I think about having you come over after Shabbos, after Daddy goes to bed. I would whisper for you to undress and then position you to spread yourself open for me on the living room floor and indicate for you to play with yourself for me while I watched and drank some of Daddy's good whiskey. You love to put on a show, so it doesn't take much more than sucking some whiskey from my fingers before you are slowly fingering your clit, cupping your breasts in your own hands while you look up at me. You'd have to stay quiet, if you started to make too much noise and could wake Daddy, I'd have to clamp my hand over your mouth.
I'd put my rocks glass down and come up behind you as you slide your fingers inside yourself and started to move against your hand, working your pussy as I would bite the back of your neck and then shove that slutty little mouth of yours into a pillow so you couldn't wake daddy up while I pressed my cock against your ass. You gasp slightly, your eyes going wide. You recognize how hard and big it is. It would be difficult to take all my hardness at first, but I'd lube up my cock and force myself into your hole while you tried to soothe yourself by playing with your jeweled clit. Once you saw that your tears just made me hotter, you would relax for me, thrusting your little ass back against me, working up the nerve to whisper, Fuck me harder. Please fuck me harder. I need your cock in me.
I'd plunge myself deeper into your slut hole because it's what you need, the fullness of my thick cock stretching your slut hole ever so slightly. Without it, you might be tempted by one of the boys who has started sniffing around you now that you've started displaying yourself publicly for me and we can't have that. I know how much you like their attention. Feeling that moment of power, knowing they're jerking off to all your needy cries for my attention right before you delete them. Your whorish antics belong to me, not them.
I would shove your face harder against the pillow to attempt to keep you quiet while I spread you out over the couch, reaching underneath you to grasp your luscious tits, delicately bruising your flesh the way you want me to, rolling your hard nipples between my fingers, your ass full of my cock and then reaching down to find your slick clit. I don't even need to push your panties aside since you weren't allowed them today. Not during the meetings you led, not while you displayed yourself for me in the ladies, not when your pussy's juices started running down your thighs while I taunted you when you were supposed to be working, not during Shabbos dinner while you had to pretend to be a dutiful ex-wife. I would slowly play with your piercing with my knowing fingers while I kept your ass full of my cock. You would know that Daddy could rescue you, but do you want to be rescued? If you wake him up, what cruel punishments would I inflict? Just thinking about it makes your nipples hard again. All you can do is surrender yourself to my attentions, there's obviously nothing else to be done but wiggle your ass up higher and meet my hard thrusts.
I slide my fingers into your glossy pussy, fingering your g spot as your greedy little fingers circle your clit. You can feel how close you are getting to your orgasm. Your thighs are tight, your ass is full of cock, your pussy is full with my fingers and you know how to pleasure yourself with your clit and you're not shy about being the bitch in heat that you are in front of me. You bite your lip as you start to tremble underneath me. You know it will feel so good to be free. You're not going to even ask permission, you're just going to lose yourself in being my primal little thing and--
Abruptly my cock and fingers have slid out of your holes. My pussy drenched fingers are shoved into your mouth while you give me your fuck me eyes, pleading with me to give you what you need. I take my fingers from your mouth and give you a swift little slap to your cheek while you whine. No, I say firmly. I said no.
But maybe, I could be persuaded if you spread your pussy open and pushed your hips against my cock. If you turned your head to whisper that you are my fuck toy. What do I want you to do to pleasure me more? Pop your pussy open wider? Watch you play with your titties for me? Rode my big hard cock while my cruel hands roamed your body to do whatever I wanted? You are writhing under me, untamed. Shameless. Your breath comes faster. Maybe now is when you will finally be permitted your release.
I take off my clothes and my rig while you watch greedily. I allow you into my lap for a moment while you coyly rub your soaking pussy against my thigh. My fingers can't help but find your hungry little clit, pressing and circling as you start to moan into my ear, rubbing your pussy harder against my thigh. I push you off of me and give you another swat to your impudent little face. On the floor, I say. Now. You obediently crawl to the floor getting on your knees. You are trembling and eager to prove your worth as my alpha whore.
My legs are clamped shut but you can catch the ghost of my scent in your fevered kittenish brain. You kiss my knee hopefully while peeking up at me through your lashes, one of your whore's tricks that I always fall prey to. Especially once you start kissing the tops of my feet, laying your cheek on them.
I pull you up by the back of your neck, scruffing you as the kitten you are. I slowly and carefully part my legs while you watch, panting softly. You know how to behave to get what you want and you know you aren't coming tonight, you can tell already. But that's a problem for later.
