What To Do With A Needy Slut (NSFW) (M4F)

What To Do With A Needy Slut - A script in three parts

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Part 1
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So... Now that we've got you all securely restrained and under control... Let us consider how we got here.

You came to me, with a fire in your eyes, and a grand total of two words on your lips: 'Use me'... Such a needy, naughty minx, you didn't even say please - that counts against you my dear. I pointed out that I was in the middle of sorting things, organising files and getting all the entries in my records straight, and told you very clearly that once I was done with it I would be more than happy to work off some stress with you... Yet, you persisted. Pressing yourself against me, insisting that I use you now, immediately, finally remembering your manners and saying please...

Not that the please does you any good on this point... After all, do I really need to remind you at this point that I'm dyslexic? That organisation of that form does not come easily. It requires concentration for me to hold all the datapoints I'm juggling in my brain and dispatch them to the right place. Now, a minor interruption to that process is one thing, but some needy slut slapping me in the face with her tits is another matter.

I have no idea what state that's left me in, later on, once I've dealt with you, I'm going to have to completely reverse engineer and reconstruct what I was doing. And that is likely to take a considerable time amount of time, which also counts against you.

That being said, I do so love your tits.

Which was why, having been so thoroughly interrupted, I decided that I no option but to sort you out, and as such, that is why I told you to go and get my cuffs, both ankle and wrist. I'm not sure when I last saw you move so fast, nor for that matter can I remember the last time you didn't even play at resisting my intention to restrain you. That counts in your favour.

As does your willingness to put on a nice little show for me on your return, stripping every stitch of clothing from yourself, teasing your nipples, rubbing your clit... Such an uninhibited demonstration of your desperate need for sexual satisfaction... It is refreshing to see you so...  unrestrained. -chuckles-

Which of course is something that we definitely cannot call you now, kneeling on the floor at my feet, ankles linked and locked, wrists securely fastened together behind you. SOme lack of restraint does show through however... It is cute how you try to be good, how you try to look at me, yet your eyes do keep flickering to this bulge in my jeans don't they, this one that's just a few inches from your face.

But it's no good is it? Even if you lean forward with lips open and tongue outstretched, it's kept oh so seperate from you by denim and brass and cotton... Go on. Kiss it. Once.

-chuckles- Good girl.

Now... Stay. And watch me disrobe.

-undress-

It is quite interesting, watching you watch me when you're like this...  So consumed with lust and need, that you seem almost unsure where to look - the broad chest and powerful shoulders? Or the hands that you're so badly wanting to be touching you? Or perhaps the belt, with all it's wonderful kinky uses, as it's slipped off and tidily rolled up, oh yes...

-take your trousers off-

No uncertainty now though. Yes, you know exactly what you want, and where to put your eyes. This. Hard. Cock. -chuckles-

You look so good biting your lip like that, I think that might count in your favour... I bet you want to taste it don't you? But it's out of your reach. Too far away. Get a good look, in a moment you're not going to be able to see it.

-Chuckles-

No, no, I'm not going to get dressed. But it is quite difficult to fuck you from the front when you're all tied up like this. And I have absolutely no intention of reaching for that key to unlock your ankles. Not for a while atleast.

So, I'm going to get behind you, and you can see it with your hands.

Ah ah... Did I tell you to bend over? No. Kneel up straight. You can bend over when *I* say you can.  That counts against you.

-kneel down here-

-growl-

How does it feel, having this hardness pressed against your spine? -chuckle- Go on, you can touch... Yes... Good girl, stroke my cock with your hands just like that... Oh... that definitely counts in your favour my dear.

Shall I let you in on a secret? I still haven't decided what I'm going to do with you yet. -laugh-

I still haven't decided if I'm actually going to fuck you, or sort you out another way. And you do seem to be level pegging on merits and demerits... So, it's a good thing I've got this coin in my hand isn't it?

Tails, I bend you over, putting a cushion down so you don't get any carpet burns on your face, and fuck you. Heads, I stand back up and jack off over your pretty little face. Oh and then leave you here. Don't worry, if you're good and make sure to swallow as much of my cum as you can, I'll make sure to wipe your face off with a towel before I go.

No, no my dear... gripping harder on my shaft will not spare you from the vicissitudes of fate this time.

-flip the coin to hold it on the back of your hand-

What do you think it is? -chuckle-

Oh I'm enjoying teasing you with this too much... But a tease is just cruel if you don't pay it off.... So... Lets see what it is...

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Part 2a: Tails
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Tails.

Right. Here is your cushion, plant your face.

-moan from insertion-

Mm... fuck. Happy now? Happy you've got that cock in you that you've been wanting? Hmm?

Good.

-chuckles-

Nope. I'm not moving... Not yet. No. No! -smack- No moving yourself, I am using you remember? Hmm?

That's right... And I will use you how I wish to. And it is *my* will that you stay right where you are. I'm going just stay here, feeeling your cunt around me, and lets be honest, teasing you, until *I* decide to start pounding you.

Of course, before I get to that... I need to decide what to use as a handle. These curving hips maybe? I can use them to pull you off my cock, as well as slam you back on... The linkage between the cuffs is tempting... Don't get much travel with them though. Shoulder? PLenty of purchase, only really good for the in thrust... Or your hair? Much the same as the shoulder, can't pull quite as hard, but it does feel so lovely between my fingers, so... wonderful, wrapped around my hand like this.

And doesn't it feel good when I pull on it? -chuckle-

-moans-

Ahh.... Slow deep strokes are such... bliss are they not? The tightness of your walls, the thickness of my cock... Every inch as your lips slide down my cock, every inch as my cock fills you...

Such a wonderful sensation...

But. It can't go on forever.

No... Soon, I have to start fucking you...

-improvise to orgasm-

Mmm.... Now... stay here... I'll be back for you in... fifteen minutes?

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Part 2b: Heads
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Heads.

-laugh-

Well, bad luck my dear... Let go.

I said, let go! -smack-

Better.

I must compliment you though... You did a very good job of starting me off.

Oh hush... If wish to complain, it's lady luck you need to be talking to... Perhaps she'll be kinder to you next time if you're good to her. For now however, count yourself lucky that i didn't throw in a thorough spanking.

Now... Watch. uh-uh... Don't look away. Watch. Watch, and listen as I stroke...

You know... If you'd been patient, this could have been your pussy working my cock rather than my hand, no trusting in fate, no need to wonder why lady luck is annoyed with you, no possibility of being denied like this. No being forced to watch, and listen, no hungry cunt aching with unfulfilled need... I told you that I'd be more than happy to fuck you silly when I was done working. But no.

No, you had to go and try harder.

Your guilty is not in doubt and the coin made it's ruling... Your sentence, denial, a show... and when the show comes to it's climax, you'll get a mouthful of cum to swallow. Provided you catch it. If you don't, then I'll paint your face with it instead. Enjoy the show...

-improv until close-

Open wide my dear... here it comes.

-orgasm-

Oh, good girl. Good girl... You got most of it... Where's that towel...

Hold still. There. All clean.

Now... I am going to go and sort things out. I'll be back once that's done to untie you. Possibly. Or maybe I'll fuck you. We'll see.