“Put these on.” These were an oxford styled shirt with the first button starting just beneath the navel, the cuffs rolled back and a short suede skirt three inches above the knee. “No bra. When you’re ready, come find me.
We’d made great strides in the last few days and tonight I planned to up the game. It was getting close to the time when I would fuck her for the first time, if she could just get past her affinity for my cock.
It was the one area where we were still having trouble. As soon as I released my cock in her presence, her face would take on this far away look and she’d pounce. It was hot as fuck, not to mention good for my ego, but she wasn’t being obedient now was she?
She came into the study where I was sitting waiting. The shirt hugged her curves, exposing the inner swells of her breasts, while showcasing her pebbled nipples against the soft cotton.
I could see the excitement was already making her limbs heavy as she crossed the room. “You look amazingly beautiful kitten, come.” I held out my hand for her and took one of hers when she reached my side. Turning it over, I lifted it to my lips, kissing her palm before releasing it again.
“Sit.” I tapped my thighs so there would be no mistaking where I intended her to sit. She straddled me a bit tentatively, her lip caught between her teeth, hands on my shoulders. In this position, her skirt rode up to just where her pussy started to show.
I didn’t dive right in of course. I’m not a boar. Instead, I trailed a finger down the middle of her chest as I held her eyes. “Feed me your tongue Kitten.”
We tongue wrestled until our mouths and chins were wet and we both needed to breath. She was rocking her pussy against my cock, until I held her hips to stop her. “You said you had a question Kitten what is it?”
Pushing her back, I teased the hair back off her face so I could see into her eyes. “I was reading some stuff on line like you told me to and I saw something that wasn’t in the contract or any of the things you showed me.”
“And what might that be?” I ran my hands up and down the outside of her thighs.
“A safe word, I don’t have one of those.” I took my time before answering her. It was a legitimate question and one that shouldn’t be taken lightly. Though we’d played a lot in the last couple of days, we hadn’t done anything that would make her too uncomfortable. I hadn’t pushed her limits as yet. There would be time enough for that later.
“We don’t need safe words. Love, trust, they negate the need for them. You will trust me to know your boundaries and to respect them. If your boundaries interfere with my pleasure, my wants, you will love me enough to push them.”
She ducked her head until I raised it again with a finger under her chin. “What is it?” I’ve grown to know her so well, that I always know when there’s something on her mind.
“You said…love, does that mean that you love me?” She bit her lip and fought to keep her eyes on mine.
“You wouldn’t be here if I didn’t.” Her cry of joy pierced my heart as she threw her arms around my neck and tried to choke the life out of me.
“Oh, I love you too Callan. I do-I do.” She peppered my face with kisses, making me grin before I got her back under control. “Let’s go play.” I tapped her ass before standing with her in my arms. I had just one more thing to do to break down her barriers.
I hadn’t spent all my time playing in her pussy and ass, but getting to know her sexually and teaching the young inexperienced girl about her own body and her desires.
She had a penchant for pain, which just blew my mind and she was growing to love anal play. Having the plug stuffed up her ass all day except when she had to remove it for necessity sake was having a profound affect on her.
She was still shy about using fuck language though, which was something we had to work on. I find that words can spark the imagination like nothing else and wanted her to get the full enjoyment out of the things we were going to do together.
In the bedroom, I laid her on one end of the bed, bending down to take one of her nipples in my mouth and sucking before moving to the other one.
‘Okay, tonight you’re going to touch yourself.” I walked around to the other end of the bed. Her indrawn breath told me she was still battling her shyness, but tonight, I meant to push her until she learned that it was perfectly okay to touch herself no matter what some prude had taught her. She’d done it that day in the restroom because I’d ordered her to. Now, I wanted her to feel free to want to touch herself without the guilt.