Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-29721398-20170404143642/@comment-36835899-20180908174042

I smile at her coldly as I reach around, gripping a handfull of her ass. She gasps in surprise at the feel of my hand and the look in my eyes. "You want me to fit it, hmm?"

"Y-yes..." she stammers, suddenly confused. "Make it- make it stop..."

I keep my eyes locked on hers as I give her ass a squeeze. "I'll fix it, but on MY terms. You do what I say, got it?"

Defiance starts to show in her look, but it's quickly shattered when I squeeze again. "Okay," she whispers.

My grin widens. "Okay, what?"

She gulps. "I'll do what you say."

I nod. "Put your arm around my shoulders and lets go."

I keep my hand on her ass, squeezing and rubbing as we walk. With her arm around me, it looks like she's the one in control. Nobody even gives us a second look. I walk her downstairs to one of the equipment rooms, keeping my grip on her as I walk her in and close and lock the door behind us.

Spinning her around, I shift my hand from her ass to her breast. She moans at the new sensation, but makes no effort to pull away or fight. Oh, yeah, this is going to be good. I wait as she takes a few breaths and refocuses her attention on me.

"Now, you're going to hold perfectly still. If you make any motion that I don't guide you through or instruct you to take, then I'll walk away and leave you like this. Nod if you understand."

I see a bead of sweat slip down her temple. Her eyes widen slightly, but she nods silently.

My hand slips down to the waist of her shorts. She trembles but remains still, a faint whimper slipping from her mouth as I sslide her shorts and panties down her legs. For a second I wonder what's scaring her more; the thought of what I'm going to do to her, or that she's so completely given up control. I let the thought go as I lift her feet free of the clothes; it's not like it matters. I have her raise her arms and remove her tank top and sports bra. I'm momentarily surprised by how large her breasts actually are as they fall free of their elasticized prison, but I can't help but grin as I notice how hard and erect her nipples are. However much this is scaring her, her arousal is firmly in control.

I decide to have some fun. For the next half hour I pose her, taking pictures with my phone. Desperate as she is, she offers no resistance. I don't think it even occurs to her to worry about what I might do with the pics I'm taking. She shows herself off with no thought of shame, her face displaying beaming happy smiles or looks of horny longing as I demand.

The effort to restrain herself is starting to exhaust her..Time to finish this while she's weak but not yet worn out. I position her bent over a discarded desk, her legs spread wide, feet on tiptoe. At my command she reaches back with both hands and spreads herself open. She's so woeked up, her body so frustrated, that simply pulling herself open causes her to drip onto the floor.

I stroke my hands over her ass, causing her to whimper. "Are you ready for me to fix it?"

Her voice is hoarse and pleading. "Please... I can't take any more... please make it stop..."

I'm glad she can't see the smile on my face right now. It would probably send her streaking out of the room. "One thing you need to know, though. Once I fix it, you'll belong to me." I slip a hand between her thighs without touching her, setting my fingertip just below her swollen clit. "From this moment forward, you'll be my obedient" *tap* "little" *tap* "kitten." *tap* She whimpers loudly with each tap on her throbbing button, her will in shreds, ability to resist totally shattered.

I grip her wrists, positioning mycockhead lightly against her dripping opening. "Say it."

She licks her lips. "I belong to you. I'm your obedient little kiIIIEEEEE!"

I thrust hard as I can, obliterating her virginity in the first stroke. I continue without mercy, tightrening my grip as I thrust deeper into her. She gasps and moans with every thrust, her lust-addled mind focused on my last words to her, like a mantra. "Belong... obedient... little... kitten... " she babbles, a new word with every thrust.

I move faster, harder. Her inner muscles clench and quiver around me, juices streaming down her thighs to form a puddle between her feet. She's close, just needing one more little push... I give her a last hard thrust, shoving as deep inside as I can go. She screams as she feels my release, which triggers her own. Her eyes roll back as her mind is overloaded by the sensation of her first orgasm, her mouth still moving soundlessly to repeat her new mantra.

I slowly pull back, mildly amused to norte the effort she's putting into holding her position. "You can relax now, " I tell her. She slides off the desk, dropping slowly to her knees, her breathing ragged. Turning toward me, she wraps her arms around my knee, resting her cheek on my thigh.

I run my fingers through her hair, taking a firm but gentle grip. She tenses slightly, perhaps wondering if she'd done something wrong. I turn her head until her lips are against my still half-hard cock. She doesn't ask, knowing what I expect as she wraps her mouth around me. At first I keep my grip in her hair, moving her head back and forth. I slowly let go and she continues on her own, taking me deeper with every bob of her head. Feeling me harden again she moves faster, sucking and slurping with a surprising burst of fresh energy.

A groan escapes me as I let go again, filling her mouth and down her throat. Her lips form a tight seal as she gulps hungrily, enjoying her reward. Her tongue flicks over my tip, gathering the last drops before letting me out of her mouth, resting her cheek on my thigh again, purring softly in contentment.