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Rima felt a warmth settle in her stomach as Kei told her he wanted to focus on making her happy, smiling a little and feeling warmth at her cheeks. It was sweet of him to say, no one had ever been so focused on her happiness before. But at the same time, she told herself to grab some library books on the way home tomorrow, and to look around for things that would give him something to do when she wasn't around.

Finally, the food was served and Rima felt her stomach grumble, feeling a bit embarrassed by it. She quickly dug into her own food and noted that Kei always seemed to wait for her to act first, something he didn't do when they were having sex. She felt a slight tinge of want when she thought of sex with him again, almost wishing she would have gone home with him when he suggested it. They could be having sex right now; in the doorway, on the sofa, anywhere.

Rima quickly shook away her regret, looking over to watch how Kei was eating. Today was for him, the last thing she wanted was to turn her pet into a sex toy, waiting around for her at home.

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He ate slowly with her, today had been such a nice day, despite what he had to wear by law, he felt like he was free when he was with her. She had never treated him badly. In fact the blowjob he had gotten while he was back at clothing store made him want to fuck her again. He soon finished the food and looked at her.

"Are there things you wish for us to do before we go back? Anything that you need to do?" He asked her while simply staring at her.

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"No, I don't believe I need to do anything else," Rima told Kei with a small, reassuring smile, "I'm really relieved, I've been waiting until lunch that the office would call me over. I was excited to spend the day with you, and the turnover rate at my office, at least when it comes to secretaries, is ridiculous."

Rima was full in no time, getting the rest of her meal boxed up and left on the table. After paying the receipt, she sat back a bit longer and finished her water, not want to appear to be too eager to get home right away. But she was eager, she wanted to be in the privacy of their apartment so the two of them could kiss again, touch each other, or maybe have sex. She was still turned on from sucking him off in the clothing store, and it took all of her self control not to drag him to the nearest private spot and demand that he fuck her right there.

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He wanted to leave but wasn't trying to show it. After finishing the food they went back and as soon as they were in the house he pinned her lightly against the wall.

"Did Rima like what we did back there?" He asked her as he kissed her, once again taking the lead, though this time he'd want her to tell him what she wanted rather than him taking the lead all the way, of course he wouldn't mind feeling her warm mouth wrapped around his cock once more. His hands gently groped her body.

[User] Rima nearly dropped the leftovers and clothes in the doorway as Kei quickly cornered her into one of the walls. His mouth was on hers and his hands were everywhere, she couldn't turn him down even if she wanted to. Not with him being so alluring. When he asked her if she enjoyed what they did earlier, she almost melted into a puddle on the floor before him, nodding immediately and clinging to his shirt, leaning in for another long kiss. "Yes," she moaned against his lips gently.

[Assistant] The clothes were still in the bags and left on the floor as they were inside the. At least the door was locked of course. Kei continued to kiss her, his hands groping her body and letting her undress him if she wanted to. He reached with his arms to pick her up and then slowly moved them over to the sofa before letting her down. "Then I will do more of that... to make you happy." He told her.

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Rima squirmed visibly in excitement as Kei carried her to her small sofa and laid her down, his gaze intent on carrying out his promise to make her happy. warmth settled in the base of her stomach as he leaned over her, towering over her and surprising her for a moment. Kei wasn't made of bulky muscle, but in this position, he felt massive against her. He surrounded all of her as he moved over her, something she felt oddly comforting and exciting at the same time. Rima's arms came up to tug Kei closer for another kiss then, her fingers lightly tangling in his hair.

"I'll do anything," Rima murmured softly, "Anything at all, Kei. Don't hold back..."

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Kei wasn't all that imposing, though if she wanted him to be then he'd do his best to become what she wants him to be. Right now she seemed very happy to be in his arms.

"Lay back... and relax." He said to her as he settled her on the bed and then climbed up to start undoing her clothes... slowly undressing her as he kissed her on the lips and then began to undress her, his hands going down her body and freeing her from her clothes. His mouth kissed her on the lips before starting to go down, lower and lower and licking against her breasts then down her stomach.

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Kei made quick work of Rima's sundress and dainty underwear, leaving the young woman to arch up from the sofa and move her body to help him. She was curious when he told her to lie back and enjoy herself, a bit thrown off at first. Wouldn't he want her to suck on his cock again? She received her answer soon as Kei started to slowly kiss his way down her body, making her squirm a bit and arch up against his mouth more.

"Kei, please..." she breathed out, unsure of what she was begging for. As long as his mouth was on her body and he was giving her attention, she didn't care what he wanted to do to her.

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He took his time with her, slowly taking her clothes off before he began to work on her, since she had sucked on his cock before, giving him an excellent blowjob, he thought it was time for him to repay her back for it. Kissing down her body, he eventually reached her netherlips, hie leaned forward and began to lap at her folds with his agile tongue, not starting off slowly, simply going forth and licking at her without holding back.

He moved his hands up her body and began to play with her breasts. "Is this how mistress likes it?" He asked her. His cock was getting hard but he thought he would fuck her good after getting her very wet and ready for him.

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Clinging to the sofa under her, Rima trembled and tried her best not to cry out and alert her neighbors. Kei's warm mouth felt nice on her skin, only further exciting her as he licked and sucked on her. Soon, he asked if his attention was how she liked it and she nodded eagerly, still biting her lower lip to keep from moaning loudly. His attention did feel good, hell it was amazing. She couldn't remember the last time a man had taken the time to work her up like this.

"I want you so badly," Rima admitted quietly as she wriggled under Kei's grip and mouth, "G-give it to me before I lose my mind, please."

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He continued to lick at her folds before she was asking... begging him to fuck her. with a command like that he moved up her, kissing up her stomach and then guided his hard cock against her pussy, his cock thrusted against her before he started to push himself into her, slowly filling her tight pussy.

Once he had filled her he began to fuck her, pounding into her pussy again and again as he moaned in pleasure. "Ahhh..." His moans became louder as he sped up his thrusts, plowing her netherlips, his hands moving to grope her breasts.

[User] Rima reached up and clung eagerly to Kei as he quickly gave into her begging and pushed his cock into her. Her hands came up to cling to Kei's shoulders as he quickly took over pushing into her and spreading her with his cock. He felt so nice filling her, almost as nice as his cock shoving ball-deep with each thrust. Groaning quietly, Rima moved her hips along with his own, the rest of her body also arching up from the sofa to press against him. "I-it's so good," Rima purred, "D-don't stop, please!"

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He was there to please her after all, he pushed deep into her pussy and began to pound her much faster now while his hands continued to play with her breasts. He moaned in pleasure as he took her again and again, his cock plowing her deeply while his hands thoroughly groped her breasts.

"Not about to." He moaned as he pumped into her, he was getting close to his climax when he did slow down and eventually coming to a stop, but he didn't have any time to pause as he flipped her over and then pushed his cock against her pussy again, pushing back into her as he began to fuck her once more.

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For a moment, Rima felt dizzy as Kei used his arms to flip her on the sofa with surprising strength, his body against hers again in no time and pinning her face-first into the cushions. Rima reached out and clung helplessly to the plush surface under her, letting out small, appreciative sounds of pleasure with his every thrust into her between her pants for air. This new position made Rima squeeze down on Kei tighter, she was almost aching with how much she squeezed him, he almost felt like he didn't fit inside her now, especially with the way her whole lower body was starting to clench up.

"I-I'm going crazy," Rima breathed out, "Kei, it's so good, I-I'm not gonna last long! M-mnnnn!"

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He leaned over and kissed the back of her neck before kissing down her body while still driving his cock deep into her pussy, it was clear that he wasn't going to slow down this time and that she was going to get her climax, though from the way he was thrusting, rather erratically he was close as well.

Kei moaned as he was getting closer to his peak as well as he kept on pumping his cock deep into her pussy, it didn't take long before he screamed out in pleasure and then unloaded himself into her. Normally he would ask but today she had let him in charge of things.

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Kei's intense, full orgasm pushed Rima over the the edge as well, her pussy clamping down eagerly to squeeze out every drop of cum that she could. God, she couldn't think of anything more satisfying than him ramming into her like this, the two of them cumming in unison. She was still trembling as she came down from the high of her orgasm, her heart pounding and cum starting to leak out onto her milky, soft thighs.

"Did you enjoy that?" Rima breathed out after a couple long minutes of relaxing, "I just love what you do to me when you take control, it's better than anything else I've done."

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He looked at her as he came in her, his seed filling her womb as he pumped his cock into her a few more times before he collapsed upon her, he was rather light and didn't push down at her. "I love it." He said to her, his power trip seemed to have not ended just yet as he was already thinking about what he could do with her next.

He moved a hand over to her ass, groping her before he moved his thumb to press against her back entrance. "Have you ever taken anything here before Rima?" He asked her, obviously with the intention of fucking her tight butt next.

[User] The question caught Rima off guard, her eyes widening as she looked out into the living room and flushed. She almost felt like her whole body was burning from her embarrassment. Slowly, the human woman shook her head, feeling butterflies settling in her stomach and leaving an uneasy feeling. It wasn't that she was scared, but what if anal was unenjoyable for her? "Kei," she mumbled into the sofa, "I-I'm not sure about... y-you know."

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Kei certainly wanted to fuck her there and it looked like while she was rather reluctant she wasn't outright turning him down. He smirked at her as he continued to stroke her and tease her there. "Mhmmm... you want to try it?" He asked her as he leaned over to whisper into her years.

"You want me in your ass mistress?" He breathed before nuzzling against her and now slowly fingering her butt.

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Rima squirmed under Kei lightly as he kept her pinned under him and began to gently stroke her skin. She let out a helpless groan as his finger slid into her ass, probing and rubbing inside the tight hole to prepare her. It didn't seem like Rima really had a choice in the matter, but that actually served to turn her on more. I at would his cock feel like? Would he be gentle or rough when he took her?

