Naughty Fairytales: The 12 Dancing Princesses - (Open)

[ChaseMePleez]

Martin King paced up and down the den where a fire roared. It had been months since the mystery had began. Being a wealthy and fruitful man, Martin had produced 12 lovely daughters that were the talk of the town. About a month ago all his girls had started coming home at odd hours, some with what looked like body glitter on their skin. If his girls were good at anything it was hiding things and he knew that there was something going on.

Jeannette, his oldest child at the age of 29, entered the den. Her long dark hair and eyes gave her an exotic look that left the men in town staring after her. Jeannette never noticed it though. She was always in the library at the university where she taught part time. "Pappa, will you please drop this?" He looked at her exasperated. "I know you and the girls are up to something!"

She sighed deeply. Her father had always been a control freak and it was making him harder to be around. He was also the most stingy man in the town. Their mother had started a trust that was supposed to be just for the girls' care but their father sued to have it put in his name. For now they were solely dependent on him, which meant having to do and live as he said for as long as he said.

Her father had hired investigators to try to track them down but they had been one step ahead. Often her father would try to slip one in among the staff here at the estate. The youngest of them, who was at 19 years old, would slip a sleep aid to the man in question and they were able to get along as usual. Jeannette and the girls were the star attraction at a club tha resided across the state line, just 30 minutes from their house.

Stripping had begun as a fun exercise that they all tried out at the local health club where the classes were offered. Each found that they had a talent for dancing and enjoyed using their skills to express their sexuality. The fact that their father would have a cow if he found out, added some charm to it. Every Friday night they danced at the Red Velvet Room, an upscale strip club that was far from the seedy strip joints some women worked in.

"Pappa, you're imagining things. The girls and I are not doing anything you wouldn't approve of." Her father glared at her, his angry expression all too familiar to her. "We shall see." The doors to the den opened again and Jeannette watched as a very handsome man walked in. Another private investigator but this time her father wasn't even bothering to hide it.

"This is Trevor Talos. If you're telling the truth then you have nothing to fear from him keeping an eye on you girls. I will address it if you are doing something that should concern me." The tone promised a heavy-handed response should she say something. Jeannette glared at the man that her father had drug into their mess. "And I shall live up to my bargain if you come through."

That made Jeannette tense. What had her father promised this man for his services? When her father left them alone in the den, smiling evilly, she turned her venom on him."I don't know what my father promised you but it's useless. There's nothing going on so you might as well go home."

 

[Elvenoff1]

Dark blue eyes stared outward from his angular face. His full goatee well trimmed and maintained set a hard, mature look for his features. His eyes met hers when her venom was unleashed upon him. His demeanor remained intact and he just smiled at her, rubbing his fingers across his dark haired beard portion of his goatee in deep thought. He wasn’t sure why his employer introduced him to her for now she would remain pure as she puts it, but it didn’t matter he was being paid for services rendered.

“Well, there is a slight problem with that.” he moved his hand away from his face as he talked, “See if you was putting your name at the bottom of the check, then by all means I would go home, but your not so I’m not.” He looked around the den and nodded. “So why don’t you just pick up a book and read it and I will take a seat and we will allow the night to pass us by.” He gestured toward the shelves of books that lined the wall.

He looked at her with an understanding for his parents were the same way with his sister. many nights he had to follow her around in the city in all hours of the night, then that one night changed it all, for if he wasn’t there watching her she would have become a victim to the cities evil that lurked in the shadows. So to this day, he is thankful about being her shadow and to this day when hired to do a job he does it without allowing anything to go unchecked or guarded.

“So let’s make this easy shall we. Why don’t you tell me what is going on and just maybe your father will accept that and have me to move on and you will get your freedom? However, something is going on for him to be this jumpy and have me watching you instead of everyone else. Why is that?” his gaze moved to hers… “Do you think you know? Have you done something that maybe you don’t think is a big deal but might be to someone else?” He took a seat in one of the den chairs and looked upon her…

 

[ChaseMePleez]

Jeannette arched a carefully tweezed brow at the man. "All you are doing is humoring a paranoid old man who doesn't know when to let go." She sat in the leather chair next to the fireplace, trying to ignore him. Her baby sister would be here soon enough with the drugged tea or coffee, depending on the guy's tastes. He would be unconscious and they would go on tonight just like always.

