Part 2

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"I'm going to edge you until you can't think, until your body begs to break but you're not going to come, Ty. And you're not going to let go. Not until I say."

You gasp as my fingers slide between your folds, slowly, skilled, and unrelenting. You kept trying to figure out how I knew your body so well. But as the thoughts began to enter your mind, the waves of pleasure wiped it clean again. I'm precisely circling your clit, dragging my knuckles along your soaked slit without giving you what you crave. Again. And again. Each time you get close, I stop, making you whimper and cry. Your thighs shook and your stomach clenched. "Please sir, I can't--"
You're interrupted "You can. You will."

I pulled you tighter against my body letting you feel the hard press of my dick through my pants.

Sliding my fingers deep inside of you allowing you to feel the press of my knuckles against your outer lips. This chaotic feeling makes your eye twitch and your mouth gape.

"You don't come until I say, you don't leak until I say. That control? That's mine."

I continued my fingers dancing inside you. They are slick and merciless. Making your knees buckle, and tears slip freely from your eyes. Not from ***, from pleasure. From desperation. The cool mix of of denied orgasms and the urge to let go.

I stop.
"On your knees, now."

You instinctively turn around and talk to your knees in front of me. You whimpered again, your body still shaking, mind slowly sinking, your wetness running down your thighs. The cool floor was a shock to your heated skin. Your eyes flicked up -- and I was watching you, belt unbuckled, and and pants pulled halfway down my thigh.

The thick, hard, veined piece of intimidating man meat in front of you made your mouth water.. And I didn't let you touch it yet.

"Open your mouth. No hands."

You obeyed, lips parted, tears drying on your cheeks. When I pushed in, it was slow, deliberate. A claiming.

You ***d around me. Barley getting a quarter of it in your mouth.I groaned.

"Good girl," I breathed, threading his fingers into your hair. "Such a desperate little thing. Do you want to cum?"

You nodded as best she could, drool slipping past your lips. Knowing better than to take it out of your mouth, for any reason.

"Do you want to let go? Allow you to make a mess all over the floor?"

You moaned around me.

I pulled out, leaving just the tip in your mouth. Leting you gasp for air around me. The girth of the head still forcing you to keep your jaw open as wide as physically possible.

"Then beg."

You sobbed as your fingers went in between your thighs. Rubbing yourself back to a place of ecstacy.

"Please, sir. I--I need to. I can't hold it anymore. I'll do anything. Just please let me come."

It was muffled as my dick made you drool all over yourself and not a coherent word left your mouth.

The desperation in your eyes spoke for you.

I took one step forward, eyes gleaming. Sliding my foot in between your legs. Giving you a chance to grind your bare pussy on my shin. You didn't miss the opportunity. Scooting forward and relentlessly bouncing your hips up and down, back and forth. Pressing your pleasure button tight against my leg. You wrapped your arms around my thighs for a better grip.

"Cum, now."

Your body didn't hesitate.

It crashed.

Pleasure surged through you in wild, uncontrollable waves. Heat rushed down your thighs as you shook, convulsing in surrender -- body trembling, crying out, lost in the ecstasy of finally, finally being allowed.

You collapsed forward on trembling arms once I stepped away.

I crouched beside you, cupped your jaw, and kissed your cheek.

"Such a good pet" I whispered. "Mine."

And you were.

Completely.

[St****]

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[ta****]

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