Giving Kei a small nod, Rima agreed to his desire without words, unsure of what she would say in her nervousness. Instead, she started to arch into his fingers, moaning weakly at the feeling of his curious fingers starting to stretch her ass.

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Kei continued to play with her, using his finger to slowly help her relax her butt. He eventually pushed two fingers into her, probing her and preparing her, he leaned over and kissed her on the side of her cheek before he pulled back his hand and replacing his fingers with his hard cock.

Lining up against her ass, he finally began to slowly push himself into her, filling her slowly with his hard shaft.

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Breathing in hard as Kei removed his fingers, Rima forced her body to remain relaxed when they were soon replaced with his prodding cock. She lifted her body from the sofa then, her lower half bent over and spread a little better as Kei carefully pushed inside her ass. It wasn't necessarily painful, but it was overwhelming and a bit embarrassing, much like when she lost her virginity in high school. Put still Kei pushed forward until he was hilted, Rima letting out a small sound of both distress and excitement into the sofa cushions.

"J-just go a little slow at first," Rima murmured after a few moments of adjusting to the new experience, "I don't know... h-how to feel yet. Mnnn..."

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Kei nodded to her as he continued to push himself deeper into her, he was very slow just as she had told him. He didn't want to hurt her after all, at the same time he also wanted her to enjoy this. He kissed her again before starting to finally starting to slowly pump his cock in and out of her.

His hands went to grope her butt, massaging her cheeks before he gradually sped up his thrusts. Moving one hand over to her folds, he pushed one finger and then two into her netherlips, slowly stroking her pussy.

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With her face still buried into the sofa, muffling her voice, Rima let out a couple, uncomfortable whines I& tried her best to adjust to the new invasion. Kei was mercifully patient with her, she could tell in the way he took his time in riding her, his fingers seeking other places to give her pleasure. Eventually those fingers found her pussy and began to stoke her.

The contact distracted her from the feeling of his cock inside her ass, also turning her sounds of discomfort into pleasure. His speed increased, but she still felt pleasure, moaning softly and rocking her hips back against his own. Her pussy was dripping with juices now, and her ass relaxed enough for her to enjoy him inside her. "S-so good," she moaned softly between thrusts, "D-don't stop, Master. Please!"

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He certainly wasn't used to being called master, he had of course never been called that before, though the call did make him feel very aroused as he continued to pump his cock deep into her as he moaned in pleasure, screwing her rougher now than before as he pumped his cock deep into her tight ass.

His fingers continued to play with her folds, teasing her as he drove his shaft into her tight butt. "I'm close..." He uttered as he didn't let up his thrusts one bit.

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The more Kei teased and thrusted himself into Rima's ass and teased her soft sex, the more she enjoyed herself. she soaked his fingers as she moaned in pleasure under him and started to arch back, even moreso when he let out in a low tone that he was about to cum. That declaration instantly made her feel close as well, his pleasure, knowing he felt good using her body, was better than the physical pleasure he gave her. Biting her lip, Rima continued to gently grind and rub back against her pet-turned-master, eagerly accepting anything he gave her.

"C-cum inside," she begged the feline man softly, "Please Master, I want to feel of you as you cum!"

[Assistant] He continued to pump his cock deep into her as he moaned loudly. He couldn't hold back as he screamed in pleasure, shooting his load deep into her tight ass, his hand still played with her pussy as he screwed her again and again. His hands stroked her body before he gradually slowed down. "Mhmmm... you feel so good Rima." He said, getting used to her calling him master.

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Rima shuddered helplessly under Kei as she felt him cum deep inside her ass, squeezing her eyes shut and moaning into the sofa in unison with his own loud sounds. He continued rubbing her soaked pussy as he came too, pushing her over the edge and making both of her tight, soft holes clench down on him, trying to wring every bit of pleasure out of him until they were both satisfied. Letting out a small groan, Rima fell limp onto the bed, panting loudly and rubbing her face against the bed.

"T-that... felt much better than I thought it would," she admitted with a small giggle, "Thank you, Master..."

[Assistant] He looked at her, still surprised that she was calling him master. He simply laid there panting as he looked at her, he had certainly fucked her ass hard now and back when they were shopping he had made her suck on his cock, all which were out of line for a slave yet she was enjoying it. "Do you want me to continuing acting this way Rima? Act like I'm your master?" He asked, almost expecting her to reject the offer.

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Kei's sudden question startled Rima out of her afterglow, leaning up onto her elbows to get a bitter look at him. He looked a bit surprised right now, and perhaps a bit wary of her intentions. she couldn't say she blamed him, there was no telling how uncomfortable he felt at the new dynamic placed before him so suddenly.

"W-well I... certainly enjoy it," Rime admitted as her cheeks burned red, "I was never very good at taking charge during sex, and you seemed like you were really enjoying having the upper hand, so I guess I just wanted to please you. Do you not like it after all?"

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This was definitely a first for her. "I could keep up the act. Well in bed anyway... however you want it." He told her.

"Yes I did enjoy it a lot." He said, from the way he came back in the store and now from fucking her ass... he certainly did enjoy it a lot. "What should we do now?" He said, certainly ready to take a break from all the fuck that they had.

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Rima's gaze softened at Kei's response to her concerns, nodding and slowly untangling her body from his. She still didn't have a stitch of clothing on her body as she slid her arms tightly around his torso and hugged him tightly, her cheek resting on his shoulder. It was nice to just be close to him too, after being so long without another person to keep her feeling safe and warm.

"We can watch TV for a while, or take a nap," Rima offered as she slowly loosened her hold on Kei, "I usually read on my spare time, and I'm not usually one to leave the house much."

[Assistant] "Sounds great." He said to her as he smiled. "Oh... do you like reading?" He asked her. He had a wicked thought cross his mind but he didn't say anything about it. "Shall I go turn the TV on for us?" He asked her while finally getting up, his hands though still caressing her slowly.

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"I don't want to move at all," Rima admitted with a small grin as she felt Kei's hand on her skin still. It was nice to just be lazy for once, and to have someone to be lazy with her. How had she gone so long without a companion anyway? But eventually things would have to get back to normal, Rima admitted to herself,so the least she could do was not be a total leech and cling to Kei pathetically. With a bit of a pout, she extracted herself from his arms, tugging her dress back onto her body so the coolness o the room wouldn't get to her too much.

"We can watch whatever you like," Rima offered, "I may fall asleep during whatever it is, you've tired me out a bit."

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His hands still roamed her. "Oh I just want to stay here with you." He said to her, thinking that she perhaps wanted to watch something, but with her seemingly wanting to go to sleep he slipped back down into the bed and then moved his hands over to grope her a little.

"I watch you fall asleep then." He said to her as he leaned over and then gave her a kiss on her cheek. "If you need anything from me just ask."

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Rima smiled sleepily at Kei's words, closing her eyes and resting against him again as the TV turned on and a random show played in the background. She couldn't even remember what channel she'd left it on, but the sound of that in the background, coupled with Kei cuddling against her on the warm sofa, was relaxing. Rima didn't get much rest these days, not with her tight working schedule. It was so easy for her to get wrapped up into work, even when she wasn't on the clock. There was always something else for her to do.

"I'm glad you're here, Kei," Rima mumbled softly, her eyes still closed, "I hope... that I can make you really happy here."

[Assistant] He hugged against her. "The time that I've spent with you have been the happiest of my life." He told her softly as he nuzzled her, so glad that he was bought by a kind mistress. Sadly he was sleepy and instead of watching her to sleep he soon found himself unconscious in a sweet dream.

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The rest of Rima's day off was lazy and relaxed, just as she hoped it would be. With her free time, Rima was able to squeeze out some information from Kei, like his favorite food, or some books he may want to read. They watched old reruns in the evening and leftovers from the restaurant at supper. As much as she wanted to continue hanging out with Kei late into the evening, Rima forced herself to go to bed wth him a little early, the two of them curled up in bed together until she passed out.

If every day could be like this, Rima would feel like she was in heaven. Even if it wasn't like this everyday, lazy and relaxing, she knew that having Kei around was going to be amazing.

[Assistant] Kei hugged against her unconsciously despite already asleep. When the morning came, Kei did wake early, hoping to get up and make her something to eat so that when she woke up she'd be in for a surprise. He was careful about using the kitchen and keeping watch of everything so that nothing went wrong. Sadly for Rima she'd have another day of work today.

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Mornings were usually a quiet, almost lonely occasion for Rima. She awoke after a long, good night's sleep, almost thinking she'd imagined Kei being with her the day before, at least until she shifted in bed and felt the tell-tale warmth still between her legs, as well as their shared juices that she would have to wash off in the shower. Rima would have been worried that Kei had run off on her, but she could hear him in the kitchen as he shuffled around and presumably cooked breakfast. As much as she wanted to scold her pet for defying her order to just relax for now, Rima forced herself to ignore it for now and climbed out of bed. She stretched her arms and legs before lightly swinging her upper body and letting out a small, relieved groan when her back popped and relieved tension.

Rima went into the restroom to take a quick shower after she stretched out, putting on one of her usual office suits and makeup before she ventured into the kitchen with her stomach already lightly grumbling for sustenance; Kei's food smelled delicious already. With her already dressed, she could relax with Kei for a while before she headed to work. This suited her, she wanted to spend as much time as she could with him, just in case she ever had to come home late.

"Good morning," Rima announced as she laid her eyes on Kei at the stove. Rima went to the refrigerator and pulled out the orange juice, pouring herself a glass while she watched Kei from a distance. Rima was curious as to what Kei was cooking, but her hovering would probably only make him uncomfortable.

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He turned to look at her and smiled brightly at her. "Just wait one moment... I'm almost done." He said to her, liking the way she looked as she watched him after pouring the glass. She also found a way to make him feel comfortable, which was something that he liked a lot about her.