She rolled her eyes flippantly. "There is nothing going on. I may come from a rich family, Mr. Talos but my sisters and I are hardly the Hiltons." His intense gaze made her slightly nervous. He made her uncomfortable. Jeannette rarely felt something for any man even the ones she danced for at the club but there was something there with Talos and that scared her. It was a weakness and like her father, she hated weaknesses.

"My father is hyper-paranoid and extremely possessive. You're wasting your time here and I'm sure you have plenty of cheating husbands to go catch." She purposely tried to make him angry. If he insisted on pursuing this, Jeannette would make sure it wasn't a pleasant endeavor. She was almost relieved when she saw Lily with the cart. "Would you like tea or coffee, Mr. Talos?"

Jeannette took the cup that wasn't lined with the sedative and poured herself some coffee, adding a dash of milk and sugar. Lily prepared a cup for Mr. Talos and handed him the cup. The two of them tried not to be too obvious when they were watching him sip the drink. Jeannette took a drink of the sugarly liquid, just barely staring at him over thr im of the cup. Lily and Jeannette pretended to chat about college, boys and make-up for an hour.

To their relief it appearred that the drug had done its job. "Get the rest of the girls. Tell them another idiot had dropped the ball. I have no idea where Pappa gets these guys." Some part was disappointed and wanted him to be different. They leave the room as Talos lay in the chair seemingly resting comfortably. They drove out to the club where "The 12 Dancing Princesses" headlined the billboard.

Each of them had another name while inside the club. Jeannette had chose the name Jade. True to her name, she was dressed in a dark green and black corset top with a black bikini underwear, black silk thigh highs and garter belt. She danced seductively on her platform while her sisters entertained the remainder of the guys in the club. "Jade! Someone just bought a solo in the green room." It was the own Jumping Jack who bellowed out to her.

That was a surprise because she was usually kept to entertain the crowd. "Ok, Jack." The boys who surrounded the platform pouted, begging her to stay. "Maybe another time, boys." The client was already in the green room so Jeannette entered without thinking of who it might be. When her dark eyes saw who it was, she practically yelled, "YOU! How the hell did you find us?!"

 

[Elvenoff1]

He shifted his weight slightly in the plush den chair looking for that right fit to support the curve of his ass and gives his butt bone the correct positioning for a long sit. He eyed this young woman, not in that manner of undressing her but in the manner of weighting her intentions, watching her body language that spoke more truth than words in most people.

“I’m not humoring anybody, Jean. I am here because your father paid me to keep my beaming eyes upon you this evening. I did not tell him that I would have your mysteries solved by light of day. So how do you get that I am humoring him at all?” He shrugged his shoulders slightly at her, allowed his gaze to drift over to the fireplace. “Besides its nice sitting here looking into this grand fire and watching this young beautiful woman sweating like a pro boxer in the fifteenth round but yet she isn’t doing anything wrong and her father is just being paranoid. Hmmm.” He shrugged his shoulders once more.

“I believe we already covered this face Jean, You say he is paranoid that’s fine say he is, you say he is possessive fine lets say he is that too. You say it’s a waste of my time that is where I have to show you how wrong you are. See I get a nice sum of money to sit here and watch you dancing around a hot stone, because your not doing anything wrong, and get paid for it, so I’m getting paid to sit here and look at you instead chasing you around town in a car, going to big parties hunting you down getting all tired and sweaty, compared to sitting here looking at this fire and you. Hmm Need I say anymore?” His brow arched over his eye as he glanced over to her.

He smiled when one of the other sisters came in and asked if he wanted Tea or coffee. “Well, This is even an added bonus see, it’s paying more than what I even asked for.” He smiled at her before answering the question. “Tea please.” he answered with a nod of his head, his gaze still on Jean. He took the cup and gave a gesture of thanks and took a sip, but in reality he does swallow, just swishes it around then spits it back into the cup. How they stared at him for a few moments then started talking about college he knew something was in the drink for even just what he swished around he was light headed and dizzy.

