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„Is that the truth?” I probe.
She shakes her head.
„What is the truth then?”
She closes her eyes, as if in pain, and when I force her to look up at me, by pushing her chin up with my index finger, I see a tiny swell of tears bubbling in her eyes.
„Because I was ashamed,” she finally admits. „I’m a twenty-two-year-old virgin, and I’m just so…sick of it. I just want to get it over with.”
„That’s not how it works, especially with what we’re doing,” I tell her. „You want a Master, right?”
Her fake lashes flutter nervously when she nods.
„Well, if I’m going to be your Master, that means I carry a lot of responsibility for your wellbeing, do you understand that?”
„Yes, Sir.”
„I can’t just play around with you if you don’t even know what it’s like to be fucked,” I go on, and her lips quiver when I lean in closer, stroking her delicate cheeks while our eyes lock on to each other.
„And I don’t think this is the right place for you to lose your virginity,” I add, and she lets out a disappointed sigh.
„Does that mean you don’t want me?” she asks. The tears in her eyes are dangerously close to rolling down her cheeks now.
I shake my head. „Oh, no. I very much want you, little flower. But we will be doing things a little differently—and you will be punished for lying to me.”
„I didn’t lie,” she insists.
„You withheld an important piece of information,” I say. „That’s dangerously close to lying.”
She opens her mouth but doesn’t say anything. She just stares up at me, leaning forward, with those lush lips parting as if to invite me in. I can feel the heat of her arousal radiating from her exquisite little body and find myself unable to resist the magnetic pull of her innocence.
Untouched. She has never been touched by a man before. She has never felt a man inside of her. I will be her first—and I will make sure that she loves every minute of it.
She doesn’t wait for me this time, but finds the courage to initiate another kiss before I can stop her. It’s almost as if she’s trying to prove her readiness, as if she wants to show me how much she wants this.
And it’s working.
I can’t stop myself from giving in to her, and before I know it, we’re engaging in another passionate dance, our tongues intertwining with greedy desire while I push her against the wall with my entire body. She wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me even closer while rubbing her intoxicating body against the hardness between my legs.
I have to stop this before I lose control, I know I should.
But instead, my hand finds its way between her legs again, surpassing the tiny barrier of fabric, before I find her soft lips and dip my finger in her tempting wetness again. She moans in response and parts her legs for me, making it impossible to stop when I should. Grinding against me, she tightens her arms around my neck, her tongue dancing with mine so hungrily and with such expertise, that doubts are starting to creep into my thoughts.
Was she lying to me? She’s so eager, so ravenous, and not at all shy like a virgin—at least not while she’s this close to me. She did appear timid and shy when I made her stand in front of me and present herself.
Another moan fills the room when I circle her clit, applying more pressure than before. She appears to be close to coming, and I’m starting to contemplate my next move. Should I let her come? This fast, this easily? That’s not my style. I’m a pleasure Dom, and my punishments are less about spankings and inflicting pain than they are about edging and teasing until the girl loses her mind. And I have yet to find someone who can keep up with this kind of torture.
This could be a good test for her.
I’m dangerously close to venturing further and spreading her tight channel with a finger or two, but just as I’m about to give in to that yearning, I gather myself.
No, I’m not going to break that barrier with my finger. It would be a waste. Her cherry will be popped by my cock, and nothing else.
I retreat, and she responds with a loud groan that seems to be born out of frustration more than lust.
„Please,” she breathes, still holding on to me with one arm, while she moves the other down to my crotch. She follows the outline of my erection with her fingers, and I almost explode when she wraps her grip around my length.
„No.” My objection is followed by a quick motion to grab her wrist and move her hand away from me. „Not like this. Not today.”
