1. Katie the Krispy Kreme Klepto


    Date: 7/6/2017, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, BDSM, Blackmail, Bondage and restriction, Discipline, Domination/submission, First Time, Male/Female, Older Male / Female, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Spanking, Stockholm Syndrome, Toys, Virginity, Written by women, Author: ravebloodnymph, Rating: 68.8, Source: sexstories.com

    shirtless and shoeless, running his hands up the inside of my thighs to spread me even more. “Wh…what…” I stammered, but he bit the top of my thigh, making me yelp. “Quiet. Don’t make a sound until I want you to.” “H-how will I know…” “You’ll know.” I gulped; well, that didn’t sound formidable or anything. I trembled, dropping my head back against the soft pillows again, feeling his fingers gently massaging the muscles of my thighs. My cheeks were on fire, knowing he was so close to…to there, looking right at… “Ah!” I cried out in surprise, my back arching. I glanced down, alarmed, to see his eyes closed, his mouth pressed firmly against my clit, his tongue circling the hard, sensitive nub. Another swirl and I gasped again, my legs jerking once more. He growled against my flesh and my neck arched back, my mouth open in surprise and pleasure. I’d never had oral sex either, and it was, in a word, shocking. Masturbating had never felt this good , that’s for sure. I groaned as his tongue drove deep, his thumbs holding me spread for his torturous mouth. It became an effort to breathe and every exhale carried with it another shocked moan or helpless cry. It didn’t take long for me to reach my peak. My cries grew higher, more desperate and my legs trembled. “Oh, please…” I breathed…and he pulled away, leaving me hanging right at the edge. I let out a frustrated scream and jerked at all my bounds, lifting my head to look at him pleadingly. “Wh-why’d you stop…oh, please, Sir…” I ...
    begged. ----- It took all my willpower not to press a hand against my aching cock, straining in my pants at the sound of her begging, her taste still on my tongue. I smiled at her, licking my lips. “You know, as pretty as it is to hear you beg, I don’t think you’re ready to cum yet,” I purred, pressing kisses over the soft skin of her thighs and stomach. I delighted in her desperate growl, chuckling. “Poor Katie. Always getting yourself into a predicament, aren’t you?” I trailed more kisses up her body until I was hovering over her, supported by my hands. I took one perky, tight nipple into my mouth, sucking and laving with my tongue. She whimpered, her eyes rolling back. Oh, she was just so sensitive and so fun to play with. I tugged with my teeth and looked up at her face. Her brow was furrowed and her soft lips parted, breathing hard and heavy. I released her breast. “Look at me, Katie,” I murmured. Her eyes opened and she looked at me, desperation and frustration deep in her eyes. “Ask me nicely,” I said, grinning. I saw the flare of anger in her eyes and loved it. ----- Ask him nicely? Wasn’t I already begging?! I thought, fuming. But I tried not to grit my teeth as I pleaded, “P…please, Sir…can you make me cum?” He looked thoughtful for a moment. “Hm…yes, I suppose I can. But I don’t think that’s the right question.” He stood abruptly, making me want to scream. God, my pussy was on fire and he wanted to play games? Wasn’t this what he wanted in the first place? I watched him ...
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