I usually didn't give in so easily to requests, but there was something about Sophia that softened my heart. Was it her innocence? No, every other girl I've brought home from the auction was innocent at first. Maybe her lack of resistance? Her obedience without questioning me even though it was clear she was reluctant to obey? Yes, that must have been it. I had her in the palm of my hand more quickly than anyone else I'd bought. So that definitely deserved a little special treatment. However, that didn't mean her reward would come freely.
I explored her body with my hands as she sat between my legs, leaning back against me with her head on my chest. I gave her body lots of love and attention, caressing every curve, letting my hands roam from her taut thighs to her toned belly and up to her firm breasts. I just couldnt keep my hands off her. I massaged her tense muscles as we cuddled together, helping her to relax. My hand slid down over her bare mound, feeling just how absolutely drenched she'd gotten since we started playing.
"You seem quite eager for more, kitten," I said suggestively. "Are you enjoying this?"
Sophia didn't answer right away. There was a long pause as I slowly ran my hand up and down over her wet pussy and gently fondled her breasts with my other hand. I already knew the answer, my question was more rhetorical than anything else, but still I wanted to hear her say it. It was like she didn't want to admit it though, as if admitting she was enjoying this meant she was no longer straight and if she wasn't straight then her whole sexual identity was turned upside down. It was a lot to process for her at the moment, so I didn't push harder for an answer. The body's reaction to sexual stimuli could be misleading. Even when sex is forced upon an unwilling recipient, it can still feel good and lead to climax. Body betrayal is a real thing, and it was doubtful that Sophia understood what that was.
"It's ok, kitten, you don't have to answer yet, but this won't be the last time I ask," I said, letting go of her breast and reaching up to stroke her hair. "Just relax, and let me love on you a bit."
Sophia closed her eyes and breathed deep through her nose, letting it out slowly through her mouth as she sunk back against my body. Her arms went limp, dropping to her sides, resting on the mattress. I slipped my fingers between her folds, getting my fingers nice and wet as I teased around her tight little hole. My middle finger slid inside her with ease and she gasped.
I had barely gotten past the first knuckle when I heard her suddenly say, "Miss Rose wait! I need to tell you something."
I didn't wait, however, as it was one of thr words I had a tendency to ignore, and I pushed my finger inside until her tight warmth enveloped my whole finger. As I did so, I noticed the absence of a hymen which I assumed was what she wanted to tell me.
"It's ok, kitten, I can feel it's not there," I said warmly. "And that means nothing to me."
"Oh, um ok," Sophia said with clear relief. "I uh, it broke a few years ago, probably from playing tennis in high school."
"Sophia, I'm not a man," I laughed while absent-mindedly sliding my finger in and out of her slick, wet pussy. "I know that just because your hymen broke doesn't mean you're not the virgin you say you are. Hell, I broke mine at 13 while horseback riding, long before I was sexually active. So relax, I believe you. Using that as a means to verify a woman's virginity is an outdated idea and rather silly if you ask me."
Sophia chuckled with me as she relaxed again, seemingly enjoying the feeling of my long, slender finger inside her. I let her get used to it for a few moments then curled my finger up and began to search for her g-spot. It didn't take long to find it and when I did, Sophia muttered "Oh my god," under her breath. I applied a bit of light pressure with my fingertip and rubbed the sensitive magic spot in an up and down motion.
"How does that feel?" I whispered in her ear, then nibbled gently on the lobe.
"Oh fuck me," she moaned a little louder. "That feels so good."
An idea came to mind and I decided to test the waters to see how Sophia would react to a little physical restraint. I hooked my legs over hers, then used my feet to push her knees apart from the inside. I spread her legs wide, but not so much as to stretch her uncomfortably. Then with my free hand, I took hold of one of her wrists and brought it up to her opposite shoulder. She kept her hand on her shoulder without me asking, and I did the same with her other hand, crossing her arms in front of her chest. I reached around her and pulled her tightly against me, pinning her arms against her chest.
With her legs held wide open and her arms immobilized, I continued to work Sophia's g-spot with an expert finger. As she began to squirm in my arms, I held on tighter which may or may not have made her squirm even more. I didn't speed up though, and my finger kept rubbing her spot at a nice slow pace. It almost certainly wouldn't be enough to make her cum. I just wanted to tease her, inch her closer to the edge of orgasm without going over. I wanted to make her desperate for an orgasm, to make her beg for it this time instead of overstimulating and making her try to hold back. Bring her to the point where she'd try to break free from my grasp to finish herself off out of frustration.
I kept this up for a good ten minutes and Sophia was content to writhe and moan softly in my arms, savoring these new sensations she was feeling. Every now and then I would kiss or suck on her neck, or nibble on her ear. I even put pressure on her clit with my palm so she could get a little extra pleasure as I worked her sensitive spot. It would take a long time to awaken her g-spot, which was my intent with this lengthy tease, but in the end it would be so worth the wait. I only hoped Sophia would be patient enough to wait that long.
A few more minutes and I could feel Sophia starting to get frustrated. However, my pace continued to be agonizingly slow. Finally she said what I wanted to hear, "Miss Rose, I want to cum so bad!"
"Do you now?" I asked smugly.
"Yes please! Just go a little bit faster..." Sophia suggested, wriggling as if trying to escape my grasp.
With that, I pulled my finger out and in a stern voice hissed right in her ear, "You don't get to tell me what to do."
Sophia's movements suddenly ceased and she went rigid as she realized she'd messed up. I let go of her arms and rolled her off of me to the side. She landed face down on the mattress and I climbed onto her back, straddling her and sitting on her tight, muscular ass. I put my hands on her shoulders and held her down with all my body weight.
"You are MY property! Mine!" I said forcefully. "That means YOU do what I say, not the other way around. You can ask, and you can beg, but don't you ever tell me what to do or what I should do. Do you understand?"
"Yes Miss Rose!" Sophia's voice was muffled by the pillow beneath her face and ripe with fear.
"Don't forget, you are here for my enjoyment, first and foremost," I reminded her. "And I was enjoying teasing you. I wasn't done yet. I wasn't ready to let you cum. You'll cum when I want you to cum. I might've told you I'd give you a treat, but that doesn't mean you can have it right away."
"Yes Miss Rose," Sophia mumbled into the pillow again.
"Now, since you seem to lack some self control, I'm going to take control away from you. Flip over," I commanded, climbing off Sophia's back and getting off of the mattress.
