The bodyguard

Hannah18

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I did this roleplay with someone else... it didn't work out so I thought I would try it again.

OOC: SO I've always like the thought of a bodyguard roleplay.. So I'm looking for a dominant guy, who is quite detailed and isn't afraid to get a little rough to play the position of my bodyguard. I don't want it to go straight to sex, and I want someone to persuade me.. will be slight reluctance on my side, but not force.

Name: Hannah
Nickname: Annie
Age: Eighteen
Height: 5"2
Looks: Long dark brown almost black hair, large brown eyes, slightly tanned skin, slim and toned. 32B

My father is a very important political figure, meaning that he also has alot of people after him, and as his only daughter, people that are after me too. He decided that I needed a new bodyguard so he hired you, naturally I was very against this as I had liked my old bodyguard because he let me do whatever I want and I knew just how to play him, the problem is it is alot harder with you as you are so confident and don't give into me.

IC: It's late at night, my father has gone on yet another buisness trip, leaving me and you alone for the night, I had wanted to go out with some friends, but you had say no, and now won't let me out of your sight incase I try to sneak out, something I have done many times before.

I lean back on the chair, my dark brown eyes glaring at you, tension thick in the air, as my hands play with the edge of a cushion "you know this would be a hell of a lot easier for both of us if you just accepted that I will always get what I want" I say the anger clear in my voice.
 
John Fisher looked up from his book and smiled at the young girl pouting in the chair across from him. What a fuckin' brat, he thought to himself. Never had a care in the world, so it's the END of the world when things don't go exactly her way all the time.

He looked back down at his book. "Annie, I'm sure this won't be the last time I have to remind you of this, but I don't work for you." He smiled again and turned the page.
 
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This is why I had been so against my dad hiring someone else before, all the previous bodyguards had turned a blind eye and let me get away with it; I could twist them around my little finger, but not this guy.

I frown "no but you work for my daddy" I say in my sweetest voice as I lean back on the chair "and only my friends call me Annie" I tell you with a roll of my eyes.

In my mind I was thinking of a million different ways to get out, but so far none of them seem like they would work.
 
"Well, we're certainly not friends, are we, Hannah?" he said. He looked over at her again and chuckled. She was trying to pout and flirt at the same time. You can try whatever you want, he thought. I've heard it all before.
 
"No we are not" I snap back. Then sigh, there must be a way around this! I'm sure there is some way I can get my own way. "And all I have to say is a couple of bad things to my dad.. and you'll be gone" I say with a smirk, it was obviously a threat, and I cannot help but wonder how you will react.
 
John put his book down and looked at Hannah again. I have to admit, she's probably the hottest piece of ass I've ever guarded, he thought to himself. Too bad she knows it.

"Hannah, I'm 42 years old, and I've been a personal security assistant as long as you've been alive," he said calmly. "And more often than not, I've had to protect people who didn't want to be protected. I know you think I'm just here to ruin your weekend, but the fact is, your father is in the public eye and he is controversial. He has enemies. And some of those enemies might try to get at him through his family. It's my job to make sure that doesn't happen. And I am very good at my job, Hannah."

He looked her over slowly. I wonder if she's ever been fucked? he thought. She's 18, so probably so. Probably let the captain of the football team fuck her after the prom. "I've spent a lot of time babysitting spoiled little rich girls like you. I don't like it very much, but it's part of the job. And those spoiled brats, they all acted just like you if they didn't want me around. They would flirt, then they would pout, then they'd try to sweet talk me, then they'd threaten me. It never works, but that's what they all do."

He watched her fold her arms over her chest and frown at him. I wonder if she sucks dick? he wondered. She has a tiny little mouth, so she might need a lot of practice.

"So you can sit over there and glare at me, or you can bat your pretty eyes at me and talk real sweet, or you can tell your daddy I fondled your cute little butt. None of it is going to work, Hannah. You are not going out clubbing by yourself tonight. Like I said before, I can go with you, or you can invite friends over here, but you are not going out alone. Because I said it's not safe. And I make the rules, when it comes to your safety."

If I fondle your cute little butt, you won't want to tell your daddy, he thought. Ever.

He went back to reading his book.
 
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You were really starting to get on my nerves now, batting my eyelashes and talking sweet usually worked and on the rare occasion that it failed, I used threats, but neither worked with him...

"I just don't think it's fair; I have to sit in here when all my friends are out having fun" I whine as I glance away from you and over to the door, briefly thinking about just running out, but he probably already anticipated that move and I'm not going to go for the obvious.

"Fine, I'm going up to my room" I snap, resting my hands on the sides of the armchair and pushing myself up, before you can object, I storm out and up to my room. I throw myself back on the bed, thinking over the events. The truth is I need a plan.
 
John watches her go. She does have a great little ass, he thought. Maybe she'll try to fuck me to get the upper hand. That would be a nice perk.

He smiled and turned to the next page in his book. He knew Hannah had sneaked out of her daddy's house many times before, but he had planned for that. She would have to walk past him to get to the front door, he had one of his men right outside the back door, and he had wired her bedroom window so that if she opened it, he would get a message on his phone.

He took a sip of his beer and kept reading.
 
I could easily sneak out of the window; it was something I had done many times before, but still it would be more fun to make you give into me.

Now since all of my earlier attempts have failed I need something bigger... An idea suddenly strikes me.. I need to take the flirting to the next level. I mean I don't plan on sleeping with him.. I wasn't that kind of girl!

I wait a few minutes, before standing up going to my wardrobe, I start to go through my clothes, looking for something more revealing to wear. Finally settling on a little black dress that clung to every part of my body.

Stripping down I pull it on; deciding to skip the bra.. It would only make this easier.

I walk downstairs seeing you still sat there, I smile, walking over to you, sitting on the arm of your chair.