Kei was making something that he thought was delicious, hard boiled eggs and some hash browns that he had dug up from in the freezer, though clearly he didn't put healthiness on the forefront when making things. It was after he had put everything in the plate and walked over to the table did he realize that he had not thought of anything to drink. "Would you just like to drink the juice? Or do you want some milk?" He asked.

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"I've got my juice," Rima told Kei with a small grin, "I can pour you something to drink as well, what would you like me to get you?"

Grabbing another glass from the cabinets, Rima went back to the fridge to grab something to drink for Kei. Involuntarily, Rima's stomach lightly grumbled, insisting that she get some of the food he'd made inside her soon. Kei hadn't made the most conventional breakfast, but it did smell good, and she appreciated the thought.

[Assistant] He smiled. "Thank you mistress." He said as he smiled at her, he was fine with pouring it himself but it looked like she was already onto it. He waited until she had poured him the milk. "Take a seat mistress and let me help you." He told her as he waited for her before getting seated himself. "I hope you like it." He said sweetly.

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Rima slid the glass of milk in front of Kei before settling into her own chair at the kitchen table. He looked a bit nervous as to if she would like the food he put before her, but Rima was certain it would be delicious. and it was, a tad under seasoned, which was quickly remedied with a pinch of salt, but it was still delicious. Rima wasted no time in eating her breakfast, enjoying the comfortable silence between her and Kei that was only interrupted by the sounds of their forks scraping on their plates. Soon, the breakfast had been cleared away, and Rima actually felt pretty energetic, and ready to face her busy day. To herself she wondered if she should get a coffee machine. She usually bought coffee and breakfast on the way to work, but eating with Kei was much more preferable.

"What do you think you'll do today?" Rima asked Kei with a small grin, "I shouldn't be late tonight, but I don't want to come home to find out that you were bored the whole time, or that you just cleaned, okay? If you want to start reading, or making art, or... I don't know, anything that will allow you to keep busy while I'm away, let me know."

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He watched her before going to sip his milk, he certainly like the milk a lot, though he was drinking in the image of her eating just as much.

He was a little saddened that she had to go, but he knew she'd be back by the end of the day. "I might go clean the place up a little bit more, it won't be a long wait for you to come back." Kei lied, he knew once he had done the cleaning, it would be a long wait, the place was already quite tidy but he did have in mind some things he'd do.


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The young woman wasn't at all pleased---her facial expression made that clear enough, and if it hadn't, the ferocity with which she snapped down on the pen clarified it further. That was okay; while it would have been intriguing, to say the least, if she enjoyed everything he threw at her, it wasn't a requirement by any means. No, if anything, it was an interesting little personal test to see how he felt about being able to toy with someone who wasn't necessarily a fan of the game. So far, he liked it just fine.

"Good girl," Michael praised as she was still, pen between her clenched teeth. It would, he knew, eventually make her drool, and he'd be able to see it from his desk chair. It was anyone's guess whether she'd be able to hold her peace for that long.

He hadn't been lying about hoping to finish up his work; there were a few more things he needed to see to before they went off to dinner this evening and then took the weekend at his home. He wiggled the mouse to wake up his computer and navigated to his email program to open the file he needed to sift through and pulling it up to set about reading it. Once he had it up, he reached over with his free hand and started toying with her breasts again, taking the left one in hand and absently massaging it like a stress ball as he read.

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Mya bristled at the praise, being told she was a good girl for holding a pen between her teeth. In this pose, in this position, there was so much of the misogyny she had been fighting for years. And yet here she was, taking it on willingly. Mya knew, however, that she did so in order to become the person who could take injustice head-on in her future. It was all for a purpose. And she knew, as well, that no matter what he insisted on during this weekend, she could remain safely inviolate in her mind.

These were the thoughts running through her head, as it hung backward off the chair, the drool quickly building up in her mouth. It pooled perversely at the roof of her mouth and then began to run off her lip. Mya quivered, but she knew there was no way to stop it without releasing the pen, and so it began to coat her lip and then drip off, hitting her nose, running down her face. She could not hold back a groan of frustration at that moment, her body clenching in the awkward position, all of her dignity forced to the inside just so that she does not disappoint the rich pervert paying for her education. Yanking at the bonds on her hands, biting down hard on the pen, she closed her eyes as a bit of drool ran directly across her face. She began to realize how hard it was going to be to remain in her mind when her body was screaming at her already.

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Concentrating on the work was a challenge. He'd expected that it would be, had partially intentionally left a little work to do simply to experience working with a lovely and available toy by his side, but it was harder even than he'd expected to read the words and retain the information while he was distracted by the rise and fall of the chest under his hand, the sweet bend of her back, the pleasant firmness of the breast he toyed with.

Mya made an unhappy sound, jerking in the chair, and he looked down at her to see that saliva was already finding its way down her face. He made a sympathetic sound. "I know, it's boring," he agreed, though that certainly had nothing to do with why she was expressing her displeasure. She hadn't done so with words, so he would let it slide. "Here, let me find a way to entertain you while I finish up."

He reached into his drawer again and produced a small but powerful bullet vibe, sliding his hand down her stomach and down the front of her pants. The position stretched the fabric taut, and it took some maneuvering to get the little vibe into her panties and lightly between her lips before turning it on. It wouldn't be on her clit, he hadn't been specific enough for that, but the vibrations were likely strong enough to be distracting after a while regardless without threatening to actually give her an orgasm... assuming, that is, she even managed to be still and quiet long enough to get "distracted."

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She hadn't imagined that the first time Mr. Michael's hands were in her pants would play out quite like this. From her position bent backward over the chair she saw him reach toward her stomach and then could only feel the rest, the way he had to push his hand under her waist band and claw forward until he was inside of her panties. The way he pressed something against her vagina, the cool metal and plastic against her warm flesh. Mya squirmed, not sure if she was more bothered by the fact that this man was touching her so intimately, or that he was doing it in such an impersonal way.

The device he had held in his hand began to buzz like crazy, and Mya gasped out loud. The pen fell from her mouth and clattered on the floor as she attempted to deal with the curious sensations inside her panties. "Oh my god," she muttered to herself. But try as she could, she couldn't move her hips away from the feeling, or even towards it. Not only was it lodged in her pants, but her bonds kept her from moving more than half an inch in any direction. She found herself simply wriggling uselessly on the chair, gasping each time the vibrator settled into a slightly different spot on her sensitive lips.

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The wriggling made maneuvering the toy into place more difficult, but not prohibitively so; telling her to stop moving would've ruined the effect Michael was going for, like this was just casual, and he didn't want her to stop moving enough to do that. Besides, he liked the way her wiggling made her tits move. The little gasps were fun, too---her sensitivity boded well for their time together, whether it was happening because she was a little turned on by the situation or she was just that sensitive. Still, she'd ignored his instructions again.

"I warned you to be quiet," he scolded, pinching one of her nipples firmly, "and I don't have time to change up your position now." His tone implied that she was being unfair and spoiling his fun as he reached in his desk and produced a Jennings gag, doing whatever was necessary to slide it between her teeth and ratchet her mouth open. "I'll have to set a timer for however long it takes me to finish, and we'll see about teaching you to be properly respectful of rules later." He retrieved the last items from the drawer---a pair of nipple clamps---and unceremoniously attached them to each of her pert breasts. "This is a little preview. Now be a good girl and hush."

Michael turned away from her then, back to his screen. In truth, there were only forty or so minutes before he needed to start getting her ready to go, and he didn't anticipate finishing his task taking that long... but it still wasn't time for him to be sure she could collect herself to look put together at the dinner if her punishment upset her. That, and he wanted her to have time to enjoy the toy he'd given her before he introduced more elements she might not find as pleasant.

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Mya paid no attention to his verbal scolding---what, was she 12 that she was going to worry about what this older man said she should or shouldn't do? But she paid plenty of attention to his actions. It began with a hard pinch of her nipple, something Mya had never experienced, and it sent a confusing sensation rolling through her body. She didn't have time to tease apart what exactly she had felt before Mr. Michael doubled down on the indignities. She felt him prying her jaw apart, and with her body bent, her limbs bound, there was only so much resistance she could give---especially when every instinct she had was to open her mouth and speak.

Speaking was soon impossible, when he had pressed the metal device into her mouth and cranked it until it held her mouth wide open. It was a bit of a relief after clamping down on that pen, but she suspected it would soon prove just as difficult. All of her comments to him on that subject however came out only as a toneless whine. Gulping with difficulty she realized that swallowing was going to be nearly impossible in this position and as if on cue felt the drool begin to pool at the roof of her mouth.

All of this happening in her body meant Mya did not really hear Mr. Michael's comments, or notice what he might be preparing to do next. And so the arrival of the clamps on her nipples were met with total shock and surprise. The sensation from before came back, but doubled, tripled, as the clamps bit into the sensitive flesh. And instead of one large jolt, it was a thunderbolt, continuous, starting again even as it might have wanted. Even bound, Mya managed to shake the chair she was in as she bucked and writhed. The sensations from her crotch met those from her chest somewhere in the middle, and the tides pulled back and forth until she was totally unsure what she was feeling or whether she liked it. The pain in her nipples, if it was pain, slowly grew to a dull, throbbing reality in her body. The buzzing in her crotch instead took prominence, and Mya realized that it was arousing her to a shocking extent. Her pussy felt hot, and whether it was sweaty or wet, she was not sure. Mya had never been one to think much of her sensuality, and so the feeling was off-putting to her, even more so when she considered the situation she was in. She couldn't be aroused in such a terrible position, in such discomfort, humiliated by such a man. Could she? Her body seemed determined to give her a disturbing and conflicting answer.

