onedeadpoet:

Hands behind you.

“Click,” I whisper I your ear. Your eyes widen as the trigger takes effect, rendering your arms immobile.

“Soak,” I command.

Your knees begin to tremble as your arousal increases. Before I could see a small outline of wetness through your tight jeans. It becomes a small puddle. I can almost see My pussy begin to quiver. You know what’s coming next. My command over your body was complete weeks ago. It’s now about reinforcement.

I look into your eyes, a mixture of amazement and lust that your body can absorb this much pleasure.

“Edge,” I say, simply.

Your moans fill the room instantly as you begin to experience what feels like two tongues on your engorged clit and my cock ramming into you. You sink as far as your “locked” arms allow. I pull you up, feeling your body shudder on the edge of a powerful orgasm.

My God you’re sexy. I turn you head so I can whisper in your ear.

“You think this is torture? Just wait until I touch you,” I say, taunting. “The pleasure will double every time I touch your clit, triple when I rub inside.”

I pull back, seeing your face plead with me.

“Pppplllubghhhplease…Sir…FUCK…”

I smile.

“Try to remain conscious this time,” I say as my fingers trail up your legs and into your jeans.