"I just want to apologize for storming out like that" I say in my sweetest voice, leaning in a little closer to you. "Do you forgive me?"
 
John doesn't look up from his book. "Of course I forgive you, Hannah. Why the new outfit? Still planning on going somewhere?"
 
I smile "do you like my new outfit?" I ask you. Glancing down at the book that was holding your attention, I reach out, pulling it from your hands and placing it down on the coffee table next to me.

I get up, coming to stand infront of you. "I put it on just for you.. the least you can do is tell me what you think" I say with a smirk, my nipples becoming hard, pressing against the material of my dress.
 
John chuckles to himself. "Hannah, twenty minutes ago you were threatening to get me fired," he said. "Now you're prancing around in front of me in a new dress, no bra, and I think you've teased your nipples to make sure they're hard and I notice them."

He watches her face. "So what's the deal? Are you offering me sex, is that it? You think if you suck my dick, I'll let you go out clubbing? Just let me know what you want, and I'll see if we can work something out."

He smiles and leans back in his chair.
 
I can feel the blush rise up to my cheeks, turning them a dark shade of red; I hadn't expected him to be so blunt that wasn't part of the plan.

"I..I" I stutter suddenly unsure what to say to you. My eyes drop to look at the floor.. "I just want to go out, surely there's someway I can persuade you" I say finally, deciding to be straight forward about all this; I wasn't doing this because I liked him, I was doing it because I wanted my own way...
 
He studied her face. What a little cock tease, he thought. Let's see if she really wants to play.

"Well, if we're going to trade, I need to see what I'm trading for," he said. "So why don't you take off that dress."
 
I gulp softly, trying to decide whether I can do this or not, but finally deciding that I have to.. it was my only way of getting out.

I reach around the the zip, pulling it down as I slip my arms out of the dress, before letting it slowly slide down my body, until I am stood there in just a small black thong.

"So what do you think?" I ask eventually.
 
"Turn around so I can see your ass," he said. "I'm an ass man."

He smiled at her.
 
I look at you for a minute, trying to see if this would work; for some reason I don't think that it will, but it's worth a try.. besides I'm not going to go too far with all this.

I turn slowly, so that I am facing away from you, waiting to see what will happen next.
 
He watches her turn around slowly, then he realizes she is wearing a thong. He tries not to suck in his breath. Fucking Christ, that's one of the greatest asses I've ever seen. His mouth drops open as he stares at her perfect round bottom, tight and firm but also full and womanly. John's cock springs to life and starts to grow in his pants.

He tries to play it cool. "I'm still not convinced," he says. "Spread your legs a little and pull those panties down around your ankles. Bend over for me, and do it real slow."

His heart pounds in his chest, waiting to see what she will do.
 
I wasn't sure that I could do this.. if I did he will be able to see everything, but if I don't well I won't get to go out.

The choice was easy in the end, I slowly slide my thong down my legs, letting it drop down. Hesitating before spreading my legs just a little, bending forwards slowly until my hands are almost touching the floor.

I blush as I realise the kind of view he must have as I stand here, fully exposed to him.
 
John's eyes widen as he watches Hannah slowly pull her thong down off her hips and push it down around her ankles. She opens her legs just enough that he could see her tight pink pussy lips folded together between her legs. And then she stays there, bent over with her ass on display for him.

God damn, he thinks, she didn't even argue. Didn't say one word, just bent over and showed me her ass like I told her. I think this girl likes being told what to do. Maybe Daddy never gave her any discipline. Maybe she wants me to give her some.

He sits there for a minute, staring at her perfect 18-year-old ass and tiny little cunt, and trying to stay calm. His cock is throbbing in his pants and his balls are starting to ache.

He decides to see if he could take it one step farther.

"Back up over here in front of me," he says. "I want to see if that little ass is as tight as it looks."
 
I can feel myself starting to get turned on, my wetness slowly dripping down my thigh, causing my face to turn a dark shade of red.He wasn't asking me anymore and for some reason that turned me on even more; there was something in his tone that makes me want to do as he asks.

I take a few steps back, walking slowly as I still have my thong round my ankles. I stop just infront of you, letting my hands rest on the floor, knowing you will be getting a good view of my wet pussy and tight ass.
 
John's cock pulses even harder as Hannah obeys his latest request instantly. She leaves her thong around her ankles -- that's sexy as hell, he thinks -- and shuffles backward until her perfect ass is no more than two feet from his face. Then, without looking back, she slowly bends over again, exposing her pussy and asshole to him.

He can smell her cunt and he can see the wetness glistening off her pussy lips. God damn, she loves this, he thinks in amazement. She's getting off on me telling her what to do.

He reaches up and grips her ass with both hands, digging his fingers into her tight little buns, kneading her muscles with his fingertips.

"It is pretty tight," he says, moving his face closer to her ass. He pulls her cheeks apart, spreading her wide open. "Hannah, sweetie, your pussy is all wet. Do you like showing me your pretty little cunt?"
 
I moan softly as soon as I feel your hands on my ass, your fingers digging into the soft flesh. This was no longer just a plan to get my own way, I find myself actually enjoying this.

I blush even further at the last question, thankful that you can't see my face and see how embarrased I actually am.

"Yes" I whisper quietly.. "I like showing myself to you"
 
He keeps his hands on Hannah's ass, watching her pussy get wetter.

"Showing me what, Hannah?" he asks. "You don't have to be a lady, you've got your ass spread open for me. What do you like showing me?"
 
"I like showing you my pussy" I whisper quietly, as I spread my legs a little more. My thong stretched as far as it will go.

I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter, my pink pussy lips glistening from the wetness.

"Please touch me" I ask, needing to feel your hands on my small tight body again.
 
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