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I peel her panties down to her knees and have her spread her legs as much as the elastic will allow, which isn’t far. But it’s far enough that I can slide my fingers between her thighs and cup her warm pussy.
Her eyes close and I smack her ass hard enough to leave a handprint and she cries out. When she still doesn’t open her eyes, I pepper both cheeks with a dozen hard smacks each.
“I warned you, Zara. I want your eyes open. If you fucking close them again, I’m going to take my belt off.”
Her gasp is audible, but her eyes fly open. I’ve been controlling and dominant with her, but so far, I’ve never threatened her with a true punishment. Her cunt is soaked when I touch her again. Clearly, my threat did something more than scare her. I’ll have to keep that in mind.
I stare at her in the mirror while I stroke her clit, and she struggles to keep her eyes open. Every time her lids droop down, I pull my hand away and she blinks them open again.
“Luke, please. This is so hard.”
“I know, Flower. But you’re going to be a good girl and keep your eyes open until you come for me. After your first orgasm, you can close them all you want. But if you keep closing your eyes, then you’ll never get to come. Do you really want to go to bed horny?”
Her eyes go wide, and she shakes her head. “Please no. Please let me come.”
“I’m not stopping you, Flower. You just have to keep your eyes open. Let’s make this a little easier so you know you don’t have to endure hours of this. If you don’t come in the next fifteen minutes, I’m just going to fuck your ass and send you to bed with no pleasure for yourself. But if you’re a good girl and you watch yourself, come, I’ll fuck you just the way you like and make you come over and over again.”
My hand is resting against her pussy, and she clenches in my palm at my words. I drag a finger up to her tight little rosebud and apply a little pressure. “Is that what you want, Flower? You want my cock in your ass tonight?”
She shakes her head and stares at me. “I want to come,” she whimpers.
“That’s a good girl.” I rub her clit in quick circles, applying a little more pressure every few seconds until I find the amount that makes her squirm against my hand.
I shower her with praise as she stares at herself in the mirror, and her breathing gets erratic several minutes later.
“Luke, please. I need it.”
“Just let go, Flower. You can do it.”
The orgasm isn’t intense, I can tell by the little sound that comes out of her mouth as it contorts from the pleasure rolling through her. “That’s it, Flower. Watch yourself. Do you see what I see? A gorgeous little cumslut who loves getting off.”
The bit of degradation turns one orgasm into two, and I don’t say anything when her eyes close, because I’m being treated to the show that is Zara’s face as she rides the blissful wave of pleasure taking over her body.
Before she can finish, I roll a condom on and push into her, loving the way the last tremors of her orgasm squeeze me. She backs into me, urging me to fuck her, and I willingly give in, settling into a harsh pace that has her crying out in pleasured pain.
“Open your eyes again,” I command. “I want you to see what you look like when I’m railing you.”
Her eyes pop open, as her mouth opens wide in distorted pleasure. The needy expression on her face is amplified by ten just from her eyes being open, because I can see the need in them.
It pushes me over the edge, and I growl as waves of pleasure rocket through me.
We are quiet through our cleanup, and she doesn’t argue when I crawl into bed with her.
But once again, I don’t sleep while she tosses and turns next to me. She’s burrowing under my skin, and I’m more than attached. But I know the only way this can end is badly. And I’m reminded of that again when she wakes up a few hours later.
“Sleep OK?” I ask.
She sits up and shakes her head. “Weird dreams all night. You?”
I echo her response and shake my head.
“I need something from you,” she says.
“What’s that, Flower?”
“Let me set up an appointment with Joe. I’ve already told you there won’t be any sex. Just please? I need to work. I’m going crazy.”
There is nothing about this I don’t hate. But her pleas can’t be ignored, so I sit up and drag a hand through my hair before I climb out of bed to head to my room. At the door, I pause and stare at her for a moment. “I’ll see what I can do.”
