So usually when I exercise my "power" on a woman, I follow a general pattern - After I work my charm, I lead the mindless slut to my apartment, use her till I'm bored, and then kick her out while my cum is still oozing down her thighs. Fuck it and chuck it.
But this one... well, I wasn't ready to chuck this one.
In the morning, I spent a few minutes admiring my successful conquest. She had collapsed naked on top of the bedspread. I ran a hand over her perfect body, and when she didn't wake up, I began to fondle her ass and breasts at leisure. She was clearly exhausted from the fucking she got last night, but she managed to let out a satisfied guttural noise in response to her master's touch. I couldn't resist, I woke her up with hard slap on her soft, shapely ass. She turned over to face me, groggy and confused.
"Good morning, slut," I said, my hand still enjoying the flesh of her ass. "Get up and fetch me my book bag."
I rested comfortably in bed, watching her naked body stumble across the room, probably quite sore from last night's vigorous pounding. She brought me my bag like an obedient dog, and curled up to go back to sleep. But I wasn't done with her.
"Sit up," I commanded, thrusting my smart phone into her hands. She sat up and leaned against the headboard, still looking groggy. "Put your number in my phone," I said, "And your address." When she started typing, I slipped a finger inside her. She spread her legs like an invitation, still sleepy, closing her eyes and pushing her aching cunt against her master's hand.
"Keep typing, slut." She resumed her task, and I rewarded her with a slow little stroke of my finger. "Good girl. I also want your email address." I fingered her lazily. "Do you have a phone number for work?" She moaned an "Mmmhmm" as she continued to type obidiently.
"Oh, and for the contact name..." I said, sliding my finger in and out of her sore, used, yet still hungry cunt. "For your name, put 'C-train Spit Bitch' so I remember who you are."
When she finished typing, I reward her by teasing her with two fingers instead of one. She moaned and closed her eyes.
"I'm not done with you yet." I handed her some papers from my bag. "Sign these."
I know a few porn sites that pay me for my pics and footage. Some of them don't require a release form from the female party. But it's so fun to make her sign away her rights anyway...
I started fingering her harder as she looked at the form, trying to read it, but much too distracted.
"It's a release form," I said to help her out.
