ProfNigma Stories #5: If Wishes Were Hornets #7 - Sex Stories

ProfNigma Stories #5: If Wishes Were Hornets #7

... being sucked and licked until I say so. You can just give up any ideas of control and don't fight back. If you do, I can't be held accountable for what happens to you. Are we clear?" Sam just nodded, breathing shallow breaths to keep calm. "That's a good girl. I'm going to let you speak, but only the words 'Yes, Master' or 'No, Master.' Now take that top of yours off. I want to see those big slut tits bounce as you service me." "Yes... master," Sam said, doing as she was told and undressed completely, feeling absolutely helpless. "Now get to work." He didn't leave Sam much of a choice as he gripped her head tight with both hands and f*rced her mouth onto his hardening member, It had been so long since she'd done anything like this that it took some work getting reacquainted with sucking Freddie's cock. And having no control of how far he would push her head down or how fast he'd pull her back made Sam feel really uncomfortable, and somehow, insanely turned on. She began touching herself with her free hand, inserting two fingers inside herself, amazed at her own wetness while her other hand kneaded her breasts. "Look at that wetness... you really are a little whore aren't you? A man gives you a job to do, and you can't even manage that without grabbing your tits and fingering that naughty pussy of yours?" Sam grinned at him, and his he pressed further down on her head, pushing his member deep into her throat, ending her smile. He took it a step further by grabbing her nose, ...

... thus stopping all airflow, and for a few seconds kept her there before letting go and pulling her face off of him. Sam took a deep breath, gasping for precious oxygen as her eyes were watering from being unable to breathe. "What the hell was that, Freddie?" A hard smack fell across her face, as he pulled her up by her hair and looked at her red, tired and puffy face. "Let me make something dear to you right now. We are not dating. We are not here to make love. You are just a collection of holes for me to fuck wrapped in a soft body with great tits and perfect ass, nothing more, nothing less. You are mine and you will submit to me. Am I understood?" "Yeah, Fr-" The words had barely left her mouth when he slapped her breast, leaving a bright red handprint in his wake. "Yes... Master." "Good. Now..." he said, grabbing her shirt and ripping it up to make a piece of cloth, "we are going to move forward. Put your hands behind your back." Sam did as she was told and Freddie quickly wrapped her hands together behind her back, keeping them from moving. "Now, since you apparently need stimulation at all times and want to be in charge, I'm going to give you exactly what you need." He pushed her face down onto the bed, leaving her exposed ass in the air. He rubbed her peach up and down, spanking it softly every so often as he crouched and licked her from behind. Freddie licked her flavor from his fingers and got two of them nice and wet as his hand crept up and his two fingers slowly ...