strongestcoward | Meme Overflow

You are a good girl… most of the time.

[ He squeezes again, thumb slipping between her lips for just a second before popping free. ]

I’ll let you pick- am I going to fuck your cunt? Or will you show me how clever your mouth can be? Or are we going to start training your ass early?

[That little comment cuts. Her pout turns into a scowl for the briefest moment. In her mixed-up brain she definitely deserves it though.

The options he's presenting are all terrible, really. Some more than others. She can't stall much longer. He most likely won't allow it. But she's not sure her pussy can handle another pummeling - not this soon. Sure her brain is making it impossible for her body to go without it, but she has to try pushing past that intrusive thought. Just doing simple things like sitting and moving around in general have been beyond difficult for the past week. He says he doesn't want to hurt her... and he's already done plenty of that.

She really doesn't want to pick the third option. Not in a million years. So she presses another kiss to his thumb, capturing it between her lips and giving it a gentle suck. She picks Option Two, glancing up at him to silently confirm it.]

Mm...that's better...

[ He strokes at her tongue as she sucks. Now that is hot, both the action and the almost shy look she gives, submitting beautifully. He feels proud of her for making such a compliant gesture against her own wishes and proud of himself for getting her to this point. ]

You're a natural cocksleeve, so I'm expecting great things from this...

[ As he speaks, he pulls one of her hands to touch the bulge of his cock, bringing her to the zipper holding back that monster- luckily for her he has good control over its size and has kept it in the realms of feasibility for her to suck on without dislocating her jaw. But barely. ]

[Is she smirking? Yes. Just a little. Her mouth is otherwise occupied. The praise, no matter how small, seems to do wonders for her attitude. The confidence needs a bit of work - her fingers are trembling when he places her hand on his crotch - but it’s one thing at a time.

She unzips his trousers, glancing down and keeping her eyes on what she unleashes. Still big. Still menacing. But also enticing for whatever reason. Just looking at it is enough to temporarily scratch the itch his influence has over her.]

Oh, your mouth is watering...

[ It's easy enough to say, if it's true or not, but it certainly looks that way as his thumb plays with her lips in such a way to have some drool slip out- it's cute to see her pretty, cold face literally drooling over his cock. ]

Tell me what you think of it...

[ The beastly dick is hers to do with as she pleases, or rather as he demands, as he pulls his thumb entirely out of her mouth and instead places both hands behind his head. The picture of relaxation. ]

Hm?

[…It is? She doesn’t notice - at first. He moves his hand away from her mouth and - there it is. She wipes at her lips with the back of her hand, the one that isn’t on his dick.]

Mm. You already have an idea. [The softest snort of amusement.] I guess I could refresh your memory.

[There’s a lazy shrug of her shoulders, and she guesses she has to get on her knees or something. It’s been a while since she’s done this for someone. He seems perfectly content lounging there.

She ends up on the floor between his legs, both hands on his cock. It’s much too big. She has to stroke it with both. And she wonders how exactly he thinks she’s going to be able to use her mouth.]

[ The sweet mode sours instantly when he feels Wendy isn't fulfilling her role to the fullest. She gets a slap across the face, and his hand remains raised, ready to give her another backhanded strike if she fails him again. ]

I said to tell me what you think.

[ His dick has stayed at a manageable size for now, though certainly a challenge. But it's impossible to miss, with him in both of her hands, how smacking her made his dick pulse with the prominent veins flexing under her fingers. ]

Don't disrespect me like that again.

[Okay, she was just trying to be cute and flirty and really didn’t deserve it this time.

His hand connects with her face and it hurts and she ends up whimpering, her own hands flying up to cover herself and prevent him from doing it again. He keeps his hand raised and she shrinks away, forcing herself not to cry although tears well in her eyes.

Of course he’s enjoying this. She could tell in that brief moment before she pulled her hands away from his dick - the way it pulsed beneath her fingers.]

I wasn’t - I didn’t - I’m sorry darling I didn’t mean to. Please forgive me.

[She wipes at her eyes and dares to lower her hands just a bit.]

[ Asura shakes his head, radiating disappointment as he lowers his hand, sighing softly. ]

You were showing such promise. I thought you knew your place.

[ His posture has changed to arms crossed, irritated that she dare to fail him- but at least not violent again, not yet anyway. ]

You'll have to really impress me to be forgiven. And follow the order, which you still haven't done.

[The way he regards her with that look, that overall feeling - it makes her feel so heavy, so ashamed, like it’s the most catastrophic thing she’s ever done. She doesn’t look at him directly, not after seeing him cross his arms, averting her eyes out of guilt.]

I’m sorry.

[And that’s all she says before she sets out to do what she’s been told to do, following his orders like a good girl should. Refusing to look up at him, her hands are back on his cock and she’s stroking him again, getting a feel for just how big he is before she dares press her lips to the head. Her methods are slow and calculated, like she’s really taking her time getting to know him intimately.]

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