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There would, Michael knew, be time to teach obedience---not in life in general, of course, he had no interest in controlling or being involved with the young woman to that degree, but at least in their time together. It didn't really affect his time with her if she resisted or simply didn't like it, so long as she didn't try to pull out of their contract or make his life a pain every time he tried to get her to do something, but he was betting he could make their time together a positive for her, too, a pleasant distraction from the challenges of school. On the other hand... he had to admit he enjoyed overpowering the bit of resistance she offered as he ratcheted her jaws open.

He paused to enjoy the sight of the lithe young body undulating on the chair, the chain between her clamps clinking softly, then focused back on his work. Unless she was very unusually sensitive, the vibe indiscriminately shoved against her might drive her crazy, but it wasn't likely to actually give her an orgasm. The editor returned to his reading, occasionally reaching over and pressing his hand against her crotch to momentarily increase the intensity of the situation, or giving the chain between her nipple clamps a gentle tug if she sounded like she was getting too close to finishing and needed a little less pleasant stimulation.

The next twenty minutes passed quickly for him, though he was sure that his toy wouldn't stay the same. He stopped the timer, smiling at the clock; more time than he'd expected, which was fortunate, because Mya's body wasn't the only one that had been affected by the situation. He stood up and stretched, then squatted and made sure to lift from his knees as he picked her chair up and put it on the low coffee table that was positioned in the sitting area of his office across from his desk. It gave him a little closer view of her leather-clad arms and jean-clad legs... but it also put her at the exact height he wanted her. Michael squatted in front of the young woman, wiping at the drool that had inevitably streaked her face. "Are you ready to get up?" he asked.

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Mya suffered in ways she had not anticipated, as she sat posed and poised for her benefactor's delight. One way was the simple excruciating physical demands of her situation. Holding up her head, even letting it hang, soon became torment as she began to appreciate just how heavy a skull was. Bent backwards over the chair, her whole body soon ached, desperate to simply shift position or stretch. Her jaw, stretched wide by the device, soon ached as well. But worse than the actual stretch was the sensation of not being able to close her mouth, even for a second.

On top of this was the more precisely painful existence of the nipple clamps. Just when that pain faded into the background, a quick tug by Michael and the sensation would explode into consciousness again. She had never realized how satisfying it was to scream or groan at discomfort, but now that she could not truly voice a thing she wanted nothing more than simply to be able to screech satisfactorily at these tugs. Lastly, Mya suffered from the pleasant sensation in her panties. Every time the throbbing against her vagina grew particularly arousing, every time Mr. Michael pressed it briefly against her clit, Mya felt embarrassment and guilt that she could allow herself pleasure like this. That her body could become aroused while simultaneously being abused. It was the exact sort of thing Mya thought herself above, and she thought that it might be worse when he pressed down on her wet crotch than when he tugged up on her throbbing nipples.

When he lifted her, chair and all, into the air, Mya cried out. Or tried to. With her mouth held open all she could do was make a feeble sounding gasp. She tried to speak, fearful of what he was going to do, but no words could really be shaped. She sighed in relief as he put her down, higher up somehow, her head now hanging back to look at a different part of the office. When he reached out and wiped the drool off of her face, Mya felt a gratitude which she quickly stuffed deep away, indignant that she should feel any such thing for the man who forced her to drool on herself in the first place. When he asked his question, Mya nodded her head vigorously, tears welling in her eyes. The idea of standing, stretching, closing her mouth, they all seemed truly like heaven to her right now. The vibrator, the clamps, they all worked to create a swirl of sensations that she couldn't hope to understand, she just wanted them to stop.

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Mya was lovely to look at, and though he'd worried that he would feel bad once he got in the moment and really got a chance to do what he wanted with his "guest" and chicken out of living the daydreams for which he'd specifically drafted the scholarship, he found that the shine of her eyes didn't dampen that at all.

"Okay," he said amiably. "We'll make that happen for you very soon---we'll need to get you ready for dinner." He slid a couple fingers inside her mouth, though his smile remained friendly. "But since we have just a few minutes before that, we might as well make proper use of this, hmm?"

Michael stood up, pulling his fingers free and wiping them on her chest. Standing put his crotch right at the same level with her head, and he was clearly hard in his pants as he slid off his belt and unzipped the zipper. He freed himself from his pants as he reached down to grab a handful of her hair with his left hand, pulling her head up enough that the angle was right to slide his cock into her mouth, sliding himself in slowly, enjoying the feel of the open mouth against him as he monitored her reaction.

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Mya should have known the question was only to torment her. Clearly this guy got off on tormenting women, and now it was her turn. She'd suffered in this position long enough that now just hearing the possibility of release, only to have it delayed, was worse than the stiffness in her body. Mya refused, however, to break down. She breathed in deep through her nose, wishing she'd taken some yoga classes or something to allow her to meditate her way through this, to leave her throbbing body behind---pain and arousal and all. She looked up at him, upside down, as he leaned forward and slid his fingers in her mouth. It would be a terribly intimate gesture in another context, intimate in another way. Here it felt to Mya more a declaration of what she couldn't prevent. Try as she might to close her mouth, whether to stop him or seduce him, she could not. She could only watch as he loomed beneath her and touched her tongue.

It was almost a relief when Michael unzipped his pants and fished out his hard cock. This, this is something she had prepared herself for. When she had agreed to do whatever the head of the scholarship wanted for these school breaks, she had imagined long bouts of head and sex and whatever else older men wanted from pretty young women. But she supposed her imagination had been bankrupt. She had never thought she'd be tied upside down and her mouth held open with a device as she did not so much give head, as accept it.

She did not close her eyes, she looked up, best she could, with patience as he took her mouth. Hair in his hand, her body tied tight, he could arrange her as he wished and so there was nothing she had to do but feel his cock in her mouth, sliding slowly against her tongue, filling her small mouth. The new sensations were enough to forget the others---the pinch of the clamp, the buzz of the vibrator, the grip of the bonds. Now she imagined he would do as he wished with her, and she only hoped she could take it.

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Tormenting women wasn't something Michael tended to do in his everyday life. He was conscious of how he treated women, kept an eye on his business, the gender ratio of his underlings and their salaries---few women in his life, personally or professionally, had ever had reason to complain about his treatment. But tormenting this woman, in the context of their arrangement? Well, it was proving more fun than he'd even anticipated. He was impressed with her reaction, neither fighting him nor going limp and passively accepting, but waiting.

"Good girl," he praised as he slid himself inside her, over the texture of a tongue gone slightly dry with having her mouth held open. That wasn't particularly comfortable, but he knew her body would be boosting salivary production shortly as he continued pressing in, brushing the back of her throat, continuing until her mouth was pressed against her body and he could see the shape of himself in her throat. Fascinating.

He withdrew quickly, not wanting to overwhelm her at first, and found a rhythm of fucking her mouth that only threatened to brush her throat at the end of each stroke.

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The initial thrust was nothing like the head that Mya had given in the past. Her mouth was bone dry, her jaw held wide open by Michael's contraption. She couldn't close her lips around him, and her tongue could hardly move it was so parched. She could not move her head, bobbing for both his delight and her own comfort. And when he pressed himself deep into her mouth, all the way to her throat, she could not thrash hard enough to get out of the way.

Mya had sucked dicks the same size before, but in those cases she was sucking dick---meaning she was the one doing the work. And that meant not letting any dick near as deep in her mouth as Mr. Michael's quickly was. Mya's arms flailed against her bonds, trying to reach up and push him away in an instinct of self preservation. It seemed impossible he could get so deep, but she quickly realized the position he had posed her in, head hanging backwards, was ideal for this moment. She moved her head, but it seemed the only way she could move was forward, making the situation worse. All it seemed she could do was let the man fill her throat with his cock until it felt like it must be in her neck. Mya gasped deep through her nose, but even that airway was cut off. Eyes watering, she felt the touch of his pelvis on her face and knew that he had put all of himself inside of her.

Mya gave a gasping breath when he pulled back. She was unable to close her mouth, unable to swallow the saliva that was suddenly building up in her mouth. Unable to do anything but feel him push back again, this time only teasing her throat. She somehow became grateful to his thrusting cock, which no longer plugged her throat, but just filled her mouth. This she could take, she told herself, body tensing at each thrust in her mouth, this she could take.

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_Fuuuuuuck,_ this was... not even once-in-a-lifetime for most guys, Michael knew, and he could do this all damned weekend if he wanted to. He wouldn't---intellectually, he was aware that the gag in her mouth limited any chance of her using it for his pleasure, that it would be better with more lips and tongue action, and he'd give her the opportunity for that and so much more as the weekend drew on---but what shoving himself into her dry mouth lacked in pleasant sensations it more than made up for in the rush of pleased power that left his head feeling a little fuzzy as she jerked helplessly against him.

"Good girl," he cooed as she lay pliantly. "Relax," he urged, reaching down to press his hand on the front of her underwear for the moment, pressing the vibrator more firmly against her for a few seconds. Her mouth was quite wet now, saliva easing his path. He wasn't going to last long, not this time, and that was okay---having a partner with no other purpose than gratifying you meant that it didn't matter how long you lasted for their sake, just that you enjoyed it.

He picked up the pace as he felt the edge of his climax approaching and deepened his strokes, sliding further into her each time. "Keep your head there," he panted, releasing her hair as he reached for the clamps on her nipples, freeing them as he thrust into her fully once more, then again, then again, until he finally finished inside her, far enough that there was no question of whether to swallow.

[Assistant]
Mya was aware that the pressure he applied to her vibrator, combined with his verbal praise for her compliance, as all meant to condition her in a way. She'd taken intro to psych, she knew the basics. But she was quite determined that her body and her mind did not need to coexist. Whatever warmth spread from her crotch as he eased his cock into her mouth was not ever going to change her mind about his actions. Even as her body lay pliant and amenable to his directions, she steeled off her mind, knowing she simply needed to endure.

