Revenge, Pt 5: The Red Mist Decends - Sex Stories

Revenge, Pt 5: The Red Mist Decends

... held her by the chin. I looked down her body before meeting her eyes, revelling in how she was shaking. Her legs were apart, and I reached down and slid my finger across her pussy lips, finding them dripping wet. At long last, I looked into her eyes. She had an expression so intense, so beautiful, that my breath caught in my throat. She looked so pleading, so sorrowful, and so incredibly lustful. I tightened my fingers around her jaw. I noticed the pink mark I'd left on her face had already started to fade, and I knew it wouldn't bruise. "Now, are you going to be good? Or do you want to leave?" I asked. I was threatening her with kicking her out, but I also had to make sure she still wanted to stay. This whole thing was meaningless if she didn't have the choice. It had always been that way. After my initial plan to reveal myself to her in the bathroom, she'd started every single meeting between us by coming over here. When things had gotten more intense last week, she'd come back for more. I didn't need to make admit that she liked it, but I loved hearing it. She stared at me with that incredible expression. "I'll be good." she whispered. Again, I felt my breath catch. Everything about what was happening was driving me insane. She was so beautiful, so sexy, and so perfectly submissive. And now she had been tied up and abused, and still all she wanted was to be good. "You'll be a good little slut for me?" I asked. She nodded quickly, expression serious. "Say it." She hesitated ...

... for only a second. "I'll...I'll be a good little...slut...for you." she said. "Good girl." I said. I slid my finger back across her pussy again, and kissed her forehead. She let out a breathy moan. I lay back down on the bed and pulled my still erect cock out of my boxers. I needed to cum soon, all this waiting was driving me insane. But I wanted to tease her more. "Don't put it in your mouth." I said. She nodded, and slowly tried to move into the right position. She forgot about not having her arms to support her and she fell forward, her head colliding gently with my thigh. I sighed impatiently as she tried to move her legs back to give her enough leverage to lift her head. She managed to sit up again. She pushed one leg back, and one forward, making her stable enough to lower her head without falling. She looked incredibly focused. Her humiliation at being tied up, the pain of being spanked, none of it seemed to matter. All she cared about was getting back to pleasuring me. She started again at the very base of my shaft, and licked up, incredibly slowly, to the top. I lay back and closed my eyes. Her soft tongue once again explored every inch of my fat cock, long, slow licks from base to tip mixed with small, teasing touches around the head. I stood as much of this torture as I could, counting every passing minute, just hoping she'd take me into her mouth again. I finally opened my eyes. If I didn't get more stimulation soon, I was going to go insane. Jessica continued to ...