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It get’s kinda lonely being here and not doing anything sometimes

>”Here? who are you?”

I am… never mind that for now

>”where are you taking me?”


>There is now quite a bit of concern in Zoey’s voice


Doesn’t matter, i own you for a few hours now, as agreed. Right?

>”r-right…”

>”....”

Spit it out

>”What are you going to do?”


>The blonde turns towards Zoey

>Her height advantage means the girl’s head gets just above the blonde’s cleavage


Oh yeah, you’re not the only one


>Zoey shifts her gaze, instead staring up in the woman’s eyes, taking in her face, her eyes, and the gold hair that falls over her shoulder


Oh, maybe you can’t see from down there, let me give you a boost


>She pins Zoey to a wall, arms gripping her just underneath her armpits

>Zoey is helplessly pushed against the wall

>The woman forces a knee in between her legs and use this and her grip with the arms to slide her up the wall

>Zoey lets out a surprised yelp

>Before she can react, two blue eyes stare into her, from a very short distance

>She can feel two large breasts pressed against her, and soon a warm, moist breath on her lips

>She feels it for a few seconds, even if it felt to minutes to her, but nothing comes of it


You closed your eyes

>”Wha-”


>Zoey is suddenly gripped by panic and starts blushing deeply

>She tries to move but can’t do much since her back is firmly pressed against the wall and her feet well of the ground


>I thought you were goi-”

Oh yeah, you did, and you closed your eyes. In anticipation and not fear. I might not even have to break you in

>”b-break in?”

Everyone gives in after a few hours, you might have given in already


>She giggles


Now, enough of this. i’m going to get comfortable


>The blonde flicks her head a little, making sure some of her hair flows over her right shoulder

>From being pinned to a wall, Zoey is now carried like a child in the woman’s arms

>She moves nimbly, despite her height and what she is carrying

>Zoey is suddenly put down on the ground

>the woman takes a cleverly disguised broom from behind some metal pipes and pushes open a hatch in the roof


Up you go!

>”wha- i can’t reach that”


>Before Zoey can do much she is grabbed by the waist by two strong hands and lifted up into the hatch

>Her entire upper body is up, and with a little help from below, all of her manages to get up

>She has no idea where she is, the room she is in now is pitch black, but for the first time, the floor is… soft

>The blonde is tall enough to reach the hatch on her own and strong enough to pull herself up without help

>Zoey listens as she walks around and soon the lights goes on


>”So, this is where i live, TV, bookshelves, tiny kitchen, yada yada, not gonna use any of them. You’ll be interested in that”


>She points over to a very wide bed with a company’s worth of pillows

>The bedding looks surprisingly old fashioned, with decorations on the top and bottom of the cover, and around the edge of most pillows

>The headboard, and the board on the other side are sturdy looking metal bars


Now, at first, things are going to go exactly as i say they will


>She says this as the hatch shuts close with a slam


If you are going to obey or if i have to use ropes is entirely up to you. Oh, and i’d suggest getting rid of your clothes

>”What?!”

They are coming off sooner or later, only difference is that they are going to look much worse if you leave them on

>Zoey gets soviet tier red in her face, and just stares down into the ground


No point in going shy now


>Zoey doesn’t move much, just keep staring into the ground


Well, if you’re gonna be all shy i’ll have to persuade you


>Zoey once again felt a light breath on her face

>She closes her eyes

>For some reason she makes her up in her head, she isn’t gonna allow her to open them

>The moist, warm air still blowing on her face, two hands approach her neck

>But instead of actually touching her, they take interest in the zipper of her thin, red hoodie

>One hand grabs a hold of the top and the other unzips the front, painfully slow

>Zoey wants to move, do something, but the slow steady breath on her face, and the feeling of her presence has her completely paralyzed

>As the zipper runs its entire length, it separated the two front parts, making the hoodie hang loose from Zoey’s shoulders

