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My hand on her stomach moved to her back, pinning her immobile much to her consternation.
She opened her mouth, but I had no intention of giving her a bearing of the situation, so I locked her words with another kiss, my arm steadfast as she struggled to get away.
She continued struggling, but her efforts failed. I squeezed her leg, hard enough to leave a mark, reminding her of the exact power balance of the situation.
Her struggles dwindled, leaving my hands free to explore her body. I started from her naked belly, her skin soft as a dream.
Even better, I could feel her muscles trembling softly with a mixture of panic and arousal.
Which was the stronger one, I wasn't sure, but if I were to bet, I would go with the arousal.
The movement of her lips was too steamy to be otherwise, not to mention her instinctual purring.
I leaned back, forcing a separation, only for her to lean forward and catch my lips once again.
Success, I thought, enjoying the fact that she as the initiator this time, her tongue probing my mouth proactively.
I even let her dominate the kiss for a minute before assaulting back. I slid my hands under her blouse, mauling her tits, her flimsy feeling bra doing little to prevent the feeling.
Minutes later, I forced another separation, this time a finger on her lips to prevent a relapse. It was enough foreplay before the main event.
"It's time for the finish your job, sweetcheeks," I said, watching amusedly as the primal reflection of arousal and desire slowly turning into horror as the haze in her mind dissipated.
I was aware that I could have made her give me head without forcing her to realization, and I could even convince her to have sex, but that didn't fit with my long-term objective.
I wanted her to surrender every gate with full realization of what she was doing.
She stood up, raised her hand to fix her blouse which was bunched around her upper chest during my groping, revealing her breasts, covered with a lacy white bra.
It was still very substantial, but definitely much more presentable than the horror she wore the last night.
"Keep it like that, you look much sexier that way," I said. She was, especially with her bruised lips and mussed up hair.
I wouldn't lie, I was very tempted to push her down and fuck her until she fainted, only to continue when she woke up, hating the fact that I needed to play the long game.
After a brief hesitation, she followed my direction, and her arms fell to her sides once more.
I sat on the couch, my legs together, waiting for her attention. She fell to her knees and hooked her fingers to my short, trembling in hesitation, but still pulled without losing time.
My shaft, already full sized for a while, jumped to her attention immediately. She watched it, frozen. "Come on," I said.
"It's not going to suck itself. You need to start before the effects of your lovely attention earlier fades away."
She flinched with the reminder of her earlier loss of control, but her hand still wrapped around the base of my shaft and started massaging.
For a while, she continued her massage with a stony face, but then, her decisiveness started to melt, leaving a growing layer of arousal behind.
"What are you waiting for," I said. "Gobble away."
She looked at me angrily, in a manner that was supposed to intimidate me, but it only made my arousal heavier.
"Bastard," she murmured, and my smile widened. Her anger didn't last long, replaced with a blush since it was very hard to be intimidating while obediently giving a hand job.
She avoided my eyes as she parted her lips, covering the head of my shaft with warmth. I moaned, but I wasn't sure which was more pleasurable.
The attention of her lips, or the speed she folded under my gaze. An academic point at best, murmured to myself as her mouth struggled around my girth.
I put my hand on her cheek, caressing with my thumb, and she quickened.
Trying to make sure she got away from me earlier, no doubt, but that didn't change the fact that it was enhancing my pleasure.
I dragged my hand down, dallying a bit on her neck before landing on her shoulder, this time, she gave no reaction.
That wouldn't do, I thought as I reached for my wand. The fact that she hadn't shown any reaction to my lingering touch was a good thing, showing she was getting familiar with my uninvited touch.
Of course, that hadn't meant I wasn't going to push more. If she was used to the current boundaries, there was always the opportunity to create more.
I reached for my wand, and a quick flare of magic later, her blouse and skirt disappeared, leaving her clad in her underwear.
She tried to pull back, but my hand ready to keep her in place. I pushed her head down, forcing her to swallow the entire length of my shaft, her gagging music to my ears.
"Look at me," I ordered, and her eyes rose up, locking with my gaze. "Good, keep it like that," I added and started impaling her mouth repeatedly as she managed to keep our eyes connected.
The helpless arousal in her eyes was too much for me. With a shudder, I started to release into her mouth.
"Keep all in," I ordered. "There is a punishment if you spill even one drop."
A task she would fail, I knew even as I gave the order, but I wasn't expecting her to put a real effort on it, a fact I was pleasantly surprised about.
But, despite her enthusiasm, a sizable drop managed to escape her attention. She looked at me with begging eyes.
"Pity," I said. "And you were enthusiastic about it."
"Mercy!"
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