She endured the perverted wet sound of his cock thrusting and in out of her drool-filled mouth. She endured the feel of her own saliva squeezed out of her mouth by the thrusts. She endured the head of his cock plunging into her throat as he pushed deeper and deeper in the throes of his own orgasm. She knew she would soon have to endure his cum, wherever he wished to place it on her bound helpless body.

What her mind did not anticipate was his fingers on the nipple clamps, freeing them suddenly as he finished the fucking of her mouth. The clamps gone, the pain was gone, but replacing it was a new sensation of rushing, pounding blood in the newly sensitive flesh of her nipples. Mya cried out, but the sound was only a gargle as Michael buried his cock into her throat. The feeling of pulsing pain in her nipples became one with the pulsing of his cock in her mouth. She resisted it at first, letting the cum fill her mouth just as her drool did, but there was too much, and too much cock blocking its passage and soon Mya found herself gulping furiously, trying to swallow despite the flesh lodged in her throat, feeling his hot cum travel down her throat and into her stomach. She was startled by its volume, the taste of it filling her mouth pried open, the smell of it in her nose.

[User]
Mya's throat spasmed around Michael as she swallowed, drawing the orgasm out further than it otherwise would've gone, and the combination of the sight of him in her throat and the sounds of her wet gargled with the sensation... well, he could get used to this. When he finished, he pulled himself free and grabbed a rag from his desk, cleaning himself before getting his pants back in place, then returning to his guest. He wiped her face with the rag, clearing away any slight remnants of their time together.

"Good girl," he praised. "Now we need to get you ready for the dinner this evening." He reached out and pressed the vibe against her one more time, then fished it out of her panties and turned it off, setting it down on the table on which the chair was stationed before untying her arms. He lifted the young woman to a seated position, pausing to rub her wrists and briefly massage her back before cupping the back of her neck.

"I'm going to take your gag off. If you need something you can ask, but I don't want complaints," he explained, tone more neutral than the words. The gag came out, and he rubbed her jaw joints. "Would you like some water while I untie your legs?"

[Assistant]
This was the worst part, Mya thought, laying there bound while Michael cleaned himself up, suddenly oblivious to her. Her nipples ached, she could taste his cum and feel it in her stomach, and her whole body screamed to change positions. She supposed she should appreciate that he next turned to wiping her face off, but the rag felt more like it was pushing the drool and cum around her face than cleaning her up. She endured one more press of the vibe and then it was gone, leaving a phantom humming in her sex.

True pleasure came when he untied her arms. Michael helped her up---at this point Mya was sure she would have just hung there limp otherwise, her body felt so worn. Moving her arms gingerly, she felt blood rushing into them and groaned with the sensation. Like her nipples, they hurt more as they returned to normal, turning her whole body into a sexual organ suddenly. Trying to turn her attention to his words, Mya eagerly leaned forward for him to remove the gag. No complaints he said, and Mya stuffed one catty reply after another down in her brain. She breathed deep through her nose, at the point where physical relief was more important to her than winning any points in conversation. She nodded.

It mattered little. When the gag came out she found that just moving her jaw hurt, and the last thing she wanted to do was talk. She simply nodded at the mention of water and sat, closing her eyes, feeling every molecule of her body in some way. Mya was not a girl who worked out, did athletics, or considered her body much of anything but to carry her brain and mouth around, and receive unwanted attention. She found it quite unusual to simply sit and notice every muscle and joint for once.


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It was Friday night, and Kenneth had just sat down in a dark room. He was still in costume, his silver-grey wig fitting him nicely, his gray eyes focused straight ahead at the projector lit screen, the only light in the room. He was dressed as Yu Narukami, the stunning main character of Persona 4. He had turned eighteen just the week before, and being his last year in high school, his parents had given him enough funds to put together some cosplays---specifically Yu Narukami, Balthier from Final Fantasy XII, and Kamina from Gurren Lagann---and get a solo hotel room at the host hotel for the biggest fandom convention in his state.

Unfortunately for him, the anime club in his school had planned a year end trip for the same convention, and he didn't know until the last minute. He could have saved more money to pick up some merchandise with, but with an empty room... who knows what kind of fun can go on?

It wasn't his first convention, but now that he was eighteen, he decided to do what he'd wanted to do since he started: attend the hentai track. After the con staffer checked his I.D. and let him in, he heard the moans of a busty female as she was being fucked senseless by a tentacle monster, all on the projector, in front of the room of people. It felt strange, having this happen around other people, but... maybe if there was a cute girl who was enjoying it he could have some company? He had taken a seat in a corner of the room, watching intently with his prop sword between his seat and the next.

[Assistant]
It had been a crazy day with nearly every person coming up and asking to take her picture with certain poses, posing with other characters, or simply doing something outrageously cute, funny, or downright questionable with a fan of the fandom. Reina was decked out in her costume that presented a sweetly justified Ishtar Rin from the Fate series, whipping out smug grins here and there whenever she could manage. Her dark eyes were covered by crimson lenses, adding that full effect of the limited servant and of course, not wishing to disappoint fellow cosplayers and fans.

However, she needed a break from the onslaught of these events and decided to take a breather at one of the panels---though, a seriously inappropriate one at that. She managed to get in without being carded for her age and so she went towards the back to not get noticed, settling into an empty seat next to a male con-goer. The white and gold crown on her carefully maintained head faltered slightly, her adjusting it gave away a few revealing angles to the guys around her. Ah, best to feign ignorance. As she gently smoothed out the ruffles in her white outfit and eyeing to make sure her golden heels weren't scuffed up, her eyes were drawn to the scene before her as the poor female victim was being assaulted by numerous purple tentacles.

That didn't take her attention too long as something glinted in her peripheral, casting her eyes down to see a prop sword and curiously eyeing the patron next to her. She nearly squealed inside but her black ribbons gave away the controlled shudders, lips unraveling into a smile and eyes twinkling with mirth. _Yu Narukami! Oh my goodness! Someone's cosplaying as him!_ Reina had a terrible crush on the protagonist, wanting to jump in the game or the anime to simply... well, do unspeakable acts! But she didn't want to seem like an obsessed lunatic and stayed silent, returning her gaze to the projection with legs crossed at the knees and her right foot tilted at the right angle for him to glance down at---that is... if he did care to see she had such cute feet and just recently gotten a perfect pedicure to show off the glittering pink polish.

Reina tilted her head, wondering where the plot was going with this particular hentai title, but soon her thoughts leaned to how the room got so cold! She trembled and cursed at why she didn't bring her jacket with her or ended up going back to her room to change. Oh, that's right... to carry on in-character and not ruin the outfit with a piece of clothing that would tarnish the image. She bit her lower lip and squirmed in her seat, nudging really close to "Yu", sinking into the warmth and almost warming out a soft sigh.

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Kenneth hadn't really been paying attention to many of the other patrons, and given the lewd context of the hentai track the room was already almost empty. Most people inside were guys, in costume or not. There were some couples, but not really any single girls. That was, until Reina came in. He was watching the video, tentacle hentai being one of his favorites, so he was getting into it, when out of the corner of his eye he saw a cute girl walk in. No boy behind her, and she made the absolute best Ishtar Rin. He had to turn his head to keep himself from gawking, then, as it happened, she came and sat down beside him!

As she began to adjust her outfit, which was already revealing as is, she accidentally was giving him teasing angles. He couldn't help but look. She was gorgeous! He felt his heart racing. She could have picked any other seat in the row and she picked right beside him. Should he say something? He glanced over at her as she looked at him. He quickly looked forward at the screen again... but not before he caught her sticking her foot at his direction. He tried to sneak a ninja glance down, seeing the nice arch, her perfectly painted nails, done just right for the character.

He then felt her scooting just close to him. Was she cold? Under his jacket he knew he had felt a chill. The staff turned up the A/C for the larger crowds in the convention center, and now that the room was so empty it was decently chilly! This was his chance. "Hey, Rin. Want to borrow my jacket?" He asked, smiling over at her. He had the perfect expression for the main character of Persona 4. Without her reply he slipped off his jacket, revealing his white button up that snuggle fit his broad shoulders. He was decently fit... enough to easily lift a petite Asian girl like Reina. He held it over to her, wanting her to take it before it lost his residual warmth. "You know, you look amazing as Rin." He said, visibly checking her out in the dark room. It was just them in their corner. Maybe...

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Reina squirmed once more, her seat becoming very uncomfortable with the gradual temperature drop. Her ears spiked with tingles as the guy on her left suddenly asked if she wanted her jacket with an in-character impersonation. Her crimson eyes looked up at him, lips parted to see the gorgeous face of "Yu" and donning on a mad blush due to it. She couldn't lose face! She had to be like Rin! Gathering her composure and straightening her posture, Reina gleamed on a grin and took the proffered jacket, sliding it over her shoulders and allowing the provided warmth embrace her. His jacket was large and smelled of cologne, which she definitely liked. She tried to get over the fact that he was so cute and handsome, but she couldn't and oh! Her insides were squealing with supreme madness and excitement.

"You're such a lovely boy, Yu." She tightened the jacket and felt the ends reach to her thighs, covering another part of herself that guys adored. Behind the mask of her character, Reina was free of such inhibitions and roamed further past the boundaries. She stood up and gently settled down onto his lap, snuggling against him with her back pressed to his front, thighs pressed together on top of his as she relaxed and continued watching the animated erotica. "I hope Rise and Yukiko aren't here to see me do this to you... oh, I didn't ask if you had a girlfriend! How silly of me. Well, you're going to be my seat until this is over."

That was quite bold of her! Reina was beaming red inside, screaming at how she could do this but the other side... one that posed out behind these facades loved it. She shifted her bottom against his crotch, curious to see if he was aroused---well, duh, guys are usually standing up proud when they see porn. She pulled her knees up and hugged them to her chest underneath the covering of the jacket. Reina blinked at the sweet compliment, blushing again and wanting to hide her true self into the darkness or at least run away, but she didn't and instead looked up at the towering male, "Thank you... and you win tons of brownie points for coming as Narukami-kun---I have a huge crush on him." Her sitting on his lap? Someone cosplaying as Yu?! Oh, she could die right now. Yep.

