Thread: Making it Right (Ruphhausin and HeatherHeart)

HeatherHeart said She bit her lip, a moan threatening to escape her mouth, but she managed to fight it back as his hand continued to play along her mound. He seemed to know just how to touch, just how much pressure to apply, and she was finding it harder and harder to resist the feelings her body kept pushing forward. She knew he could easily tell how moist she was becoming, the fire building in her stomach hotter and hotter, but she didn't want to give in. Didn't... want to enjoy this. It wasn't even her choice, really! But then he slid his finger along her clit and she moaned out loudly, entire body shivering.. and she knew it was too late.. she couldn't hide her reactions from him anymore, the growing passions. He talked as he teased her. He talked about how she would definitely be his sexual slave. His.. fucktoy? She hated the sound of that word.. the meaning of that word.., but what could she do?? And even as he dangled hope in front of her, she cried out loudly, echoing from the walls, as he slipped two fingers into her now slick tunnel, spreading it wide with welcome friction, and she trembled on his lap, impailed by his fingers, utterly under his control now..his thumb and fingers working in concert to make her moan and squirm, face down on his lap. And then he told her to take off her blouse, and she shivered once again.. would she be allowed no privacy or control at all? She did as he said, however, and managed to squirm enough to get the buttons of her blouse undone, tugging it off and placing it on the floor where she would be staring at it, and the reaching back to unclasp her bra, releasing her modest 34B breasts, light pink nipples pressing into his thigh as she lay back down obediently, wishing she had the nerve to fight back, to resist, but she just didn't see any way to. Not right now, anyway. She would have to wait for her change, and.. mmmmm.. oh it felt so good, too.. as his fingers delved into her, his hard cock shoving roughly now into her trim stomach. Click to expand... Devon soon was moving, his arm getting under her stomach as he moved her where she was now bent over his desk. He leaned in, his fingers still pumping into her as he allowed her to feel his other hand as it unzipped his trousers. He let her feel his cock as it came out of his pants, knowing how astonished she would be at it's large size. He rubbed it against the one side of her ass and thigh, letting her get a feel for how big it was, both in length and width. He then leaned in more, his mouth at her ear as he told her just what she was in for. I feel how tight your cunt is, Tara, and that is very good, because I am about to stretch you with my big cock. You are going to start guessing how big it is from the start, as now your real Slave duties to me start. Two fingers is no match for my real width, but then I am going to make you really work in satisfying my expectations of you... He removed his fingers and placed the plum-sized head of his cock at her dripping wet pussy. He then move his hands to her hips and took her, thrusting every bit of his cock all the way inside her with one immense invasion. He held her in place, grinding his pelvis into her so she felt it all as he wanted her to. He let her react to what he did, not wanting to continue until she made her first guess as to how big his cock was as it was deep inside of her pussy.