Thread: Professor Dilemma {Niklaus Wirth & Enigma_x}

With a slant of a gaze, just momentarily, Niklaus silently admired the selection of toys laid out on the mattress, before looking back at Ava, his hands holding the clamps displaying its many manoeuvres and functions. His eagerness to experiment on the lassie was apparent with a beaming visage, and a quick-to-regain-consciousness cock that bathed in its valour, and a concoction of the girls saliva his ejaculated cream. Oh do you now? mocked Niklaus, leaning forward to put the toy meticulously on the bed, just to prevent the chains from tangling too much. His focus was then averted towards the advancing subject that formerly laid seductively, oozing a deprived aura her words eventually led his right brow hike upward. Earn? Are you trying to one up me, whore ? The frown was authentic, his hands frozen to the side despite the fact that her hands were crawling on his bare chest. You should realize that I have complete control over you here. And you dont tell me that Id have to earn to do anything to you, understand? You are mine. Mine alone . , asserted Niklaus a hand almost had shot up to slap her across the face for what she had said, but her genuine innocence prevented him from doing so, and hed scoff amusingly to brush off the words that came from her. Hed teach her through his acts alone, he was sure. A smile came across his features as he continued, a hand gently arranging luscious locks of hers away from her face as she gazed up at him. It will hurt, a bit, he explained, a voice blunt yet assuring, But, its the kind of pain that easily becomes addictive. Niklaus face danced closer to her own, leaving a kiss on his lips as light as a gentle breeze of wind caressing her beautiful face. Daddy will take care of you, Ava. Daddy will take really good care of you. Just trust me. Niklaus comfortingly conveyed, his eyes locked with hers and then he slowly backed away letting her reunion with the luxurious comfort of the mattress surface. Niklaus was quick to follow her, his form towering over her, his legs gridlocked hers on either side his singular focus were now on the remnants of clothing which he needed to get rid of. Dexterously, his fingers unfastened the belt that coupled her lingerie with the stocking. Once that was done, his eyes shifted upward to find her pair, an enthused smirk winding his lips the brim of her stockings on either limbs were instantly being rolled downwards. With a few movements to adjust his own position above hers, Niklaus had finally managed to get rid of the translucent black pair of garments. The only thing now left was her undergarment. Choreographing his descend on the bed, the professors torso remained on top of the bed, while the portion from his waist below bent around the edge of bed, his knees finding the rigid surface of the floor. Niklaus face was lingering over Avas clothed cunt, the stench of her arousal burning through the flimsy fabric a welcoming whiff for the male just as he had dragged the female to form the posture as pictured. A long, hungry sway of his tongue across the veiled goodness ensued, teeth accompanying this eager licking to graze against that swollen nub that clearly probed against fabric. The brunettes large hands held Avas legs in their grip, emphatically parting her legs to allow this tongue tactic. It was surprising how Niklaus decided to tease her cunt just as he did instead of baring it for a more proper meal. He liked teasing his partners he thrived on it. What do you think, Ava? Do you want me to rip off this final flimsy bit of the garment thats on you? Do you want my tongue and my lips on your hungry, juicy cunt? Niklaus moaned, and accompanying that was another teasingly thriving flick of his tongue over the now soaked garment partially from his saliva, and formerly from her leaking juices.