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Kenneth smiled as she took his jacket, wrapping it around her form. He had been wearing it almost all evening, so it was certain to smell like him. If all went well, she might just enjoy his scent. "Thank you, cutie." He said, smiling at her as he saw her in his jacket. She was much less revealing now, which would certainly make the cute girl warmer. Just seeing her like that was enough to make him have another warmth building inside.

He watched as she got up, moving to sit down in his lap before joking about having Rise or Yukiko catch them. "Oh, don't worry, I'm single. You can sit here all you want." He said as she pushed her behind right up against his hardened member. He was obviously aroused from the video that was being shown, but something about her sitting on him, grinding on him so slightly... a complete stranger... his heart rate picked up. She wasn't doing this just to tease him, she was seriously feeling to see if he was hard! Being in the back of the room, everyone else focused on the hentai... and he was being teased by a cute Asian girl dressed as a sexy character.

She even brought her knees up. He could only imagine how nicely her cosplay was fitting her, her panties going between her thighs as she was tucked up. "Oh, you're welcome. I'm surprised to see someone cosplaying as Ishtar Rin. She's so specific, but damn... you look wonderful." He said as he looked around at her, seeing her up close. He couldn't help himself. He reached under under her jacket from behind, his hand snaking around her. Would she stop him? His hand went up to her breast, gently squeezing her through her costume. "Mmm..." His other hand went under as well, however... it went lower. Between her thighs. Pressing right into her panties, pushing them between her lips... wait... was she?

[Assistant]
A small strained sound left her pursed lips from the sudden impact of his crotch slamming against her rear, her view going over her shoulder to give him a soft pout. He didn't hide his arousal at all and she wondered just how far she could go without being shoved into the darkest pits of her desire. Reina shifted against him, toying with him to get a reaction. "Single?" A guy who is this handsome and dressed as Narukami single?! Was he lying?! She couldn't help but dig the hole even deeper, wanting further responses! It worked in her favor as he apparently liked the character she was dressed as and of course... vice versa.

The lewd noises that filled the room didn't help matters, at all. But it appeared to be nearing towards the end as several individuals were getting up to leave the panel, resulting in just a few heads in the room to see the credits roll. Reina tilted her head, the crown tipping a bit, "Ooh?" His compliments caused a soft buzz throb between her thighs, heightening the intensity with him embracing her close and--- "A-ahn!" She clipped her jaw tight after the sudden outburst, shivering due to the gropes and fondles, "W-wait a second....what are you doing?"

His hand traveled from her breasts to her thighs, roaming underneath to her heated loins to... to... _Oh no!_ Reina squirmed with a whimper, tightening her inner muscles as a lone finger dipped in to collect the fluids that gushed out in a rapid manner. "Ooh, we need to stop..." However, she didn't raise the nerve to halt his actions, rather indirectly coaxed him on to continue... even perhaps seeing just how far he could go without drawing any attention. Heck, should she even be doing this?! "Nnnhn, Narukami-kun, you sure your friends wouldn't try to stop you? Rise is going to be severely jealous that you're giving me all this affection..." Her thighs clamped around his hand, trapping him between hot flesh and nestling him against her wet sex.

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Kenneth smirked as she responded. Instead of a firm no or stop, she asked what he was doing. His finger trailed between her lips, feeling her wetness. She was wet! And very much so at that. She tried to clench her legs and stop him, but it wasn't enough to stop him from moving his finger, bending it as he rubbed her clit. His mouth came close to her ear as he whispered, "We are in public, we could stop... but I want to do more." He said, feeling her fluids rush out to coat his finger. "I think you want it too." He licked her ear, teasing her that bit more.

He was hard, his bulge pushing against her ass. It was clear that he was rock hard. If she hadn't wanted to get him turned on so quickly, she wouldn't have sat on his lap. "Oh, Rin-chan, of course not. I think Rise-chan might even want to watch." He said, spreading her lower lips with his finger before pushing one inside. "Whoops~" He whispered, beginning to gently and slowly finger fuck her. His other hand was on her breast, teasing it through the thin, revealing top as he toyed with her pussy. She was being touched from two places at once!

"Rin-chan... why don't we move this to my room? I've got my own hotel room all to myself." He said, pushing her legs apart slightly as he slipped in a second finger. "I've got something bigger than a couple of fingers I can use on you."

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This was definitely posing towards dangerous territories, places Reina have never gone to before. This stranger, this guy who was cosplaying as Narukami, delighted her in ways she didn't think it could occur---much less at a convention, but to be immersed in such a situation caused the side of logic to sway. It was like living in the realm of fantasy, being tugged and pulled by the character himself and possibly going dipping into an environment that could potentially carry out unspeakable acts. Reina bit her bottom lip once more, rubbing her thighs together but it was all for naught as he wiggled in a finger past her folds. She ushered out a soft gasp, the sounds of the hentai conveniently covering them from being heard. "More?" Her breaths became shallow, rapid, dripping with sensual desire. How could she stop him?

"Mmph!" Her jaws clenched and a rush of heat spread across her cheeks when one of the most sensitive parts of her was seized: her ears~ She flourished out in trembles, pressing back against him. Oh, she wanted it? It was much more than that! "She can't watch, Narukami-kun... I want you all to myself." Her head tilted, face flushed, Reina almost moaned thickly into the air. Wait. What? He was suggesting to take this to his room?! She could hear her heartbeats thundering in her ears, sweat trickling down her back as she weighed out her options. Was this safe? Dangerous? Should she? No? Oh, God! She arched into his hands, nipples erect from the tight fondles and throbs intensifying as he tantalized her with an additional finger.

She wanted to say no, to politely decline and get away to return to her own hotel room, but this... this was too delicious to pass up. "T-take me." With the last ounce of sanity, Reina pressed off his hands and scooted off his lap, feeling the trickles of her wetness dripping down her thighs as she got up, tightening his jacket around her body. "C'mon, Narukami-kun, this goddess is growing impatient..."

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Kenneth was enjoying her cute reactions. Her breathing, her soft noises that blended in with the moans from the video, it all worked in harmony to make the situation even more arousing than he could have imagined. He couldn't help but chuckle at her say that she wanted him all to herself. "You've got it, princess." He said as he suckled her ear once more, his fingers dipping into her once more. She was enjoying this just as much, if not more than he was, being touched, being teased in public like this. Nothing was stopping anyone in the room from looking over and seeing her lewd faces as he groped her under the jacket.

He smiled when she agreed to join him in his room. It was a first for him, having a girl in his hotel room, much less a cute Asian cosplayer! Instead of calmly saying she would enjoy it, she told him in the most sexually forward way he could imagine: 'T-take me.' As she stood up he reached down fixed himself so his bulge wasn't as noticeable and got up, looking down at her. "Don't worry, Rin-chan. My room isn't too far." He said, taking her hand. He led her out of the viewing room, and soon they were in the elevator heading up to the fourth floor of the con hotel.

Before it reached the fourth floor, he turned to her and gently pushed her up against the wall, pushing his lips on her. "Mmm, Rin-chan... I can't wait." He said as he pulled back, his silver-grey eyes looking into her crimson hues. He walked with her towards room 405, his room. He fetched out his room key, and after opening the door they were standing in the single king sized room, his suitcase in the corner, his bed barely touched.

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The short journey to the elevator allowed Reina to collect her thoughts, now seriously debating whether or not this was even proper to begin with. The hole was getting bigger and she continued to dig deeper without an exit strategy in mind. Still wrapped in warmth due to his jacket, she reluctantly stepped into the open elevator with her fate now sealed. She tilted her head, looking at her reflection within the ascending box, not anticipating being shoved against the wall and being lavished with a sultry kiss. Her shy demeanor almost surfaced but the shred of Ishtar Rin came crashing in, responding with a wicked smirk along with a flirtatious wink.

"You can't wait? How do you think I feel?" It was then she realized how tall her was, the huge gap of their heights making her almost gasp! He was a tower! A freakin' gigantic building that could easily topple her with---gyah! Her face was red, looking away to keep her embarrassment still. Ding! _Oh, we're here!_ She followed him down the corridor and stopped short in front of his room, an internal voice telling her she could simply leave and not have this bleed on her morals and principles, but right as he swiped the card and the door was shoved open she felt drawn in and felt the only exit close behind her with a sharp, loud click.

This was it. Reina peeled off his jacket, throwing it at the armchair before heading towards the bed. "Narukami-kun, you sure you're alright with just me tonight? I thought for sure you had something for Rise-chan." And there she was, in her glorious Ishtar Rin cosplay with hands on hips, looking over at Kenneth with a devilish smirk.

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Kenneth smirked as he watched her peel off his jacket. He saw just how little she was wearing, now that they were in the light of the room, his jacket removed. "Mmm, Rin-chan... I'll be just fine with you. Even if I'm not, I'll just use you until I'm too tired to want anymore." He said with a promising tone as he stepped closer to her. He was between her and the door. If she was going to make a move, she would have. She was his, and he was going to make her feel it.

He moved close and leaned down, planting a hot kiss to her lips before pushing her back onto the bed. He began to unbutton his shirt, and soon he was shirtless, his light muscles revealed to her. Moments later his pants and boxers were off, the only semblance of his cosplay that remained was his silver gray eyes and contacts. He looked down at her, licking his lips. "Rin-chan... tell me, have you ever seen someone as big as me?" He asked, smirking. He was very well endowed, the size of his cock suiting his taller, leaner physique. It looked as though it might break the lithe Asian Reina in two!