He waited till they were all heading out the door when he followed them at a good distance. Then he saw the sign indicating where this high class gentlemen’s club was at and he smiled. It all clicked at that moment. He drove up and walked inside. Using the money Jean’s father gave him as working expense money he got into the private room real easy, then all he had to do was describe Jean from the look he took of her in the den and it was Hello Jade!..

Chuckling at her surprise, the look upon her face was priceless. “Well, Hello Honey! I would really like a great show this evening.” He played the part of the horny man wanting a lap dance. “Now come on over here and give me what I paid for.” He patted his lap and looked into her angered eyes. “Don’t sweat it baby girl. I will be nice if you are!” He padded his lap again. “Shall we?” He looked up and down her frame. I knew this was going to pay off..

 

[ChaseMePleez]

Absently in her anger Jeannette remembered the last thing she did before she left the house. She had leaned down next to his ear and whispered, "Don't call me Jean." Talos was an arrogant man and she stearred clear of his type all her life. The roaring in her ears told her she needed to calm down or he'd get the better of her. At this point she was more likely to take a bite out of him than to give him a dance but she always did her job no matter who the client might be. She dismissed her security and turned the lock on the door, closing the curtain for privacy.

If he wanted a dance then he'd get one. Pushing him back onto the couch, Jeannette straddled him, her dark brown eyes an ebony black. Maybe if she could get him to let down his guard she could convince him to keep all of this to himself. "The customer is always right." Hitting a button on the remote she had in her hand, Nelly Furtado's Say it Right began to play over the speakers.

With an ease that had come from numerous hours of practice, Jeannette moved to the beat. She could admit to herself that she was attracted to him but she'd be damned if she ever admit to him. She made sure that he kept her gaze, never leaving her eyes. There was an ache in her clit and Jeannette let the arousal guide her movements. In her life she never felt good about letting go except when she danced. When she danced she felt like a gypsy, wild, free and a naturally sensual being.

To her friends and acquaintances, she was just an ice cold bitch that was a dedicated overachiever. What she wanted was to feel like the woman she was and that was why she danced in the club. Just to tease him she ground against his thigh as her hands went cup her own clothed breasts to the music. In her corset there were a series of bows. Each bow undid the catches of the corset itself.

Jeannette took his hand and placed his fingers on the first bow, gently pulling the ribbon free. A small gap appeared in the corset and the slightest swell of her breast could be seen. The music thumped through her body and she gestured for him to untie the second bow. More of her flesh was there for him to see and she lunged in suddenly, her face right in his. For a brief moment she almost got caught up in those eyes.

 

[Elvenoff1]

He watched her fling her wrist and sent her goons away with a little flame burning in her eyes. She locked the door and pulled the curtain. His smile even grew if that was possible. “Now we are talking Jean.” he looked at her begging her to lose her temper. He wanted to see her worse, for he was betting that his bite was worse than hers was. “Try me mama.” He gazed at her flaming eyes.

Trevor like the aggressive posturing that jean, or Jade as she was calling herself was putting on for him. He smiled at her like a wolf grinning as it was wearing a sheepskin suit staring off into the pastures filled with sheep. When she pushed him back into the cushioned seat and straddled him that was when the war began. He fought back the heat that was rising, as her pussy was only inches from his cock. “Nice kitten, but I was told there was a Lioness playing in here.” He chuckled at her.

When she lowered her gaze and locked with his, her ebony, black orbs caught him off guard, he gulped from the power they held, and they were tantalizing and mesmerizing drawing him into her web. He fought back with images of a black widow calling the innocent to her web. Nevertheless, that wasn’t working, as she became liquid fire twisting and swaying her curves with the music pulling him even more into her control.

‘Fuck’ his mind hissed as she rubbed that mound against his thigh, her influence over him growing as he responded with a small moan of wanting. Gritting his teeth with determination he gained some ground and brought forth another insult, “What the hell you mean to tell me this is what I paid for. Hell I can get this from the five and dime whore joint.” He watched those eyes for that was where Jean was, that was the window to her soul. He thought he had won this little battle but she was only just starting.

