursing contentedly at my softening cock for a minute or so. It felt good, but finally I said “If you want me to punch you off, you better get up.”
She looked up at me, her blue eyes shining behind her glasses, which she had not yet taken off. She let my cock slip out of her mouth and said “Sir yes sir! Mmmm I do want you to hit me but I wish sometimes I could just keep your cock in my mouth for hours.”
I cradled her face in my hands and said “I wish sometimes I could keep you tied up in my closet and just bring you out for a little relief whenever I got horny.”
She closed her eyes and moaned and ran her tongue around her lips. “God I would love that. You could feed me scraps and walk me on a leash around your neighborhood.”
She opened her eyes again. “You can do anything you want to me, you know. Any time we're alone and Nick won't find out about it. Even if I'm not in the mood. Even if I say no.”
“What,” I said, “you're giving me permission to rape you?”
She licked slowly around the circle of her lips again. “I love being on my knees for you,” she said, almost absentmindedly. Then: “No, I don't believe in rape. I mean, I don't think it should be illegal. I think women were created to be owned by men, and I don't think a woman's consent should matter if a man wants her.”
“Be an interesting world if it were run on the Wendi Principle,” I said, but my cock had already started to stiffen again at the thought.
“Mmmm I think you like the idea though,” she said with a dirty grin. She got up to her feet, being careful not to dislodge my hands on her face, then stood on tiptoe to kiss my mouth lightly. “But just remember, anything you want to do to me, anything you want from me, as long as we're alone, don't take no for an answer, if you make me do it I will, and I will never tell a soul.”
Then she took my hands, which were still cradling her face, and gently moved them down just a bit, so my fingers were around her neck. “I like that you use my hair to control me,” she said, almost dreamily, “but my throat is a good control surface, too.”
