Page 129 of Her Sloth

“Arghhh!” I shout and throw my head back.

“Don’t you dare come, or that will be what I will do to you all night.”

But then there is a feeling of her rolling movement against my pussy again. It’s even more intense with my eyes closed.

“You will do as I say. Just listen to my voice. You are mine, my pet, doing what I tell you to do. And right now, you will control yourself.”

My mind shuts off as I just feel.

It’s suddenly so easy to follow her orders.

Don’t come.

Control yourself.

Be hers.

I just let her use me, because the state I am in lets me.

Her moans intensify far away.

A pulsating sensation against my pussy, and I could come right now. But I don’t want to. I never want to leave this state.

“Lie down,” she suddenly says and pulls me onto the ground by the feet, my hands sliding down around the tree.

She sits on my face.

Her heated wet clit on my face, while my hands are fixed.

“Lick,” she says and then starts riding my face.

It might be her scent, might be the mere powerlessness I am in, but my core burns; it burns in ways I can’t describe. And then her hand slaps my clit. Hard.

It takes one—two—three—slaps and suddenly a wave of release rolls through me.

“I’m nowhere near done with you, pet,” she says, and then there’s something pushing into my pussy. I can’t even see at this point. My skin, my face, my finger, everything is tingling.

There might be a world existing around me, but I’m not aware of it anymore, so I just let her use me, and it’s the most freeing feeling I've ever had, because I trust her with my life and everything else I have.

Her.

Audrey

Playlist: 03’ Bonnie & Clyde – JAY-Z, Beyoncé

I watch Cass with glittering eyes as the plane sets down at Teterboro Airport. We drive into the hangar and the stairs open. It has been a very long flight this time, but I had to do it before things change. Fulfilling her dream of seeing Tokyo and its car scene has been sort of the last trip for a while, but she doesn’t know it yet.

She gets down the stairs, and I take a moment to say goodbye to the crew, because this will be a goodbye forever.

“Take care,” I tell the pilot, “It was a pleasure.”

“What’s going on?” she asks me the moment I catch up with her. I put my arm around her shoulder and pull her into me to kiss her on her cheek as a distraction.

She, however, doesn’t let me.

“Something’s up,” she says, and I crack into a grin.

“That phone call yesterday,” I say cryptically as we walk to the Hellcat waiting for us.