The swipe (closed)

Micah slid his dick between her cleft, teasing without penetration and rocked back and forth. "All this time you have had nothing but denial. tell me what you want, slave."
 
- "Fuck me... please... sir. Fuck me..."

She begged him, so needy for an orgasm that most likely she would cum the moment he entered her.
 
Micah lined up and began gliding back and forth, the cool water making a strong contrast from her hot pussy. He could tell she was close from everything she had experienced. "Ride me, slave," he whispered enticingly into her ear.
 
She positioned herself so that his cock could easily slide into her but before he was even completely inside of her, she came with a loud moan. She looked at him, the lust in her eyes as she still started to ride him. Her pussy was sensitive and she was hungry for a second orgasm.
 
Sensing she was close, Micah saw a chance to get her further under his control. He slowed down to a crawl, almost removing himself from her before inching back in. "I know you want it hard and fast, you insatiable slut," he said, "In order to get it , I need something from you, and you need to agree to it."
 
- "What..."

She moaned, her body so damn sensitive from the first orgasm and so very much craving a second. She was hungry and she wanted him to fuck her good. She needed it
 
Micah began softly caressing the undersides of her breasts, where she had not been struck. "I need you to be the best little pet you can be this weekend. If you do, you will get all of this you can handle and more."
 
- "Yes..."

She answered him, although it was clearly more an expression of her need than an actual promise. She would say and promise anything to get him to fuck her, but it was very unlikely she would keep most of her promises when the lust wore off.

- "Fuck me... please.."

She begged him again
 
Micah smiled and kissed her passionately on the lips. "I will hold you to that, dear." Then, without warning, he drove with all his force into her over and over again, almost hitting her back wall each time, feeling her tense with each thrust.
 
It was a good thing he didn't give her enough time, or she might have asked him 'or what'. Instead she moaned passionate with his thrusting, soon getting ready to cum a second time.
 
Micah felt her about to finish, then began rubbing her nipples between his fingers, a mind fuck cocktail between pleasure and pain.
 
Erica very much preferred his fingers over the clamps from the last day, but they were still sensitive and painful from the experience so his playing wasn't completely enjoyable. Still it very much brought her closer to her orgasm.

- "Harder... fuck me harder... I am close... Please..."

She moaned and tried to help him with her own movements
 
Micah heard her begging and was spurred on, so he impaled her as well as he could. Right when he felt her about to go, he went max speed into her and pinched down on her nipples.
 
Even the pain of her nipples was not enough to hold the orgasm back and with a load scream Erica came for the second time. It was a lot more passionate than the first one, and it might be best if Micah didn't have any neighbors around for else they would surely have heard her.

Her need caused by the vibrating toys was now mostly taken care off but Micah was still thrusting hard into her sensitive pussy
 
Micah was a long way from being finished, and he wanted to see how far into her head he could get just using pleasure. He continued to thrust, attempting to force as many orgasms as he could before he came. He Whispered in her ear, "What are you?"
 
- "Oooh... I am a good girl"

Erica said, trying to smirk at him but she loved feeling his cock thrusting inside of her too much to really be stubborn. Her pussy was very sensitive from the two orgasms, even with the water cooling her a little down. She fought against her moans as she didn't want to let him win, but it was a difficult fight.
 
"That's right, you are/" Micah said, spurring her on to her second explosion. "And what do good girls do?" He had let go og one of her nipples and was now focusing on her pleasure button with that hand.
 
Erica tried to come up with some funny reaction to his question, but it was hard to think with his cock and hands teasing her, playing with her, pleasuring her.

- "Fuck... fuck me... oh gods..."

It was not much of an answer, but it was what came out when she opened her mouth
 
Erica had not answered his question in a satisfactory manner, so he ceased the attentions to her clit and slowed his pace in her pussy again. He did not, however release her tit. "I didn't hear you tell me what good girls do."
 
- "O no... don't you dare... fuck me hard... please..."

She moaned and begged as he slowed down, it had felt so good. She rocked her body against his to get some more stimulation from his body.

- "Good girls... get fucked hard and messy."

She answered him, sticking to what she wanted to say rather than what he wanted to hear
 
"You know, I could leave you hot and wet right now and put the vibrators back in until the party tomorrow?" Micah threatened, backing her into the edge of the pool, "What do good girls do?"
 
It was easily visible that the reminder of the vibrators worked very well as threat. And Erica gave him an angry grimace.

- "Don't you dare..."

She hissed not very friendly but started to give more thought to what he wanted to hear. She really didn't want any more torture that way.

- "Good girls... listen and do as they are told?"

She tried
 
"Very good, you're learning," Micah said, "And when good girls listen, they get rewarded. He restarted his affections to her clit and pussy, giving her the second orgasm she craved.
 
It didn't take very long before his attentions send her over the edge again. Now her pussy really started to get too sensitive, but she sure loved her orgasms. Again she felt a little bit more in control now she had gotten what she wanted but she knew Micah and Baxter were the ones really in control over her. Not that she was just going to accept that position of course.
 
Micah pulled out and hopped out of the pool, replacing his trunks. "Be in the dungeon in twenty minutes and be in proper position when I get there," he said, "If you show me what a good girl you really want to be, I'll ease up your training." He returned to the house to put on more appropriate clothing for slut training. Would it kill her to call him 'sir' once in a while? he wondered, shaking his head.
 
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