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Twisting On The Gallows Pole
Date: 11/17/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: blin18, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories
reposition my weight when you touched me. You were clearly at fault.” He scowled back, trying not to smile and failing. “Don’t forget those socks … Sir,” I said, deadpan. He took off the socks and visibly steeled himself to go on without complaint. He was going to get harder to trick after that one. We played for a few more minutes and between my speed and his reach there were no more fouls. Finally I was blocked, unable to spread my arms to opposite sides of the mat; he called my foul gleefully. I looked at him with big, innocent, schoolgirl eyes, batting my lashes. “What do you want me take off, Sir?” I asked breathily. “I could start with the stockings unless … you know … you want me to leave them on? They are part of a matching set … but, you know, it’s your choice.” “Well,” he considered. “They do look very nice … and part of a matching set, you say?” “Yes, Sir,” I said, looking away and smiling, pretending to be shy. “A four piece set. I bought it specially.” “Oh? I see,” he mused. “Specially, huh? So really, it would be ungrateful of me not to let you show them all off together.” “Well I didn’t say that, Sir,” I said. “But sure, that’s one way to look at it.” “Oh, I wouldn’t like to seem ungrateful,” he shook his head. “What else could you take off instead, do you think?” “There’s really only this, Sir,” I said softly, looking up at him through my eyelashes as I fingered the collar of my school dress. I deftly popped the top button and then ran a finger slowly down ...