1. A Creature Named Estelle: Chapter 4


    Date: 4/27/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Authoritarian, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Domination/submission, Written by women, Author: IamAsexualBeing, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    getting you all sorts of fucked up tonight.” I grinned at him and turned to pick up one of the shot glasses the bartender had set down on the counter. I gestured for him to take it from my hand but he put his hands up and said, “Wait. Why aren't you having anything to drink?” I laughed then and simply said, “You're the only drug I want Matthew... Well, you, and your blood of course.” A deviously excited but nervous smile spread across Matthew's face and he quickly grabbed the shot glass from my hand, tipping it back and drinking down the strong liquor. He then picked up the last two shots, one in each hand. I heard him mutter, “Well here goes nothin'.” and he drank them down one right after the other. I took the two empty shot glasses from his hands and set them back down on the counter. I giggled quietly as I saw him clear his throat, and blink his eyes fast a couple of times, as he started to slowly feel the brandy invade his blood stream. I stepped closer to Matthew and slithered my delicate hands up his chest and around his neck. My firm breasts pressing into his chest, I leaned forward and whispered into his ear, “You're being such an obedient boy, so far. I wonder, will you last with me the entire night?” I laughed quietly, and sensually in his ear, before suddenly nipping my sharp teeth at his earlobe. He grunted softly and jerked, but didn't move away from my embrace, and slowly a sadistic grin spread across my face, as I licked a small drop of his blood from my ...
    bottom lip... He just gazed at me, quite like a deer caught in the head-lights. Laughter suddenly bubbled up from within me because of the look on his face. “There, there; my dear Matthew.” I said while gently running my fingers through the short hair at the nape of his neck. “You are safe with me... Tonight, I will not push you past your limits, and though I will be in control of you, should you ask, I will stop, immediately.” With that, I pressed my lips firmly against his, and slid my tongue into his mouth without any resistance from him. Our tongues danced around one another inside our mouths, and I heard him begin to mutter a low moan; I tightened my grip around his neck, knowing all too well that the mixture of alcohol and my sweet, toxic saliva entering his blood stream, he was swiftly becoming absolutely powerless to my advances. I continued kissing him, getting more and more passionate as I felt his rock hard cock straining through his trousers and pressing against me. I would not wait to have him, any longer. I broke the kiss, stepping away from him and then beginning to slowly unbutton my red trench coat. Matthew's eyes moved down with each button I undid, until finally I pulled my coat open wide and let it slide off of my shoulders, exposing my taped nipples, corset cinched waist, and my skin tight, blood red and crotchless latex pants. I thrust my trench coat at Matthew saying, “Here, be a dear and hold this for me.” and he quickly grabbed it, and then folded it over ...
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