‘Damn.’ His mind blown away by her cupping her tits as if wanting to feed them to her, he chewed and grinded his teeth fighting for the ground that he just lost to her once more. His breathing was heavy as the heat was rising. ’Damn it Talos, get a grip man.’ his mind retaliating against her play. “Nice, but then again the five and dime is a lot cheaper for this same shit.” Small rivets of sweat was beading up upon his forehead.

Then her supremacy fired with her taking his hands and undoing the top bow of her corset. He swallowed the lump that formed in his throat before it choked him to death, but then she offered him a choice either walk down her path or turn back to his place on the other side of the fence. His hand moved up and untied the second bow. He licked his lips and bit his lip. His mind was jelly as he tried to find a statement to retort her ground taking from him but nothing came out. Sweat beaded up once more upon his forehead. “Umm,” was all he could muster.

Then she lunged in quickly reading to take her kill, his breath was rapid, his pulse beating faster than the tempo of the music and her beauty was only inches from his. He felt the heat rising in the pit of his stomach as his body responded to the massive increase blood flow. It began to push outward from his jeans.

His dark blue eyes burning matched and glared back at her ebony ones. The battle of dominance raged. She was a beauty with a body that turned to liquid fire. His handsome features, along with his job, brought experience to the battlefield. His eyes were staggered but remained standing strong as he lurched forward pressing his lips to hers, his hand shooting to the back of her head controlling her movements as he deepened the kiss, pushing his tongue forward splitting hers and entering into her world, tasting her very juice. His other hand grabbing her clothes at her waist and pulling her to him.

 

[ChaseMePleez]

Something in his eyes told Jean that he was getting close to the edge. She was skirting dangerously close to the line that she had drawn between herself and him. The pulse pounded in her neck as she moved against him. The erection that protruded from his pants told her that she was doing something right. Neither one would give up the battle to the other but the grounds on which the battle was fought was about to change.

The moment his lips attached to hers, Jeannette something snap in her brain and her body took total control. With her father being the control maniac that he was, she had never been with a man. She had kissed her fair share but things had never gotten to the point of sex. She also didn't want them enough to give up her precious control to be in their arms. This time her body was screaming for this man and she had finally given in.

The kiss was intense in its ferocity. Jeannette's fingers dove into his silky hair, holding him to her mouth. Their tongues danced against each other. Her body began to grind in earnest against his thigh as the ache in her pussy began to really cry for attention.The corset was starting to feel almost painful on her heavy breasts. The nipples were brushing against the hard lining of the piece of wardrobe, creating a slow torture.

Even from behind his pants, Jeannette could feel that he was an impressive size. Her tongue licked at the roof of his mouth and she moaned, pressing into his body. The kiss was burning hot and made her toes curl all the way back to her ankles. She had been so distracted by his skillful mouth that she never noticed the green ribbons dropping to the floor.

The cool air hit her skin as the corset was removed from her body. Jeannette couldn't control the gasps that escaped her lips. She felt exposed to him and with a man like him, that was dangerous. Her mind said to stop this before it got out of control but her body was so hungry for touch. She freed her hair from the half-hazard style that she had been wearing on stage.

When a wet mouth landed on one of her breasts, Jeannette cried out violently. Dear god, what was he doing to her? The ache between her legs was driving her to grind against his thigh. A dampness had blossomed in her panties since they started this dance. The only question now was how it was going to end.

 

[Elvenoff1]

The kiss was searing hot but the cat and mouse playing with their tongues made it erotic as they both push inward with their tongues battling each other. Then one would win and enter into the others domain and explored for a few moments as if claiming victory rights then retreated and allowed the other to come and fetch what was taken and the battle resumed each one winning and losing but both winning in the savoring of the others mouth. Trevor moaned into the kiss tossing his flag to the side for now he wanted her on neutral terms allowing them both victories.

The new battle began to commence once their battle was raging with the tongues, his fingers took a life of their own and continued to pull on those small ribbons that held back a greater glory then any man would dream possible. The last one embarked upon its journey to the floor but with it was the very fabric that it was to keep fastened together. His hands moved down to her waist as she continued to dance upon his thighs.

