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Monique wanted to tell her that she didn’t care about other people.You’re the only one I want to please.Yet she didn’t dare stop what she was doing without being told to. Anticipating Helen’s next order led to her sensitive nipples hardening against the end of the bed.
“Don’t stop.” Helen’s nails dug into Monique’s scalp. “Eat my pussy until you choke.”
Now that it was official, Monique threw everything she knew into making Helen come as hard as possible. She relaxed her face and relegated her breathing through her nose; she grabbed Helen’s waist and held on; she flicked her tongue against everything it found, pushing aside all of the fabric that dared to get in her way. There was only the hot and wet skin before her mouth and the empowering taste of freedom inside Helen’s delectably welcoming pussy.Tell me more about what a slut I am.Undo her bun and pull her hair. Demand she finger herself. Remove her mouth and bend her over the bed to finger her from behind.I really want that.Monique wanted to know what Helen’s raw power felt like… push her into the bed and thrust into her as if that was all that mattered.
Helen tensed before she released a long, loud groan that matched the pulsing of warmth and wetness on Monique’s face.The taste of Helen’s climax was not surprisingly unique, but it did thrill her even more, inciting Monique to stroke herself between her legs.
Three waves of intense undulations thrust against Monique’s stalwart face before Helen settled against the bed and relaxed her shoulders. Monique eased away before diving back in again, pulling aside the soaked strip of underwear to lick a long, tortuous line from the top of Helen’s slit down to her opening entrance.I’ll do all sorts of things to your pussy, Mistress.Monique sighed against Helen’s hot flesh.Just like I’m sure you’ll claim mine all over again.
She sat back again, rubbing her hardened nipples against the bedspread and looking at Helen as if she were the most beautiful thing in the world.She is. My God, I can’t believe this.
Helen’s nail touched Monique’s mouth but did not wipe away the remnants of her orgasm. “Even now you look so put together,” she huskily said. “I bet your heart and pussy are begging me to fuck you, though.”
Monique’s legs quivered at the thought. “Yes, ma'am,” she said.
“Say it. Beg me to fuck you.”
“Please fuck me, ma'am. Make me yours on both ends.”
Helen teased her submissive’s skin, and for a moment Monique thought she would at least flip her over onto the bed and eat her out until they were ready to do more again.Yes, yes!Monique could see it, her petite body completely enveloped by Helen’s, her fist splitting her open and thrusting into her until they no longer saw themselves as human.I want her on my face and my thighs.Anywhere was fine. As long as she gotHelen Warner.
“Just like you’ve been fantasizing about what you want me to do to you for so long now,” Helen began, tapping her thumb against Monique’s chin. “So have I planned out what I want to doto your body. Hold tight, my nymphet. I have a wonderful plan for giving you pleasure unlike you’ve ever felt before. I just hope you remember your safe word.”
Chapter 14
Denied
The sun was barely up when Monique awoke the next morning. Birds chirped on the tree branch outside the window to Helen’s spacious bedroom. Best of all, the chilly air wasn’t so bad beneath her plush comforter… and the firm arm holding Monique’s body to Helen as she continued to doze in the crook of her girlfriend’s neck.
Monique tried to go back to sleep but was too frustrated. After all that build-up yesterday evening, Helen informed her that she would get no relief until Tuesday… at the earliest. Monique was agreeable only because it was a part of her role. Inside, she screamed to have Helen do it at any moment.
She didn’t even care about the kink anymore. All right, so she cared. But not to the extent that she would demand it.I was sent to bed so aroused I almost had a dream.A dream in which Helen held her much like she did now, only with something else going on between them.
Monique would be irate about it if she didn’t know this was a part of their ongoing scene. Even last night, when they cuddled on the couch and watched a movie while sipping tea, Monique knew they were more in a scene than not. Helen was keeping her princess locked in a palatial tower so she could take her time. Why not, when she got an orgasm even if Monique did not?She’s denying me. It seemed to be one of Helen’s favorite games. Rile Monique up and then make her beg for it for twice as long. Well, there would be no begging right now. Not until Helen asked for it.
Then Monique would turn on the pleas like her life depended on it.
Helen woke up not long after. “Good morning,” she mumbled, rubbing Monique’s arm and looking at the time. “Bad news, darling. I have a couple of short meetings this morning. I hope you don’t mind. You’ll have me for the rest of the day afterward and all day tomorrow.”
“That’s fine.” What was Monique supposed to say? “I can wait for you here.”
“I’ll make sure you’re taken care of.” Helen got up and went to the bathroom while Monique stretched and admired the view outside. When Helen emerged in a business casual skirt and blouse, she plopped a box on the unmade bed. “Open it.”
Monique hopped onto the bed and brought the box toward her. Inside was a lacy purple negligee that looked like it would barely cover her.It’s lovely.Monique hardly wore enough purple. Perhaps that should change.
“Put it on.”
Helen was fastening her belt and applying perfume.I guess she wants me to model at seven in the morning. Monique obliged, pulling the lingerie over her torso and letting the lace settle on her breasts and around her hips.
“Good to know I guessed your size correctly. Never know how that’s going to turn out.” Helen rounded the bed and drew her girlfriend into a kiss. “You’re beautiful. The perfect gown to wear to our ball today.”
“Ball?”
“A ball for you and me. I’m so smitten with you that I plan to keep you entirely to myself today.” She squeezed Monique, hand roaming toward her rear. “I’ll make sure you’re well taken care of, but you’re to stay in here, all right? And keep this lovely thing on for when I get back.”
Then will we make proper love?Monique remained still as Helen kissed and nipped her bottom lip. “I will.”
“That’s an order.” Helen’s stern voice was authoritative enough to make Monique tremble. “I’m having breakfast downstairs with a colleague. I’ll make sure some is sent up for you. Use the bedroom and bathroom as you please.”
