Time to Play... (Closed)

Following her upstairs . . . only took one small gesture to get him to follow . . . even though he was still a bit 'nervous' about what she had in mind . . . she had the drive back from the club to plot her next move . . . what would she do to further drive the wedge between him and Priscilla?
 
You had me tied down last time... MY turn... Strip and lock your wrists to the bed.

She stood there arms crossed as she watched him intently.
 
Strip and lock your wrists to the bed

Jason knows he has two choices . . . walk back down the stairs, out the front door, and away from Selena forever . . . or give into her command . . . only took one step to make his decision.

He took the step up the final stair, past her and into the bedroom and began to undress. With her eyes watching every move, he threw all of his clothes on a chair, laid on the bed on his back, and raised his hands toward the head of the bed where the restraints still were attached from his first session with her . .. the ones that held her to the bed . . . now she is turning the tables on him and he is giving in . . . with a strong erection already rising from his body as he sees her eyes focused on him.
 
She smiled watching him move to the bed and obey her very simple requests. Moving to the bed she makes sure the straps are locked good and then reaching to a feather crop laying on the headboard and trailing it over his chest and thighs.

Now... Jason... What to do about a teacher who like taking his students... who seems to enjoy... "forcing" himself on them... What do you think should happen to a professor like that?
 
Stuttering . . . Jason really doesn't come up with a satisfactory response . . .

Finally, "I guess whatever pleases her."
 
Really...

She watched him... swatting with the soft leather mixed in with the feathers no pain at all just a suede cottony feathery swat.

You don't think he should be made to beg like his victim did? Only maybe begging to be... allowed to touch or be touched.
 
With a pleading look on his face, Jason struggles with his words still . . . what may I do to pleasure you Selena . . . please let me touch you, bring you satisfaction . . . anything, anything
 
She moved to stand on the bed over him slowly teasingly slipping from her dress first. Her hands moving over her form taunting him. Finally she slipped from her demi bra and dropped it over his chest and purred wriggling as her hands moved to slip her thong from her till she had to unhook one side for it to fall free down to one ankle.
 
What does my mistress require of me . . . what will bring her pleasure . . . may I touch you . . . may I taste you . . .

Straining against the ties, Jason's body lifts off the bed, his cock seeking just a touch of skin to rub against . .
 
He seemed overly turned on by this... She purred as she watched his eyes making him watch her hands giving her body pleasure. A smile at his begging she purred again.

Tell me more lover
 
Her teasing . . . touching herself in the ways he wanted to touch her . . . pure torture . . .

"Mistress, I'm begging you . . . let me touch you too . . . let me bury my tongue in your vagina . . . let me feel the wetness of your nectar on my face . . . please!!"
 
She smirked slowly lowering herself down to him a nip at his lips then her hips settling against his face a hand moving to brace herself against the wall and the other slipping into his hair .
 
As she lowered herself to his face Jason lifted his head off the bed to probe at her pussy with his tongue . . . god, he loves the scent and taste of her . . . although her hand in his hair is going to control his action, he can never get enough of her . . . between licks, begging her to "feed me, feed me!!"
 
Hearing his words she pulled a little tight at his hair grinding her hips against his face. He loved devouring her clearly and she was not going to argue with that as she loved the feel of his face pressed firmly to her womanhood and his tongue diving as deep as it can within her.
 
Jason was 'lost' for a moment, fully enjoying the sweet taste of Selena . . . until he tried to move his hands to grasp her hips and pull her tighter to his mouth . . . the tickle of trimmed pussy on his nose was indescribable also, all he wanted was her . . . his own throbbing erection was not even a thought to him, at least for now . . .

Moaning thru her pressing against him, "Yesss, fuck my face Selana, fuck me . . . "
 
She purred hearing him grinding her hips more into his face as she smiled down at him her hand still on the wall to brace her.

Mmmm yeah... love that don't you MY hungry little plaything....
 
Jason can barely move now . . . his wrists immobilized by the restraints, her body pressing his head into the bed as she grinds her pussy against his mouth . . . looking upward he can see her breasts bouncing as she fucks his face . . . he can just see the look of lust and control on her face . . . driving him toward his own orgasm . . even without any outward stimulation of his cock . . . but, will she let him cum . .. Selena is obviously enjoying being in control . .
 
She saw the look in his eyes she had seen it before and pulled her hips back from him with a smirk. Sliding down his body she nipped and licked till she could sit back against his manhood. wriggling her hips against him.

Mmm... very hard... very nice...
 
Surprised by her pulling away from his mouth, he lifted his head to try to get his tongue back to her pussy . . . he could only move so far . . . she slid down how torso, leaving a trail of his saliva mixed with her sweet nectar . . . stopping when her ass came in contact with his firm erection . . . his reaction to feeling her backside against him caused him to lift off the bed , ,
 
Wriggling a little more she slowly teasingly allowed him to slip within her womanhood as she watched his eyes.
 
"Ahhhhhhh" as he slips inside her . . . lifting of the bed with his ass, but still Selena had control over how quickly he enters her and how deep he can go . . . His eyes are begging for more, but that twinkle in her eye tells him the teasing is not over yet . .
 
She lifted up to prevent him from pressing himself too deep and smirked before slamming down on him and then pulling till he almost fell out of her and slammed down again.

She watched his face and eyes especially to see the torment and desire boiling in them.
 
Looking up at her, "What a fucking tease" . . . but he was the one bound to the bed this time and realized that his words would only cause her to torture him further . .
 
Slow painfully taunting as she would lift up from him only to slam back down with hinger and intensity.

Problem?

She smirked watching his eyes.

Careful what you say I just might leave you here an go back dancing.

She winked and slammed down again
 
Jason begs her with his eyes . . . please don't leave me hanging like this!! He can see the satisfaction in her eyes . . . her pleasure is being intensified by his pain.
 
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