His cock throbbed and jerked wanting what was grinding into it. Her mound was hard grinding into his thigh but with a little adjustment with his hips and her mound would soon be sliding up the thickness of his covered cock; his length would be followed up by her hot mound. He moaned again giving her the victory of completely eliminating his control as he pushed his hips up to her downward grinding.

His breathing was sharply increasing, gasping air with each unblocked gap between his lips. He began to pull his tongue back and when she entered his domain, he closed his lips around her tongue and sucked upon it pulling her salvia off and into his throat. He savored her taste like it was an ancient rare wine. Then the battlefield changed once more as she pulled her tongue and body away from him. She reached back to let her hair down giving him a view of her perky nipples and ample breasts. He zeroed in oh her hard nipple as his lips locked around the base and his tongue played baton bashing, as he liked her hard nipples. His tongue pulled back along with is lips as she sucked upon the hardness for a moment then played for keeps as his teeth bit into her flesh.

His hands continued to find new battlefields to fight upon. They slid down her taunt abs over her navel then pushed their way into the v of her legs. He began to rub her pussy through the thin material of her panties. His thumb would pinch her hard clit while his index knuckle was the grinding stone. His index upper knuckle was the bearing that bounced over her hot opening to her sex.

His lips seared over her skin as he took in the other tit and began sucking upon it as if he was nursing her for all the milk she had. Biting, chewing her nipple watching her buck and lose control to his winning battle tactic. Nevertheless, in the end he was losing the battle of control for he was falling into the state of mind that he would do anything for her.

 

[ChaseMePleez]

The kiss had become a battle of dominance between the two of them, neither willing to give up ground. Each moan and whimper was another inch she gave up to him but she couldn't help it. Her body was so hungry for what he was giving it. The low moan he gave her was like music to her ears. They ate at each other's mouths, the raw passion potent to ignite the room. The friction between their bodies creating a sweet ache.

Jeannette moaned against his mouth, her body craving him. She barely registered the loosening tension in the corset as each ribbon hit the floor. The ache in her pussy had her squirming against him and she began to grind against his erection. She cried out at the sensation. Her control was starting to slip when his wet mouth attached to her breast. The wetness between her legs began to dampen her panties.

The beat of the music started to slow just a bit and the song 'Black Velvet' could barely be heard. Jeannette gasped into his ear. "Bed." She knew she was losing the battle of her control. In the corner of the room was a full-sized bed with black satin sheets and large pillows. The bedposts had handcuffs and leather cuff restraints attached to them.
Her fingers pulled at his shirt until she felt the skin of his chest beneath her fingers.

Her body was lifted and she wrapped her long legs around his waist, her mouth never leaving his as they switched to the bed. Jeannette ran her mouth down his chest slowly until she felt him lay her onto the bed. Her gloved hands cupped the erection through his jeans. She pulled at the black gloves until they hit the floor and unzipped his pants, pulling his erection out for her to see.

Jeannette licked her lips at the impressively thick cock. Her mouth attached to the head of his erection, suckling with a steady pressure as her tongue laved at it. She felt his body tense as took more of him into her mouth. Her other hand pumped at the remainder of his erection that couldn't fit in her mouth. Her mouth ran along his erection, her tongue tracing the underside of his cock. Her head dipped down and she took his balls in her mouth, wetly sucking at his flesh.

She looked up at him, the potent hunger in her eyes pleading for him to touch her. Jeannette took him into her mouth until she hit the back of her throat, slowly backing off of his cock. Slowly she backed up and pulled off the panties that were now soaked by her wet arousal. She kneeled on the bed, slowly crawling up his body, rubbing her naked flesh against him. "What are you waiting for, Talos?"

 

[Elvenoff1]

Talos savored the hard nipple that provided a treat for his slurping tongue, the feel of her soft, weighted globe evoked the animalistic lust that burned between his legs. Her hands were molten lava as they moved across his chest, searing a path to his heart as her words bore into him, giving him a notion to lift her and carry her to the bed.

