Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 555

Bedding The Babysitter: Ep51

Without even thinking I leaned forward and opened my mouth. She pulled her finger back a bit, although her scent still lingered just above my nose. "Beg to suck my finger," she ordered.

Again I should have prevented this; should have halted my humiliating fall, but all I wanted was to suck her finger, to taste her juice. "Karen, may I please lick your finger?" "Are you sure you want to?" she questioned, the sticky, fragrant finger just poised there in front of me.

Each question weakened my resolve a bit further, "Yes."

"Yes what?" she asked.

"Yes, I don't know... Karen?" I replied, unsure what she wanted me to say.

She explained, "As soon as your mouth touches my finger, you are mine. I will become your Mistress and you will become my slut... my cunt... my lez. Is that understood?"

The harsh reality she was presenting to me had me reconsidering my desire to submit to her. I was not a lesbian! And certainly not a cunt! While I pondered this, she dipped her finger back in her cunt, recoating her fingers with her juice. She brought it to my lips and explained, raising the temptation tenfold, "Just to give you another hint of what you'll be missing if you decline."

As soon as her finger touched my lips, I extended my tongue and tasted the forbidden nectar. I didn't know what I thought it would taste like, but one taste and I craved more. I leaned forward to satisfy my craving, but she moved it just out of my reach.

ready to submit to

I whimpered without hesitation, my panties now sticky

"Yes what?"

officially committing myself to a commitment I didn't

her finger to my lips. "Good slut, now clean my

being rewarded for doing a trick. I savoured her juice, using my lips and tongue to get every drop of it

"Do you want

in way too deep to back out

pussy was perched at the lip of the chair and only inches away from my face. "Do you

a slight moan

you wet, slut?" she

my head

demanded,

it to drop to the floor. Wearing only my nightie and panties, I felt so vulnerable! No one had seen me naked since my husband passed. I trembled like a drug addict going too long without a fix as I struggled to get my nightie over my head. Once I

slave," turning her chair to face my new

to dampen my panties for some unfathomable reason. I was willing to be her slave? I knew that I already was, so I obeyed and handed her my panties. "Holy shit, slut, you're soaking wet! Why?" "I don't know," I answered honestly, standing naked

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