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He watched the way the fabric slid up her body, and his cock twitched. She reached around behind herself to unfasten her bra— a move that always fascinated him, since he was certain his own arms didn’t bend like that. When she dropped the strapless bra onto the cushion, exposing her breasts for the first time, he had to reach down and tug at the fabric on his thighs to make more space for his dick.

She had lovely bottom-heavy breasts, the nipples slightly upturned. If he attached clamps, they wouldn’t dangle off the nipple, they’d partially rest on the lower swell of her breast. He’d never been with a woman who had breasts like this, and he was already itching to play with them.

Finally, she stripped out of the panties, tugging to peel them away from her wet pussy.

She bent, tidying up her discarded clothes and setting them aside in a neatly stacked pile. When she straightened, he finally got his first good look at her fully nude body.

“Relax your hands,” he commanded when she went back to digging her nails into her legs.

“Sorry, Sir.”

She had a small amount of trimmed and landscaped pubic hair on her vulva above her slit, but the labia themselves were smooth and hairless. Her pussy lips were plump, most likely from arousal. Her hips and thighs were both nicely rounded, and she had pretty calves. Her nails—both fingers and toes—were painted. A conservative pink on her fingers while her toes were neon green.

“You will keep your legs spread. Your pussy should be both visible and easy for me to access at all times.”

Josslyn made a little noise, almost a moan, as she stepped wide.

“I should be able to place my whole hand on your pussy without your thighs touching the sides of my hand.”

She blinked in surprise, and then widened her stance further. She wobbled for a moment but found her balance.

“You are never to cover your breasts, or twist away to prevent me from touching them.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Even if I’m punishing your nipples, you are to keep your chest up, presenting your breasts to me.”

“Y-yes, Sir.” This time the first word was a little fractured.

“Next, you are to keep your palms facing out.”

He hadn’t planned on this one, but it was clear Josslyn needed it. He was going to strip her of those small coping mechanisms so that she was forced to both confront, and then confess to him, what she was feeling and what she needed.

“When standing, you can simply turn your hands palm forward. When kneeling, you rest the back of your hands on the tops of your thighs.”

She obeyed silently, her breath slow and steady through her nose.

“You are not allowed to close your mouth.”

For a moment, her gaze darted up, surprise clear in her eyes. She hesitantly parted her lips.

Ilias pushed to his feet.

“You keep your lips parted as a reminder that I’ll fuck your mouth whenever I want. I’ll bend you over and fuck your pussy at any time too. I haven’t trained your ass yet, but once I do, expect to be used there without warning.”

A visible shiver raced down Josslyn’s body.

“Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” She said the words then immediately parted her lips once more.

Ilias kicked the cushion out of the way and grabbed her chin. Pressed the tip of his thumb into her mouth, hooking it over her bottom teeth. He forced her mouth open wide.

“If I were cruel, I’d make you keep it open like this. Then I’d test to make sure you were open enough by sliding my dick in.”

He released her only to shove two fingers into her mouth, stroking her tongue which thrust up as she swallowed.

“And if I couldn’t get my cock into your mouth without bumping your teeth, I’d shove the biggest O-ring gag I could find in here and keep your mouth open until your pretty tits were covered with your own drool.”

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