>Two strong arms are placed on her collar bones, slowly pushing the offending piece of cloth away

>The slide up against the shoulder, under the hoodie, slowly lifting it off her shoulders and down her arms

>Zoey’s arms are firmly planted in the bed, so the hoodie rests around her hands, behind her back

>just as she wondered what would happen next, a hand is placed on the left side of her head

>four fingers holding it in place under her chin, tilting her head slightly upwards

>The blonde’s thumb was stroking her on her cheek

>slowly, slowly…

>She suddenly feels her face being close

>It can’t be more than an inch away now

>Her heart skips a beat, before speeding up and practically hitting the redline of what it could do

>Despite this, Zoey is starting to stop resisting mentally and give in to her

>She pouts with her lips, just a little, in anticipation of what’s coming

>The hand on her cheek stops moving . Just a little more now…


>But nothing happens

>For several seconds, nothing happens

>The woman exhales quickly out of her nose several times, making the impression of a small laughter


Not just yet… We are going to have such a nice time together, and we’re not in a hurry either. There is no need to rush aaaaanything at all


>Zoey is feeling a wave of desperation over her

>She didn’t even want this, and yet… when the blonde backed off, she felt… left out?

>Who is this woman?

>What is she going to do nex-


Now that is a cute blush i if i ever saw one~


>These few words leads directly to an even deeper blush

>Zoey lowers her head, even if her eyes are closed


You’re going to beg me in less than 30 minutes, you know?

>”n-no”

Aren’t you a cute one? The words out of your mouth said no. But a moment ago, all of you said yes. But you said “no” to sound tough? To play hard to get? Maybe you haven’t even realized that this is what you want?


>The woman was talking with confidence, and with a teasing hint in her voice

>Zoey soon felt a hand moving slowly up and down her thighs

>Touching, rubbing, feeling, squeezing

>All done in a fashion much more erotic than what she is used to

>More than what she is comfortable with?

>Zoey ponders this question, as the hands slowly work themselves up her legs

>Is she really going to give in to what is really sexual extortion?

>”no” she thought to herself, “i’m not going to give in to her, i’m gonna take control here!”

>Zoey gathers a bit of courage, takes a deep breath and then opens her eyes to tell the blonde what’s what

>”EEEEP!”


>Zoey didn’t know she was just a few inches away from her face

>She instinctively throws herself backwards, but can’t manage to get her legs

>This results in her falling flat on her back, in the very soft bed

>The woman takes immediate advantage of this, and jumps up on the bed, straddling Zoey by placing her nice, round bottom on her legs, just by the knees

>Zoey tries to rise up, to confront the woman

>She opens her mouth to start to scream angry things at the blonde

>The big woman is however much faster than Zoey is, and get a firm grip on either side of her head

>Zoey can’t do anything but return the stare

>Those deep blue eyes

>All that anger is washed away like water running off her

>Zoey doesn’t even know what’s left of her feelings

>The face she is staring into goes from a massive shit eating grin, to a light smile, and back to a completely relaxed expression


>but she was still beautiful

>she was so beautiful

>Zoey doesn’t realize her breathing slowing down, while her heartbeat speeds up again

>She is beginning to submit to her again

>She’s so strong…

>Zoey completely gives in

>She relaxes her entire body and closes her eyes

>This time, her lips finally get an answer

>but not a kiss

>just a little, little light touch

>And then the blonde retracts back again

>Zoey lets out a frustrated keening noise


You want it?


>Zoey gives up. And nods. She tries to move her hands towards the blonde

>She laughs at the teenagers desperation and keeps her at a distance


If we are to keep going, you shirt has to go away


>Zoey considers what to do for a second

>And then hurries her arms to the bottom of her shirt and begins to take it off as fast as she can

>The blonde sits back a little, watching the girl struggle with her shirt
>Just as she see the she the teenager get the shirt above her head, she knows she knows that right now, she owns her