Role Play – Fiction

She knelt, like a good girl, aching for them to come for her. Her need was tremendous. God, why wouldn’t they stop talking and come get her? Voices rose in the other room, she felt the fear arguments always brought. This would be bad for her. It was always bad for her.

Wetness trickled down her thigh. Her eyes darted to the doorway, no one to see. Still the rumbling of his voice, the soft strings of hers as she coerced him. Why did he always give in? Why didn’t he just take her away from all this?

The waiting. That’s what killed her every time. The fighting, well, it only scared her because of what came next. But the waiting was more than she could take. “Fuck them,” she thought, she would bear the stripes either way, wouldn’t she?

Falling forward, her flushed cheek rested on the cold floor. So unforgiving, cold tile, but it felt good…felt real. Pushing her hands under her body, her fingers touched her wet pussy. She was on fire, needed release. Her fingers pushed inside her honeyed walls. Pumping deep, she moaned loudly then immediately stifled her voice. Pressing on her clit, her fingers moved around until they found the sweet spot. Raising her ass into the air slightly, her finger began to fly over her tiny clit. Toes curled as her body responded.

Looking down at their slut, the woman sighed. Damn that girl, I told her to stay kneeling. Taking a paddle in hand as she passed through the doorway, she spanked that tight ass hard while gripping a fist full of hair. Whispering venom into the girl’s ear, “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

“Oh shit!” Caught and badly. She hadn’t heard the end of the argument or the footsteps. She winced as the fingers in her hair forced her to kneel. Trembling now with fear, she was so close to cumming and so far.

“Oh shit is right, little dove.” She stood over the girl, her slut. Well, his slut…still. “I suppose, I’ll have to bind your hands from now on. you disobedient little slut.” Letting go of the girl’s hair, she bound her wrists, behind her waist. Bound hands over a fine ass… a nice image.

“My pet, in here please.” Her icy voice carried into the other room. He cringed. Crap. He was getting tired of doing her bidding. He felt her control…he didn’t like it. Okay, He craved it but he didn’t like it.

Standing in the doorway, he got hard taking in the scene. His girl trussed up, his woman in control. His cock stood at attention as he walked over to Her.

“Suck it.” Her fingers caressed the girl’s cheek as succulent lips wrapped around the length of his cock. How she loved the feel of a soft cheek full of cock. Laughing, she looked into his eyes, taunting him. He gave in, he always did. Closing his eyes, defeated, he felt his girl’s lips run up the shaft of his cock, the head touching the back of her throat. Pulling back, her tongue circled the bulbous head before running down the underside of it. Unable to resist the view, he looked down to see his cock on her face as she sucked his balls into her mouth. That girl knew how to please Him. Suckling noises cut the tension.

“Bitch, what did I say?” Yanking back by the hair, she pulled the slut off his balls. Chagrined, the girl yelped from the pain. “This is for me, not him.” Holding her by the hair, She pushed the slut into his groin harder. “Suck it,” she repeated.

His cock slammed into her mouth. The girl shuddered and began to melt. His juices trailed across her tongue, and then she was gone.

Holding the slut’s hair, she fucked him. Gripping his arm to hold steady, She pumped the slut’s face over his cock. The faster she pushed him, the more she smiled. He was hers, completely in her control. His eyes held hers, the need, the voracious need inside him filled her with desire. God, she wanted him.

Fucking him harder and harder, she saw his eyes glaze over just before he came. Pushing the girl to the hilt, she heard him groan as he shot his cum into the back of the slut’s tight throat.

“Good boy,” She said with a hint of satisfaction. Pulling the girl’s head back, she shook her a bit. That girl was gone…flying. Smiling to herself, she crooked her finger for him to follow. He picked up the girl, kissing her sweet face gently and followed.

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