He crawled on the bed, moving to grab her and almost effortlessly reposition her on her knees, his cock between her ass cheeks. He gently slid against her tight costume, the material of it being the only thing that separated her from his throbbing shaft. "Are you ready for this, Rin-chan?" He asked, reaching down and pulling her costume to the side, sliding his thickness slightly into her drenched pussy, before grabbing her hips and thrusting in. A few moments later, his eyes widened. Rin-chan was a virgin?!

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Reina almost shuddered as his predatory gaze fell upon her, but she held herself proper and flashed a smirk. "Oh? You'll simply use me? It's not the other way around? Who gave you such authority, Narukami-kun?" His presence towered over hers once more, her petite frame giving that light tremble. She tilted her head, eyes on the action where he blocked the door and greatly illuminating the fact that she was in his mercy. Her heart raced exponentially and the rest of her insides quaked, but she did her best to remain in control of herself before taking dainty steps towards the bed.

"Ah!" More like he was the one who did so with an abrupt kiss to her lips, hot grunts and moans slipping into the small space of air between their lips, feeling him wrestle with his clothes as she landed on the bed with elbows propping her upper body up. "Nnn, n-no." That's right, stay in character, Reina! "I don't allow just any man to come and warm my nights." Her thighs pressed together, hands clutching at the bedsheets with a slight twist at the wrists. She saw his huge bulge and just wondered what sort of mess she got herself into.

Time ripped away from her when Kenneth seized her and had her on her hands and knees, hips pulled back towards him with thighs kicked apart. "H-hey!" A dark flush of crimson spread across her cheeks, "W-wait a second!" She looked over her shoulders, her costumed rumpled by his carelessness and before she could even protest or question him, Kenneth had his thickened flesh gliding against her exposed slit only to slam it in without a moment's hesitation. She let out a sharp series of whimpers, upper body collapsing onto a pillow as her hips swayed side to side to dissipate the discomfort. "A-ahn... oh God!" The pain thrummed heavily in her veins and she bit her lower lip, allowing shivers to conquer her defeated form. Mixed fluids along with a trail of red dripped down her thighs. "I... I forgot to tell you something, Narukami-kun." She pulled forward and emitted a small noise, overwhelmed by the fullness. Yes, she was a virgin.

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Kenneth had expected her to not be a virgin, what with all of her promiscuous and forward actions. She had pushed herself into his lap and welcomed his touches, as well as didn't say no when he offered for her to come to his room. The feeling of her warm blood slowly coating his cock reminded him of what he had just done, and her whimpers only reassured him that he had taken her first time in the heat of the moment.

"Oh Rin... even Rise-chan didn't let me have her first time. Mmm..." He whispered, looking down at the scantily clad girl in front of him. He wasn't going to stop. Not until he had fucked her silly and made her first time something more than a quick fuck. He slowly pulled out of her, her pussy gripping his thick shaft. "Don't worry, it'll feel great." He said before thrusting back inside. He didn't wait for her to tell him to stop. "God... a virgin, huh? I wouldn't imagine Ishtar Rin would be a virgin!" He teased before repeating the motion.

"Oh god..." He moaned, his hands wandering her body and leading up to her breasts, pulling down the front of her outfit before he fondled her breasts. "Oooh... I never imagined I'd have such a cute girl back in my room!" He said, groping her before pulling out and thrusting back in.


[User] John could feel her pull against the leash as she tried to nod, grinning wickedly as he finger fucked her harder, faster. He leaned over her, pushing his fingers in deeper and teasing his thumb against her tight back door as he growled against her ear. "Cum for me, Ashley. Just let it all go and cum." He moaned the last word as he forced his fingers in harder, faster, kissing and biting at Ashley's shoulder. He stayed hunched over her as he worked her body, panting harshly.

[Assistant] The command, combined with the way his thumb teased her tight, forbidden asshole had her moaning, biting her lip to try to keep from letting everyone around them know what was happening. Her clit was tingling, fingers digging hard into the bed as she supported herself. Her knees threatened to buckle as she came nearly on command, whimpering as the tried and failed to hold her sounds of pleasure back. Her cunt grabbed and fluttered around John's fingers, cream dripping over the man's knuckles.

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He moaned as she came nearly as soon as he said it, fingers working harder and faster to force her to scream out her pleasure. He moaned as she whimpered for him, fingers forced in deep to let her sweet cream drip over his hand. He pushed her forward onto the bed, his free hand rolling her over on her back as he brought his cream soaked fingers to his lips and licked them clean with a groan. The front of his gray trousers were visibly tented, his belt looking like it might snap open under the pressure.

"Good girl." He spoke the words softly but with intense pleasure, one hand unbuckling his belt and pulling it free. It snapped in the air a little as he yanked it from his pants, doubling it over in his hand. "I'm going to try something with you, Ashley." He groaned the words as he turned her onto her side, rubbing the soft, supple leather of his belt against the curve of her ass.

[Assistant] No time to bask in the afterglow, Ashley mumbled a garbled "Thank you" and then blinked as the belt snapped in the air. She tensed, but nodded, licking lips dry from panting and sudden nerves. "O... okay." She lifted her head slightly, breath catching at the sight of his hard cock straining his slacks, though her eyes fixed on the belt and her toes curled nervously.

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"Do you want me to spank you with my belt, Ashley?" John was planning on doing it whether she wanted it or not, unless she told him specifically not to. He didn't know if she had any experience, and he wasn't experienced himself, but he knew what he liked and knew what turned him on. Just holding the belt like that, running it over Ashley's soft, warm skin had his cock aching.

He grinned as Ashley's toes curled, one hand stroking through her hair, almost petting her as he teased her body. His belt teased over her hot, soaked cunt, caressing lightly as he moved it all over. He waited for an answer, not lifting the belt to strike until she gave her shaky reply. "Mmmm good girl." He groaned the words as he lifted the belt up, giving her ass a gentle, teasing slap with it. He wasn't going to dive right in, he was going to warm her up slowly, steadily.

[Assistant] The stammered "yes" seemed to have been the right answer, and she squeaked and winced, then laughed shakily at herself as he barely touched her with the belt. She took a slow, deep breath, trying to calm her nerves and catching the sweet, earthy scent of her own cunt. Ashley hadn't been spanked since she was a kid, and nothing in her memory of it made it seem particularly enjoyable, but the game seemed to turn John on, and she was willing to give it a try.

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John grinned and chuckled as Ashley squeaked, his laughter mixing with hers. He stroked her hair and upper back as she breathed, breathing with her and giving her ass another, slightly harder smack with the belt. He licked his lips and rubbed her ass with it, moaning as the scent of her cunt hit his senses again. He breathed in deep and came down again, harder, square across her ass. He hit her with controlled precision, showing himself as a man who practiced everything he wished to become good at.

He could fake it well enough to not betray that he'd never had a living partner when it came to these desires, but he certainly had practice. He set up water bottles hanging by rope and practiced his aim until it was precise and controlled, able to aim a belt or even a flogger anywhere he wanted. His wife didn't know about any of his toys. He kept them hidden, bringing them out when he needed to relieve some stress or frustration.

[Assistant] The progressively harder strokes of his belt stung, and made a loud noise as it hit. Somehow, the sting of it had Ashley moaning, looking up at John and seeing his confidence, letting that relax her into the strokes. The soft blanket and mattress was an odd counterpoint to the solid swats of the belt, and Ashley burrowed her face into the blanket. She winced at the fact that her makeup was bound to smear on it, but then the belt came down and drove that thought out of her head.

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John moaned as he watched her slowly settle into the beating. The fact that she moaned for it made it hotter, his swings coming more steadily now as he watched her bury her face in the mattress. He knew she'd come up with her makeup smeared and that only turned him on more. He groaned and hit her ass a little harder still as he saw it turning pink, growling with intense pleasure and lust. He grabbed the back of her head and held her down, twisting his hand up in her hair as he whipped her again and again.

Once the pink on her ass started turning a pretty shade of red all over he dropped his belt, dragging her head and body around and pulling her face in against his pants. He moaned as he felt her breath on him through his slacks, slowly stroking his fingers through her hair. "Mmmm good girl." He didn't care if her makeup smeared on his slacks, evidenced by the fact that he pushed her harder against them, grinding his hips a little against her face.

[Assistant] The beating had Ashley squealing and moaning into the mattress, the stripes feeling as though they were burning. When John held her down, Ashley squirmed a little against the bed until she was able to get a full breath, her body writhing as the pain built. She felt oddly as if she was floating, when John pulled her up by her hair, blinking as if coming out of a dark building into sunshine. He pulled her to his crotch, and she breathed him in, kissing softly over the length of his hard cock as he ground against her. "Mmn...! Can I suck it? Please?"

[User] John groaned as she spoke against his crotch, feeling her soft, sweet kisses over his thick bulge. "Mmmm only if you ask right. Say 'can I suck your cock please, Sir?'" He grinned down at her as he spoke, dragging her head back and staring down into her eyes. One hand rested on the button of his slacks, ready to open them once she did as she was told.

[Assistant] Ashley looked up John's body, licking her lips, makeup partly rubbed off and smeared, mascara and eyeliner having streaked under her eyes from the beating. "Can I suck your cock, please, Sir?" She repeated his words obediently, speaking almost against his cock as it throbbed against her mouth through his pants.

[User] John grinned as she obediently repeated him, unbuttoning and unzipping his slacks. His large cock sprung free against her messy face, precum smearing on her face and mixing with her already running makeup. She was a beautiful mess, the sight of her only turning him on more. "Suck it, Ashley." He growled the words softly, licking his lips as he stared down into her eyes. He held the base of his cock to hold it steady for her, watching her reaction.

