Gia surrenders.
Finally, it dawned on her that there was no way out. For all her flirty texts and teasing selfies in her tantalizing red teddy and then her topless pictures, so had no choice but to continue the affair, or her safe, if boring, little life would come crashing down around her like shards of glass and the man standing in front of her, Tony would be happy to watch.
"Take it off!" His voice was soft, but the threat was clear if she didn't comply. The threat was ever-present and so, resigned to her fate looked down at herself. She crossed her hands and gripped the shoulder straps of her lacy red teddy, slipped them off and let the teddy slip down, past her erect pink nipples, past her flat stomach and finally past the matching red lacy maties. Now, she stood topless before him.
Alarmingly, she felt the familiar trickle of her juices in her pussy and then the ache. The ache of her sex was so rarely satisfied until Tony had shown her what her pussy could experience. Her nubs stiffened further, and all at once she hated and craved the feeling that washed over her now.
Tony had made her perform this act of complete submission before he would touch her. She both loved and hated this submission, but she knew that if she performed it correctly, the rewards would be many and earth-shattering. Five weeks in as many weeks, she had played hooky from her job, driven to Tony's hotel room, and subjected to Tony's sexual depravity.
And who she fucking loved it!
For Gia, it was like waking from a grey, dull soul numbness into a world of illicit, wild sexual excitement and complete, leg-shaking, sweaty satisfaction. Tony always satisfied Gia; in ways she couldn't have imagined she would need. Her cunt was sore from his fucking, but that didn't matter.