His lowering of her was just as searing as she kissed her way down his chest. His eyes rolled back into his head and a moan escaped his lips as he felt her hands grasping a hold of this thickness. “That’s it.” He moaned while he felt his zipper giving way and a slight coolness collided with his extended cock. His loins backed when she pulled it out and placed the mushroom tip into her mouth.

Her enthusiasm nearly made him shoot is load right there but managed to hold on, her battle tactic nearly brought the war to an end, but his eying of the cuffs gave him an image that he was going to accomplish. He sucked up his control and managed to allow the pleasure to feed his desire. It was time to take action now as she spoke a challenge to him, her body rubbing ignited a passion that he has yet giving to a lady, but was going to lay it out now.

“I’m not waiting of anything.” He voiced as he slightly picked her up and placed her toward the top of the bed, and without hesitation, he grabbed her wrist and cuffed it to the bed, then proceeded to cuff the other wrist. His eyes burned with a flame that has not been there for ages. He moved back from her for a moment and allowed his eyes to take in every inch of her body.

Smiling, he reached out and grabbed a leg and placed it into one of the leg cuffs, then moved the other one into its place. He sat up, removed the remaining clothing, and tossed them to the floor. His eyes darted back to her with a smile, for now admiring his new view of her steaming pussy, and her complete helplessness to his actions.

His eye caught the small cup of ice water setting upon the small table next to the bed; a sinister smile slightly came to his face, as for it was time to play. Reaching over, he the took the large cube of ice from the cup and slowly pressed the cold cube to her lips wetting them for a moment before allowing his hand to take the cube and travel down over her chin. He held it there allowing the cool liquid to flow down her chin to her awaiting nape. Teasingly he moved it on down past her collarbone. His eyes watching her expressions as the cool cube made its way over her perfect round globe. He let it swirl around the tip several times before moving across her open cleavage and paid this nipple the same attention to it as he did the other, his eye catching the hard nipple reaching out begging him to chew upon it. He lowered his mouth and took the chilled nipple into his hot mouth in which he lavished her tip with his tongue, just moments before taking a good bite out of it.

He pulled himself back and took a few moments to allow the erotic moment to settle in before taking another large cube. “Tell me how you feel right now.” without waiting, he pushed the cube down to her navel and encircled her belly button before moving down her taunt mound. Running the cube over her mound allowing her body to adjust to the coolness then he pushed the cube down over her hot clit a few times before pushing the cube into her hot pussy opening! “Mmmm, you’re so fucking wet. He allowed his fingers to rub over her clit so lightly that it tickles more then anything. “Mmmm, your clit is so hard, and wet, I bet you want me to do this.” He pushed his finger harder against her clit and jiggled it a few times before stopping and lightly rubbing over it again, “Yeah I bet you wished I would continue don’t you?” his eyes holding this sinister smirk…

 

[ChaseMePleez]

Jeannette enjoyed the taste of his cock in her mouth but she needed more. Her defiant eyes said for him to do his worst. She should have been worried when he cuffed her hands but she was more excited. There was something in the way he looked at her that had her trembling. Her pussy was aching to the point of making her squirm in need of relief. She arched a brow at his almost gleeful expressionw hen he cuffed her legs up. Jeannette didn't always like feeling this helpless during sex and with this man it felt like he was getting the upper hand.

She watched him carefully as he grabbed an ice cube and brought it to her lips. The moisture dripped down her chin and a few drops hit the skin right above her breasts. Jeannette shivered. The cool sensation of the ice against her hot skin was incredibly erotic. She couldn't restrain the little cries of pleasure from under her breath as he glided the cube along her body. Her body undulated, the intense arousal burning through her driving her body's movements.

Her breathing hitched when the cube circled her hardened nipple. Jeannette's back arch hard in sharp reaction when his mouth teased her nipple. "OH!" Her body jumped when she felt the slight bite on her nipple. "Fuck!" She thrust her body up into his, wanting him to touch her more. Her eyes had clouded with lust and her mouth was parted in arousal. She watched him get another cube. "My clit is throbbing like a heartbeat through me. I am as wet as I have ever been and I want nothing more than to feel you inside of me."

