She sat in the room...waiting. Waiting for hours now, sitting at the edge of the bed wondering when He'd come in. She had come home from work to see him sitting on a chair in front of the door, that look in his eyes.
"Go sit on the bed and wait for me, now."
She had, and still she waited. Sitting on the edge of the bed wondering....hoping...heart racing. When the door finally opened she actually yelped. He walked in and stopped in front of her. She stared up at him, her heart hammering in her chest by this point. He was completely naked. She looked down at his cock, mouth watering like some pavlovian dog at the sight of his soft cock. Wanting it in her mouth, wanting it hard, wanting it fucked into her face. She didn't notice when his hand went behind her neck and squeezed. Her head shot back up as she fought to hold the scream in.
"Eyes up. I want you looking at my face, not my cock. I know what you're thinking about, you dirty slut and you don't have my permission. You're not allowed to even think about my dick in your mouth till I say."
She whimpered but made sure she was looking in his eyes. Those crystal clear eyes, blue and cold. The hard set of is mouth...lips pressed together. There was violence contained in him, and it was ready to come out. She shivered but at the same time she could feel her nipples grow hard and rub against her bra. She enjoyed the sensation but tried not to let it show on her face. She had to be good now, be good so he'll let her suck his cock. He began to massage the back of her neck, hard but not painful.
"Good....I want your shirt and bra off. Do it quickly now."
He released her and she quickly took the shirt off. The bra was a little harder. In her speed she stumbled on getting the back hooks off. She looked up at his face as she struggled to get it off, searching his features, but his face remained impassive. Finally her heavy breasts came free as she ripped the bra off of her body. He stared down at her, her tits heaving from her heavy breathing. His hands grasped both mounds, pulling them up towards him as he kneaded them like dough. She arched her back, knowing how close to pain she was, eating the sensation like she wanted to eat his cum.
"Had a little trouble there, didn't you?"
He began softly rubbing her nipples. "A little...I'm...I'm sorry." She said breathlessly.
He began to put more pressure on her nipples, squeezing harder little by little; she took a deep breath, back arching more. Her hands behind her supporting her so as not to fall back against the bed, so as not to anger him more.
"No you're not, but you will be."
He squeezed a little more, eliciting another yelp from her. He smiled, lowering his head down and licking the red tips of those nipples. She moaned. The soft wet licks mingling with the pain. He played with the tips a little bit more and then released. He stepped back and stared at her. Her large breasts hanging there, red and swollen.
"Lay back on the bed."
She did so quickly, her eyes still closed. The room was silent as she waited. She couldn't sense where he was, but was afraid to open her eyes and see what was next. After the clock on the nightstand clicked by another minute, she finally did. Her eyes widened and her hands went instantly to cover her chest. There was another man in the room. She hadn't even heard him come in.
"No one told you to cover up. I'm gonna have to punish you for that."
She looked between the both of them. 'I...I don't understand, who is he? What are you doing?"
He shook his head. "Now you're questioning me...looks like you didn't learn your lessons."
He came to the bed and grabbed the belt loops on her pants. She gasped and opened her mouth to protest, but he had already lifted her roughly and flipped her around on her belly.
"So I guess this will have to be the hard way." He said. She held herself still, not knowing what was next. She didn't have to wait long as his hand smacked her left ass cheek. Her eyes watered, but she held still.
"I'm feeling a little kind, so I'll answer your questions." Another whack connected to the right cheek. Each whack was steadily getting harder. She was thankful that her pants were still on.
"This is James. You can't see, but he's looking at me spank you. James is a friend, he's gonna be a silent friend...but James has his listening ears on. You better believe that sweetie." Another whack came, tears were flowing freely now."
"Looks like James is enjoying the show, got a little pup tent going. Go ahead and take your clothes off James, make yourself comfortable."
She whimpered, not knowing how to react to this strange man in their bedroom. But then she realized that the whacks had finally stopped. Before she could get her thoughts together hands suddenly grasped her pants. It took all she had to remain still, wondering which hands were on her. The pants came off, exposing her gleaming red ass.
"She's got a nice big ass, doesn't she James? Look how still she's lying. Go spread her legs open."
