DISCIPLINE....

A SINGLE CANDLE TEN FEET AWAY IS ALL SHE SEES...

"ALL MINE TONITE"...THE WORDS CUT THRU THE DARK

THE SUDDEN BRUSH OF SILK SLIDES DOWN HER LEG

THE TINGLE BRINGS A PANT

SLOWLY IT DRAGS.....A GENTLE TICKLE

DOWN TO THE ANKLE...AROUND THE LEG OF THE CHAIR

AROUND THE BLACK STILLETO

ENDING IN A KNOT

SHIFTING FOCUS TO THE OTHER LEG

SPREADING..AND REPEATING

"ALL MINE TONITE"


SILK CASCADING DOWN HER SHOULDER

EASING DOWN, AWAKENING NERVES

AT REST AND CLINGING WRIST TO WOOD

REPEATED ONCE AGAIN

FEAR STARTS TO SETTLE....

CHASED WITH ANXIETY

TILL SHE FEELS MY LIPS ON HER NECK

CONVERTING FEAR TO LUST

RAISING THE TINIEST HAIR

SLIPPIN APART...THEN TOGETHER

AGAIN...SHE EXHALES

"THIS BODY...IS NOT YOURS"

I GATHER HER HAIR INTO A PONYTAIL

TONGUE FOLLOWS FINGERS AS THE HAIR DRAWS UP

"THAT MOAN BELONGS TO ME"

TRACING THE NAPE OF HER NECK...SHES IN NO POSITION TO DISAGREE

MY SCENT LINGERS...THE CANDLE FLICKERS

"THIS BRA....IS NOT NEEDED"

IT HITS THE FLOOR

LACED WITH HOT OIL...MY HANDS BEGIN TO DRIFT

FROM CHIN TO NECK...FROM NECK...TO SHOULDERS

"WHOS ARE THESE?"

I WHISPER IN HER EAR...WITH EACH STROKE OF HER BREAST

WORDS ARE NOT EASILY FORMED......

SO MORE DEMANDING I ASK...CIRCLING

"WHOS ARE THESE?"

MY LIPS TASTE THE VIBRATION AS SHE FIGHTS OUT "YOURS"

THEY HARDEN WITH EACH FLICK

TAKING EM IM MY MOUTH...SHE FIGHTS AGAINST THE CHAIR

THE WOOD WINS

"NOT YOURS TONITE"

A QUICK GRAB SNAPS HER PANTIES

"NOT YOURS TONITE"

THEY REST WITH THE BRA

I RISE TO KISS UR LIPS

"WHOS LIPS ARE THESE?"

SHE MOANS....RELEASES A DEEP HEAVY SIGH

"AND WHOS LIPS ARE THESE?"

HAND SLIPPIN BETWEEN HER LEGS

THE PUDDLE TESTIFIES TO HER LEVEL OF EXCITEMENT

LIPS ALTERNATING NIPPLES...I UNTIE HER HANDS

"STAND UP...SLOWLY"

SHES WEAK..SO I HELP HER

THEN THE BACK OF MY TONGUE JOURNEYS FROM NECK...

DOWN TO NAVEL......ON MY KNEES....TO HER HONEY

HER KNEES BUCKLE

"DONT FUCKIN MOVE"

HER PUSSY MOISTENS

"GRAB MY HEAD"

SHE SQUATS...AND GRABS

CLIT SWELLS INSIDE MY TONGUE

NAILS DIG INTO MY HEAD

MY HAND GRAB HER WAIST FIRMLY...

MY TONGUE FUCKS

SHE STARTS TO CRY...SHAKING..MOANIN

CUMMING......

I STAND AND STARE

"THIS CUM...IS NOT YOURS"

SHE STARTS TO LICK MY LIPS

SHE LOVES IT...SHE CRAVES IT

I GUIDE HER HAND TO THE ONLY THING SHE OWNS

"THIS HARD DICK....CAN BE YOURS


.......IF YOUR A GOOD BITCH TONITE"









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