4th May 2011
With one hand he grips my hair tight, holding my head in place, in the other hand he holds his cock, a rigid shaft enveloped in his hand.
“Open that pretty little mouth Slutmine” he commends
I stare up at Him, on my knees at His feet with a look of sheer defiance in my eyes
He chuckles…. “Oh really?” he inquires “You want to do this the hard way?”
His grip tightens in my hair, pulling my head back hard, my face titled up towards him, my neck exposed. The movement of His hand along his cock increases pace and he growls, that deep-throated growl of passion that tells me he is about to cum.
My mouth stays stubbornly closed, but it is a battle for me, the cumslut within wants to lick my lips, taste his seed on me, open my greedy little mouth and suck the last drips from his still rock hard cock, but not this time.
With fingers still firmly grasping my hair, holding me tightly in my place at His feet, he reaches down with his other hand and mixes his hot seed with my bright red lipstick and uses it to paint my lips and chin like the whore I am. Yet still I stare, silent and defiant.
Never leaving go of my hair he walks round behind me, his fingers skate down across my back, leaving a sticky trail of his juices in their wake before finally pausing at the base of my spine. Leaning forward he whispers into me ear…..
“This is what defiance will get you”
With one swift movement he grasps a handful of my pink lace panties and tears them from me, the material burning at my flesh as it is ripped across my skin. The torn shreds of my panties hang from my thighs, my body quivers in his grasp,
As the sting of the whip alights across my skin I hear him say…. “Now you will open your mouth, but it’s too late for that, it’s not your mouth I am interested in anymore”
Ps… This weeks Wank Wednesday writing prompt is #skate ( I think Ruby is trying to drive me insane with these prompt but I refuse to be defeated) Please check out the Wank and Wanton pages for all your Wednesday needs……
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