erosdiary:“Nnnh… Hannah, please.” Jack pleaded with me as I casually stroked his dick at a torturou
erosdiary:“Nnnh… Hannah, please.” Jack pleaded with me as I casually stroked his dick at a torturously slow pace. I knew he wanted me to stop. He knew I wasn’t going to. We both knew how it would play out.If Jack came for me now then it would mark my final victory over the man. His beautiful little wife, his sweet little kids, hell even his job would all be tossed away in his moment of weakness and he’d be securely slotted to be my personal plaything. Of course if he could hold out just a little longer, another few moments without giving in to his throbbing base desires, i’d let him go and never bother him again. If I so desired I could even go easy on him and enf his torment now.I never go easy.He was dangerously close to orgasm now and I had no intention of letting him walk away. Blowing lightly on the twitching swollen head was it took for him to finally lose control and, with a moan of defeat, he let himself cum. As those ropey blasts of his cum splattered out I couldn’t help but smile. I’d won. He was mine.“Ohh, good boy, Jack sweety. I knew you’d make the right choice. Now I want you to go ahead and call your wife. You’re not going to make it home tonight. Maybe not tomorrow either. We have a lot of games to play.”“Y…yes, mistress.” he sighed out in a mix of lust and defeat. The taste of victory was never so sweet. -- source link