1. The Daily Chores


    Date: 1/11/2015, Categories: Reluctance, Author: WSCLG, Rating: 14, Source: LushStories

    heights never experienced before is at your feet and you know it. Only, you are supposed to constrain these urges, tamp them down into the depths of your personal and secret depravity. My right hand traces down your body until it arrives at the band of your shorts. You try to stop, but your body squirms, hoping it continues further south. Taking a cue from you, my fingers press under the band, wiggling closer to the gateway of your cravings. I feel the heat rising from within and I inch closer and closer to the prize. I continue teasing your breasts, though my teeth now taste the pleasures of your right nipple. Nipping, biting, twisting the nipple, I drive you insane in my amusement. As my finger splits your labia and locates the nubbin hidden within, I clamp down tightly on your nipple and draw it away from your body. Rubbing in circles, my finger begins a dance of joy upon your clitoris. You can no longer hold back, your mouth opens and a low, keening reverberation emanates from your throat. “You wish to speak, my love?” I ask. Perception is the key and you nod ever so slightly. You dread caving into your cravings, voicing them to this unknown tormentor, but your willpower to resist disappeared as if a wisp. It is not enough to feel the thirst, the desire, and the demand in your loins, you now need to give in to the synapses firing in your brain and accept your predicament boldly and willingly. You yearn to voice your longing. I gently grasp and remove the bandanna from ...
    your mouth. Leaning close, breathing hotly in your ear, I whisper “Do you want more, my pretty one?” “Oh God, please,” you say quietly. Lightly touching your neck, I begin anew. Touching your skin as if butterfly wings, running my fingertips gently down your arms, caressing new areas with each movement, I focus on you. Your pleasure drives me forward. I want only to delight your senses, gratify your urges, and satisfy your hunger. As my fingers traverse down your body, my lips lower to your breasts again. Taking your right nipple in my mouth, I tug delicately using my teeth. My right hand again lowers to your abdomen, creeping closer and closer to the waistband of your shorts. Finding the fabric, I allow my fingers to pursue the soft skin of your pelvis, slithering underneath until locating the treasure that lies within. As my hand glides closer, I release your right nipple and lean over to tantalize the left. Flicking my tongue across the hard button that extends outward, my right hand locates the folds of your labia. Unfurling your lips, I quickly relocate the button of your clit and gently press my middle finger against it; at the same time, I clamp your nipple between my teeth. “Ohhh,” you sigh quietly. “Oh my God, please.” Suddenly, you hear the telltale snick of a blade opening. You start; sit upright, rapidly detaching your nipple from between my teeth. You try to close your legs, but with my body kneeling between them, I prevent you. “Shhh, beautiful lady,” I gently say. ...
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