Slave of Connor D'agostino
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This is a roleplay account.
Really? And why’s that? Procrastination hit you now or is it just a day off kind of thing?
That’s— Sounds like a really good distraction, naturally. But you know that I’m distracted enough with your mere presence. Can I suggest something?
I’m still waiting on my results from the pretest. And yeah, just taking the day off. I should get the results on Monday.
I know that, but I think dressing up in this lingerie is fun now. If only to see your reaction. Yeah. What is it?
Coming home feels like a reward from heaven, if there is such a thing. I had a fight with my assistant, I almost fired her in the spot. I didn’t know these enterprises meant getting into so much shit.
I need a distraction, please?
Welcome home, Connor. Sorry about your stressful day. Guess who hasn’t been studying?
And how’s this for a distraction?
“Who else could you think about after I fuck you like that?” He pointed out, showing Danielle a smile in return before he watched her close her eyes once again, letting her fingers give her something that he simply denied to give. His lips left her skin for a moment and moved back, staring at how her body responded to her own actions and movements.
“I see.” Connor whispered in response to her plea, the sounds coming out of her lips were starting to turn him on again and he just couldn’t allow that happening. He was the one who controlled his body and hers, not the other way around. He chewed hard on his lower lip and picked up his jeans, slipping them on and buttoning them. “You so think of me while doing that, you think of me pounding that sweet pussy of yours.” Connor murmured, narrowing his eyes at the girl as she fingered herself to a release, something that he wasn’t planning on giving her, if he gave in then that would mean both would end up making love again, and this time was different, it was just a lesson.
As soon as she ended, he swallowed hard and looked down at his watch for a few seconds. “I’m going to bed in twenty minutes, that leave you some time to shower if you feel like it. Or you can just join me in bed.” He commented, with a shrug of his shoulders.
“Oh god, shut up..” She whispered, hearing Connor come back at her. She knew it was true. Connor was the only man she’d been with and the only one she could actually think about, because there was no frame of reference for her outside of him. Her finger pushed faster into her, using her thumb to press against her clit and rub as Connor spoke to her. “Mm, I do, Master..” She whined, feeling her body start to tense up. Her toes curling and back arching as she finally came undone. It wasn’t as good as it would be if Connor was doing it, but it was enough for now.
Pulling her fingers out of herself, she held them up, grinning at him, “You wanna taste?” She tease him, sitting up slowly before dropping her hand again, nodding as her spoke. Danielle was a little aggravated with how he was being, but they had been doing everything she liked this weekend. She didn’t need to be getting selfish. Nodding, she stood up, “Yeah, I’ll go shower real quick.” Crossing the room to the bathroom, she glanced back at him before going in and turning on the water.
After about ten minutes, she was coming back into the bedroom, wrapped in a big, fluffy towel with her wet hair braided. “Hey..” She murmured, walking over to the edge of the bed and crawling onto it to lay beside him. Laying on her side, she looked at him, giving him a soft smile. “I don’t hate you. I’m a little frustrated…” She admitted, biting her bottom lip, “But I don’t hate you.”
(Source: dani-morris)
Connor pushed the ropes back into his back, with shaky hands and a smile threatening to show up on his face. He knew that what he was doing was risky, and that there was no big reason behind it for him to ‘punish’ her like that, but it was all a small lesson for her to learn. Submission sometimes meant giving up some things for your dom, and right now she had a very good example of it. Even though Connor could hear her pleasuring herself, still in the same position in the middle of the bed, he made no offer to help.
Connor turned around to watch the girl with her hands between her legs. Poor thing, she was so close. “You know, that’s not going to feel quite as it feels when I do it.” He warned her in a quiet tone of voice as he put on his underwear and slowly walked over closer to the bed, watching the girl. “But you can imagine it, though. I’m sure it has worked wonders for you before.” Connor teased again, leaning and bending over the bed, being careful not to touch anywhere in her body but her neck with his lips. “How badly do you want me to touch you there, exactly?” He asked again, knowing he could play tricks like this for as long as she lasted.
Pressing her fingers more firmly against her clit, Danielle let out a louder whimper, closing her eyes to try to stay focused on pleasuring herself. If Connor wasn’t going to help her, she’d help herself. Hearing Connor’s voice, she opened her eyes slowly, only to look up at him, seeing that he’d put her underwear back on. She narrowed her eyes at him, moaning again. “Who said that I think of you?” She said, only to tease him back, giving him a wicked grin, before slipping her eyes shut again and sliding her fingers down to her opening and dipping them slowly inside of herself.
She lifted her hips slightly, feeling his lips press against her neck, making her whimper louder. Her fingers began to slowly pump in and out of herself. Connor’s words hit her ears and she whimpered again. “Fuck. I want it so bad, Connor. So fucking bad…” She whined, pushing her fingers deeper into herself and moaning louder, feeling herself grow closer.
(Source: dani-morris)