Her hips had done a sort of dance as he had tortured her with that ice. Jeannette whimpered helplessy as he glided the cube down her navel and to her sex. She cried out when it hit her clit. Her arms pulled at the restraints that held her in place. "Son of a bitch!" She took a good look at his face when he pushed the cube inside her. "Good god!" Her legs pulled along with her hands as her body shook.

Jeannette jerked slightly when his finger rubbed on her clit, her hips moved with the rhythm of his finger. She had to restrain herself from screaming because it might alert the guard outside.The low pleasured sobs were barely audible in those few seconds. She looked up at him and his stupid smirk. "Damn it, Talos!" She growled at him under her breath. Her vibrant eyes stared at him in an anger fueled arousal that was as fiery as it was intense. Her eyes narrowed on him, wondering what he wanted. She closed her eyes and lowered her defenses for once. "Please."

That one little word was something she rarely said to any man, let alone this one. Her pride and arrogance hadn't allowed her to beg for anything. It didn't matter if it was from a lover, a teacher, or a family member.

 

[Elvenoff1]

The battle of flesh, a battle that Talos was beaten by this creature of beauty hands down for her simple touch could send a man to his grave if that was her wish or whim. Now the battle was for a higher position that some wanted more than others did and something that Jeannette had in this room until now. Control, which Jeannette held just moments ago until she begged with the simple word of ‘please’ giving him that said control.

His gaze locked upon her face watching that flame of anger burn in her eye. He squared up with her so that he faced her front on. His eyes glaring back at her taking his place as the master of the moment. “Please?’ he leaned into her indicating that there was more that needed to be attached to the begging word. “Please what?” He shook his head slightly side to side. His fingers now taking her had clit in between his fingers and gentle pull up and down at a little higher velocity, then on the off beat he would pinch the clit hard knowing the sensation of arousal pain would effect her. “I’m waiting Jean.” he again excreting the power he held over her. “I control this moment. Not you, not your father nor that man out in the hallway. I Talos controls this moment. You want something from me. “ He came closer to her. “Then beg me for it and I may allow you to have it.” Without any notions he let the hard nub go and slapped her wet pussy with the open side of his palm. The sting was arousing but her look that was upon her face was even more so as he slapped it again, slightly harder this time. The wet slap sent shivers down his spine as he knew he was getting to her, breaking that wall of resistance.

His own desire burning deep within him was testing that so called control. His hand moved down and slowly began to stroke himself as he watched her. His gazing view took in her every curve and how it moved to her yanks and pulls against the restraints. He shifted upwards smiling he took his meaty cock and began to slap her wet pussy lips. “Mmmm you are wet.” he teased her opening with his other hand slightly pressing the tip into her passageway. “I think I have just found what I want as my payment!” his eyes narrowed upon her flaming with wanting desire…

 

[ChaseMePleez]

Raised by an overbearing parent, the one thing she had learned to value was control and she had just given it away. Jeannette could barely contain the anger that burned inside of her. The look in his eyes had changed the moment she said the word. Who knew that one word could change so much? All it took was that one word and the tone of the situation drastically changed. The anticipation swept through her in a wave of warmth that pooled in her lower belly.

Those intense eyes held hers with a passion she seldom saw or felt in such a severity. Bolts of pleasure-pain shot through her causing her to stiffen up, crying out as he tortured her clit so erotically. Her vibrant eyes flashed back at him with a furious rebellion that was left unsaid. Jeannette never pulled away from his touch or tell him to stop. She squirmed under his ministrations, small cries just barely audible. Gritting her teeth, she was holding on to her control over her body by a few threads.

With control came the weight of taking on the repercussions squarely on your own shoulders. The burden had been frustrating and tiresome for Jeannette after all this time. With each slap to her wet pussy, she cried out and a little bit of her gave way. Her body trembled violently and with the last slap, she broke. "Please fuck me. I need you inside me. Please." The plea ended on a desperate sob, her voice heavy with the need that was so potent in her body.

The change was almost visible in her whole demeanor. She gave up the fight with control. Jeannette's mouth opened on a loud grown as she felt his hard cock on her pussy lips. Her hips swayed, almost trying to will his erection inside her. She let out a low sigh of desire as his finger entered her slightly. Jeannette almost sobbed in sexual frustration. She needed him so badly and it was eating away at her. "Trevor! Please!"

