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More for Him
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More for Him As I walk from the bathroom, he meets me. His look is serious, but there's a light in his eyes. He reaches for me, pulls me to him. His hand caresses my face, fingers trace my nose and lips. I turn away, knowing he is so close. Knowing he sees my imperfections. This close they can't be hidden, but he doesn't mention them. He is to much of a gentleman. He instead looks in my eyes and says, "You're beautiful." I feel the heat rise in my cheeks as I blush. Now he smiles, "I love how easily I can make you blush." He says His mouth moves to mine. The kiss soft and tender. The caress of his hand is gentle. My breath catches. His hand sneaks around my head, holding me as he deepens the kiss. My eyes are open, looking at him. Feeling his hand moving down my arm, he takes my hand. Leading me to the play room. He finally removes my blouse which has been hanging open since he tore it when I first arrived. I stand still, letting him do what he pleases. He removes my bra and cups each breast in his hands, feeling their weight. Lowering his mouth he captures my nipple in his teeth, marking me, making me his once again. His fingers glide across my stomach, stopping at the button on my skirt. He undoes it and lowers the zipper, pushing the skirt down my legs. He notices I am wearing panties and anger flares in his eyes. "Did you forget something?" he asks. I know it was a careless mistake, just part of my daily routine to put them on. I did forget, but no matter what excuse I give him, it will not be excepted. I know this and I lower my eyes in shame. "I'm sorry Sir." I sputter, "I did forget." He raises his hand to silence me then grips my panties and pulls them. They tear under the strain he holds them up for me to see. Shaking his head he moves behind me. I feel a sharp slap on my ass and stumble forward a bit catching myself before I fall. He grabs my shoulders and uprights me. "Position please." he says. I spread my legs and place my hands behind my head, fingers entwined. He begins his inspection. My hair is loose around my shoulders and I see he is making a mental note of that. I know I should have pulled it back in the bathroom, but he took my purse when I came in and that is were the tie is. His hand moves down to my breasts, squeezing my nipples hard, making me wince from the pain that shoots through me right to my pussy. He takes a step back and nods. Black<b> thigh highs </font></b>and heels. He approves of this and I feel a sense of pride knowing that I have pleased him, even just a little. As he walks behind me I feel his eyes looking over every part of my body. His hand falls to my back and he pushes slightly. "Bend over baby, put your hands on the chair in front of you." I still hear the anger in his voice, but his words are gentle. I lean forward and grip the chair. "Spread a little further for me." Nodding I open my legs more. This is the part that I dread most, when he is behind me and all I can hear is his breathing. His hand caresses my hip, moving to the curve of my ass. I feel his finger slide between the crevice and move over my tight bud. My breath catches in my chest as he grazes over me. Moving steadily forward he finds my lips. He touch changes and he is rubbing over me with his whole hand. "You didn't shave today?" he accuses. "Yes Sir I did, this morning before I left the work." He knows it's a lie, he can tell from the stubble. "That's 3 mistakes baby, I'm counting. Now tell me when you shaved." Stammering I look at him over my shoulder, "Last night, before bed." Those are the only words I can speak. His fingers now continue his inspection. No more gentleness as he feels through the folds of my pussy. Sliding his fingers into me he feels my wetness and notices how swollen I am. "Did you pleasure yourself today?" I shake my head, "No Sir, I did not." Holding my clit in his fingers, he pinches it, feeling harden even more beneath his touch. "Your clit is very swollen, as are your lips. Are you sure you did not pleasure yourself?" "Sir I did not pleasure myself, but your touch is getting me excited." He accepts my response and continues as I hold a shaky breath. His fingers continue to stroke my pussy, pinching my clit and making my juice flow. His other hand is now back to my nipples, pulling and tugging. Assaulting them. He stops abruptly, and I feel another slap on my ass. Hard and fast, 2 more follow, Stinging my skin, I jump. His hands on my shoulders pulling me up. "Five minutes." are the only words he says as he walks away from me. I stand there confused, not knowing what to do. Looking at his back as he leaves the room. One quick look at me and he understands my confusion. He turns walking back to me and catches my face in his hands. "You have five minutes to correct the issues at hand, and don't disappoint me again."... |
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nice , well done
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