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"This pair," I continued, retrieving a white satin thong, "I used my
vibrator with these, and I came in them thinking about what you were going
to do when the needle plunged through your tongue," I paused, brought them
to my lips, kissed them delicately. "I'll admit, I fantasized about some
tears here."
The white satin thong was difficult to shove into his mouth. He choked a
little, and his brow was furrowed, and it was the first time he looked to be
something close to angry. But he was hard, I knew it, and he was loving it
- on some dark, twisted level.
When I went back into the back, I saw his fingers digging into the sides of
the medical table. That thrilled me. I was getting to him. He was
uncomfortable, breathing harder now, but watching, listening. The bag must
have seemed stuffed so full to him. He had to imagine how on earth would I
get all those panties into his mouth? Surely he would choke.
Next I pulled out the lavender boyshorts. "These took a long time. Well,
the panties didn't take a long time, I just took a long time cumming in
them," I announced. His eyes were staring right into me. He was finally
starting to try to screw with me, I thought. I reached over and covered his
eyes with my hand as I continued to talk.
"These panties took awhile for me, because I was having way too much fun.
These are still soaking wet. I remember the orgasm very well. I was loud
that time. I think the neighbors heard me. I was imagining how you'd handle
the day I plan to turn you into a fucking whore; dressing you up, stripping
away all that tough boy exterior, forcing you into acts that are illegal in
some states. The details - there are many. That's why it took a long
time," I sighed. I looked at Stephen, thinking for a moment. "This may be
tough. Work with me. Open up." I reached over and removed my other hand
from his eyes.
Stephen just gave me a disapproving grunt, but somehow, I managed, after a
lot of shoving, stuffing, prodding, to get them into this mouth. When he
appeared to be attempting to spit them all back out, I reached over from
behind and grabbed him squarely by the balls. That was all the threat he
needed.
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