[Assistant] Ashley moaned at the command, her voice breathy as she stroked the tip of her tongue slowly over the side and underside of his shaft. She wanted to get a feel for him before she wrapped her lips around his shaft, lips smearing lipstick over him as she brushed them up and down carefully. He wasn't the biggest she'd ever seen, but he was thick, and despite a day of work he tasted and smelled delicious. She tipped her head down, cautiously running her tongue over his heavy sac, carefully lifting it with her hand so she could suck his balls. Her noises throughout were delighted, enjoying the chance to take her time with his cock and hoping he wasn't going to get frustrated with her teasing.

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John was used to hard and fast blowjobs, the kind designed to get it over with quickly. So, when Ashley leaned in and began to lick and tease him, he wasn't quite sure what to do. He moaned as she tasted every inch of his cock, making him feel huge with the way she took her time with it. He felt something he'd never felt before, and he wasn't quite able to put a word to it.

He stopped trying to think and just watched as Ashley worked every inch of him. When she tipped her head down he groaned. No one had touched his balls in years but himself, but even still he kept himself nicely groomed, his sac free of hair. He groaned as she sucked his balls into her mouth, reaching one hand down and running his fingers through her hair. "Mmmm that's it... good girl. Take your time."

[Assistant] Ashley used to enjoy giving her husband slow, luxuriant blowjobs, but lately she'd hardly been able to stand having him on top of her for a few sweaty minutes. This was entirely different, lingering and sexy, and she suckled his balls with a contented noise, reaching up to stroke his cock with one hand. She worked his cock slowly, almost against her cheek, tongue flickering and teasing over his sac. She switched her hand and her mouth, wrapping her lips around his thick glans and under this retracted foreskin. Her movements had the ring of her collar clinking as she started to bob her head, working her mouth down the length of him.

[User] 'Worship'. That was the word he was looking for. He'd seen articles and stories about it, but never thought he'd feel it himself. He groaned as he watched Ashley stroke and tease and suck his cock, getting even harder in her warm, wet mouth. His foreskin was fully retracted to expose the thick, glistening glans. He felt her tongue against it as she sucked, each touch like fire that burned deep into him. "Fuck that feels good..." He breathed the words and closed his eyes, fingers slowly stroking her hair. "Ohhh good girl..."

[Assistant] Each time John said 'good girl,' it made Ashley thrill, and she moaned in response. The approval and praise, the clear direction without any confusion about what he wanted from her, all if it had her squirming in place on the bed even as she worked her mouth up and down his cock. She sucked harder at that thought, losing herself in the motions of bobbing up and down, almost surprising herself when her lips pushed down to the base of John's shaft. Her moans vibrated the length of him, the slick glans buried in her throat.

[User] John groaned as she pushed all the way down, her moan of surprise showing him she was surprised by it sliding into her throat. He held her down there and ground into her throat, taking away her ability to breathe for a few long moments before letting her up again. "God, Ashley..." He panted the words as he stared down at her, a soft growl of pleasure rumbling in his chest. "I don't want to cum in your mouth, though. Not yet. Turn around." He motioned towards the bed, making a circle with his finger for emphasis.

[Assistant] Ashley pulled her mouth off John's cock, lips connected by a string of drool as she drew back. She wiped her mouth on the back of her hand as it snapped, blushing, and turned around on her hands and knees. "You're... clean, right? I've got an IUD..." She paused, looking over her shoulder at John, makeup mostly smudged and rubbed, hair a mess.

[User] John watched her close as she pulled back, licking his lips as he watched her wipe her messy face. He was pulling his hand out of his pants pocket when she turned back to look at him, a condom in his hand. He lifted it up and smiled at her, nodding. "I get tested every 6 months or so, but, if you still want me to wear this..." He left it up to her, running one hand through his hair. He laughed softly at a thought, getting up on his knees behind her on the bed. "This might be the only decision I let you make tonight, so choose wisely."

[Assistant] _Is there a wrong answer?_ There was a moment of panic, and she swallowed it, "I got... tested a couple months ago, but I think Dan might be... um... cheating" There was a wave of self-consciousness, which she fought down as well. "I don't like them. But it's up to you." She shrugged as best she could on her hands and knees, ass in the air. "I just want you, Sir." She hazarded a guess that he would still want her calling him that.

[User] John felt a thrill run through him as she said that she didn't like condoms, tossing it away almost instantly. He still found it in him, underneath all the excitement and need, to give Ashley a soft and understanding look when she mentioned her husband might be cheating. He ran his hand over her back in a soothing gesture, his free hand grasping his cock and rubbing it over her soft, warm lips. "I want you too, Ashley." He groaned the words as he pushed into her bare, shuddering. Even though they were married, and even though neither of them had ever cheated before, his wife never let him fuck her bare. She was that afraid of kids ruining her career, and she refused the IUD. He'd considered getting snipped, himself, but hadn't done it, yet.

[Assistant] Ashley moaned, her shudder of pleasure matching his as John's thick cock drove into her soaking cunt. It felt so wrong, everything about this strange after four years of marriage, but her body thrilled for him and she clenched around his bare shaft with a gasp. "Nnnnfuck...!" She only realized she had spoken when she heard herself speak, biting her lip and rocking back slowly, the ring of the collar and the leash brushing her throat and shoulder.

[User] John groaned as she clenched down, her cunt squeezing his bare shaft tight. He grinned at her gasped word, grasping the leash in one hand and pulling it taut as he fucked her. He didn't speak, only letting out low growls and grunts to denote his pleasure as he plunged into Ashley's depths. She felt wholly different from his wife, and the new sensations were intense. He felt like his entire body was on fire as he fucked the secretary harder, driving his entire body against hers over and over again.

[Assistant] The wordless sounds had Ashley tingling, gasping, the whole encounter feeling somehow primal and animalistic, and John fucked her like he owned her. The thought had her blushing, but shoving back harder into the man's thrusts, her slick cunt gliding and stroking over every inch of his shaft as she rolled her hips. Her hair fell around her face, and she could feel her breasts bouncing with each rough shove of John's body against hers.

[User] John dragged hard on the leash, arching Ashley's back as she fucked him harder. He grunted with each deep, eager thrust, one hand grabbing one of her hanging breasts firmly. His fingers dug into her flesh, gripping hard and deep into her breast to leave his mark. "Ohhhfuck..." He panted the single word, the sound turning into a louder moan as he felt his body tense up. He pulled out at the last second, something stopping him from cumming inside Ashley as he instead aimed for her cunt and sprayed her with his hot, sticky seed.

[Assistant] Ashley almost whined in protest as John pulled out of her, the sound turning into a ragged moan as she felt hot, sticky seed splashing over the bare lips of her cunt and trickling down her slit. Her cunt an inner thighs were coated, and she could feel the cum dripping down onto the bed under her. She looked over her shoulder at John, practically vibrating with her own need, lips parted in a soft pant.

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John shuddered as he looked down at her, panting harshly and staring into Ashley's eyes. His eyes moved from hers, wandering over her form and admiring every line and curve of her body. He licked his lips slowly, still just standing there. This was entirely new ground for him, and he had no idea where to go from here.

He ran one hand through his hair, feeling the heavy stickiness of sweat keeping his hand from gliding so easily. He closed his eyes and worked on getting his breathing under control. Despite his efforts to calm down, and even though he was not looking at her, the thought of Ashley naked on his bed and covered in his cum was already trying to get another rise out of him. At his age it wasn't happening right away, but he could still feel the tingle of it as he slowly opened his eyes and stared down at her.

[Assistant] Ashley held the pose for a few moment after John opened his eyes again, then flopped onto her back, almost kittenish. Moving against the bed made her sore ass burn a little, but she found that she didn't really mind. Her hands wandered over her breasts, squeezing and pinching at her nipples, rolling them between her fingers. She wasn't quite sure how she was able to be so bold, but she kept her eyes on John's face as one hand slid down her flat stomach toward her cum-drenched cunt.

[User] John wasn't sure what would happen now, and his eyes widened as Ashley began to touch herself. He moaned at the sight, licking his lips and moving over to an armchair nearby. He pulled it closer to the bed , facing Ashley as her hand slowly made its way down to her cunt. His eyes followed the path of her hand avidly, his own hand lightly touching along his limp, soaked cock.

[Assistant] Licking her lips, Ashley pushed her fingers down to spread her cunt open, running her fingers through the cooling cum that coated her slit. She let one finger languidly circle her clit, lifting her head to watching what John was doing as he sat down in front of her. She gave him a smile, dropping her head back and working her finger more rapidly over that hard, tingling bud, her body arching as she felt the wetness of his seed helping her finger glide.

[User] "God... that's sexy." John groaned the words, barely more than a whisper as he watched Ashley touch herself. He licked his lips as her finger circled her clit, watching it speed up and moaning as she arched in front of him. He bit his lip and reached into his pants, pulling his phone out. He got her into view on the screen, licking his lips as he set the camera to record video, making a short little video of her masturbating for him.

[Assistant] Ashley hid her face as he pulled the phone out, but didn't stop what she was doing. A second finger joined the first, grinding and gliding over her clit as she panted with pleasure, body writhing. She caught herself moaning louder for the camera, enjoying putting on a show for John, the appreciation and lust he was showing for her.

[User] John made sure not to get Ashley's face in the shot, moaning softly as she continued to tease herself. His cock slowly began to grow again, his hand wrapping around the base of his shaft and stroking slowly up and down the slick length. He grinned as she moaned louder for him, groaning his pleasure. "Mmmm that's it... show off for me, baby." He panted the words, sitting back in his chair as he filmed Ashley. It was one of the hottest things he'd ever done, something he'd only fantasized about in the past.

[Assistant] The camera somehow seemed to make Ashley braver, and she scooped up some of John's cum, fingering it into her tight cunt with a gasp and a push of her hips. She knew she was blushing under her arm, but the idea of him stroking himself to this, later, had her practically writhing. She shoved her finger in harder before getting more of his cum and working it into her waiting hole.