Her pussy clenched down around the finger inside her and she moaned. Her hips undulated against the finger, trying to find more relief for her ache. Her chest heaved from heavy breathing and a fine sheen of sweat made her skin glow in the low light of the room. "God, I need you...." She gasped. "I need to you to fill me with that hard cock....I want to feel you cum inside me." He sensual pleas escaped her lips. Jeannette had no more control, she was helpless to him now.

 

[Elvenoff1]

His face contorted from the nice PI to one he very seldom showed for not finding the one that would unlock his mister Hyde side of him until this vixen came into play. Her moaning and begging him to give her release was not in his plan just yet. He was the one in control, he would decide when and if he was even going to push his cock into her. His gaze moved from hers as she gave him the victory flag and now he searched his prize with a lust and desire that he would apply upon his own terms, his own pace. All this time she held that power from start to an unending finish for every man or woman that walked into her life until now.

He pushed his second finger into her hot constricting pussy instantly feeling her pussy sucking upon his digits in search of a release that he was going to attempt to control next. He pulled his fingers out after teasing her walls for just a few seconds and leaned over her. “Do you hear what you are saying to me, What his this I stuff. I’m the one in control now Jean, I tell you what is going to happen and how your going to abide by what I say.” His fingers moving back to her hard clit pinching it before seizing it between his thumb and finger. “Now do you understand?” he jerked her clit around a few times more.

His gaze fell upon her heaving perspired breasts, their golden glow from the soft lighting set his own loins on fire, he felt the rush of desire wash over his mouth leaving his mouth watering and yet dry. His breathing intensified with the lust that invaded his lungs and was burning his groin. His cock hardened even more and jerked uncontrollable as he himself lost control of his body. He lowered his lips and seized one of her hard nipples, his tongue encircling around the base of her nip then retracting so that he may bite upon it gently but firmly. He pulled his head back till it popped from his mouth and jiggled her breast upon it’s return.

He pushed his cock tip forward spiting her folds and rampaging over her hard clit. Her suction upon his thickness was intense but the battle was his and he was going to ride his prize to higher state of wanting. He wanted that power over her, to control when and if she was allowed to release. He looked into her eyes with that Mr Hyde look as he was bound to control everything about her. His hand moved up from her clit and took a hold of her nipple and squeezed it not so gentle, while his other hand took her chin into his meaty palm “You will do as I say and only do what I say understand?” his gaze was hard and menacing.

 

[ChaseMePleez]

Her body had betrayed her strong will and given in to a man. Never in her life had Jeannette handed over the reins to anyone. There was something different about Trevor, something unbridled and wicked that appealed to her from the moment they met. He was no simpleton. The fact that he had not fallen for their ruse had proved that point. The way he wanted her did something to her, made her want to be completely his.

Jeannette couldn't regain her footing with him anymore. Dear God, that look he gave her! She felt like his prey now and his eyes had her cornered. Her muscles clamped onto his finger in desperate need. When he pulled free of her, Jean let out a frustrated cry. The need to cum was so potent that she could barely take the retreat. She needed him to touch her. They were eye to eye as he spoke, his demands fierce and sensual. She couldn't help the trembling in her body. So dazed by his actions, she couldn't answer him at first but his fingers on her clit got her swift attention. "Yes....I understand."

She gasped and arched her back, pushing her breasts at him. The feel of his teeth on her nipples had her creaming even more. Jeannette watched him as his mouth fed at her breast. The wet warmth of his mouth against her skin was deliciously erotic. Her body shook hard, the hunger for his cock an uncontrollable lust that was fit to drive her mad for him. Her hips moved, trying to get him inside her. "Yes,Trevor."

Whether it was a reward or punishment, he kissed her hard. Jeannette moaned into his mouth, feeding from those sexy lips as his tongue invaded her mouth. She put everything into how she responded to him. His big hand kneaded at her breast, his grip strong and constant. Her body rubbed into his in need of contact with his rough masculine body.