He got off the bed to retrieve her from the floor and really teach her a lesson, but she had already stood. "You wussy slut. You couldn't even hurt me if you tried!"
Chris was getting hard seeing her try to be controlling. Even though she slept around a lot, Zelda was still an anal virgin. He wondered if he could scare her into thinking she was going to get her precious ass raped. He wouldn't really do it, of course, just give the slut the reality check she was asking for.
Zelda wasn't heavy, but her ass was big and stuck out rather far. She loved to bend over and tease his cock with that smackable ass.
"I want you to put on your black pumps for me."
"What? We're having a fight here."
"It benefits both of us. I get to see you in them, and you get to kick me with them when you want to."
She agreed, but only if he'd do it for her. She stood over him while he sat on the bed. Chris held her foot in his hands and rubbed her baby-soft skin. The desire to force her foot into his mouth was growing, as was his seven inch rod. He gripped her small ankle hard in his big hand, loving the feel and the image. As he slipped the shoe onto her foot, he felt as though he was binding her, confining her in those sexy heels.
The straps and the hooks, and that deathly high heel. Walking would be no easy task for the young woman now. He lifted her right foot onto the bed, stretching and flexing her long, yet babyish leg. He put a firm hand on her inner thigh and began to stromp dangerously close to her pussy flesh. Chris knew she would be leaning on him since she was trapped in those shoes. She would be whining for him to touch her and lick her, and force the cum out.
Her body was giving in to him. Skillfully he teased her long pink lips and charmed several strings of nectar out of her.
He leaned his neck toward her mound, his eyes checking in with hers for the signal. He moved in, tongue first. She felt a tiny tornado of wet, smooth tongue. She cooed and moaned with delight.
He moved up, wanting his tongue to flick and flick directly on her supremely sensitive clit. "No, baby, come on you know I can't take that."
Ignoring her, he used his right hand to gain better access to his goal. She could sometimes handle a towel between his hand and her clit if he used the most delicate touch, but this was far more intense. She screamed in confusion and backed away from him, but he held her ankle, and she fell.
Chris pressed the side of her heeled foot very gently against his erection. It soothed him and excited him equally. Zelda, always loving the opportunity to rebel, knocked her foot against his cock as hard as his grip would allow.
The room smelled of Zelda's arousal. He hopped off the bed as she hopped off the floor. They faced each other, each ready to pounce. Neither was completely sure if they were ready to hurt or fuck the other.
Chris jumped at her and grabbed her in his arms. She clawed and scraped at his back, so he released her and then clung to her tits. They both cried out at the mild torture.
"You, uhhh, stupid mother fucker!" She yelled.
"Mmmm Nasty whore," he pushed toward her and bit her teeth lightly. She squealed with delight. This time she didn't even try to fight back, instead she opted to enjoy the kinky treatment.
He bit harder and harder, trying to get her angry. She finally gave in and threw her hands around his neck. "Oh damn girl, I love it," he gasped. His teeth released her flesh to attempt to breathe. She had gained control. She savored it, pushing her hands together as tightly as possible.
Chris pushed his knee up toward her pussy to show his humble appreciation. She spread her legs, needing any type of release. "Please, oh god, Chris."
He tried to please his goddess, massaging the blooming crevices the best way a knee could. Zelda could stand it no longer. She grabbed her own womanhood and let her ass vibrate to her own instincts.
