SS chapter 15 - Sex Stories

SS chapter 15

... form and helped her upstairs. Once they were safely in the waiting area he sat down on the couch putting pressure at Bree’s hips to bring her to her knees in front of him. “What’s the issue Bree?” he asked as he sat back into the cushions of the sofa. “I can’t take this Sir, It’s too much, I need to…to…” “Need to what Bree?” “Finish,” she said barely above a whisper. “Oh I see, well, this is a punishment I’m not sure I am inclined to grant your request.” She slowly lowered her head to the floor, her arms crossed behind her as though for binding. “Please Zorne,” she begged, putting her cheek to his boot. “No, not yet, when we get home I will allow you to come, but not until then. It pleases me to see you this way.” She drew in a shuddering breath and he leaned down gently stoking her hair while slowly turning up the intensity. “I only hope I don’t go insane before then.” They went back down stairs, Ethan eyes were trained on her features, her lips were red and swollen, the flush that often stained her cheeks had crept down her neck to the tops of her breasts. He shifted his slacks to hide the growing bulge there. He kept the device on at a low, steady intensity as Bree, Tei, and Lottie looked through the fabric books. Teis arm grazed Bree’s breast as she reached to point out a particularly pretty pattern. A soft moan escaped her lips, he quickly moved to her leaning to whisper into her ear. “Careful Bree, you’re skirting the line.” “Yes Sir, I’m sorry,” she said. All three ...

... would be starting with under bust corsets to limit the pressure on their lungs. Lottie predictably picked out a baby pink silk with mint green vines. Tei settled on a black silk with red cherry blossoms. Bree chose a deep wine colored brocade with black scrollwork skulls. He knew they would all be gorgeous. He had planned to take them to several more stores, but seeing Bree’s almost panic stricken expression as he got them settled into the vehicle, decided to head home instead. Looking in the rearview her head was back against the seat, her thighs clenching and unclenching every bump in the road causing her eyes to glass over. When he stopped the vehicle he hardly had time to open the door before she was sprinting up the stairs. As he topped the staircase her saw her standing on the landing, her thighs and fists clenched. He opened the door for her and she dashed into her nook. “No Bree,” he said firmly, “out here.” * * * Bree stopped dead in her tracks. Had she heard him right? He wanted her to do this in the living room, in front of them? If possible her cheeks seemed to flame higher as she poked her head from the playroom. Ethan was sitting between Tei and Lottie on the sofa. He had laid out a blanket and pillow on the floor in front of them. She was past the point of caring, she would have done it on the street if he wanted her to. She ran to the blanket and slid down to her knees her breathing ragged, a shimmer of sweat on her nose and brow. “May I…finish, Sir?” she asked. ...