How annoying, you think, how she acts like she wants to play but then makes me wait this long to actually get it... definitely not acceptable, and she's gonna pay for the delay. You're standing in the living room, very close to her, and she's obviously having trouble meeting your eyes. Nerves, you wonder? Perhaps a little fear for putting you off this long? Anticipation is a wonderful thing, and while you didn't exactly want to wait as long as you did, perhaps now it'll pay off, as you anticipate getting your payback.
"Nervous, little girl?" you ask.
"Yes" she replies.
May as well get her re-trained from the start. "Yes, what?" you ask, with consummate patience. She looks at you a little startled, then realizes her blunder.
"Yes, sir."
Much better. "Well then, let's have a look at you, shall we?" You take a seat and indicate she should stand in front of you. She's obviously still nervous but you'd swear you could smell the sex hormones coming off of her... oh, she wants it bad! She's wearing a very short black skirt and black button-down top; very professional looking, except for the slutty slit in the skirt running up the front of her thigh, and the shirt is tight enough to peek at her bra between the buttons. The bra is black as well, leaving you to wonder if the panties match. If, in fact, there are any panties at all.
You just sit and look for a while, while she grows slightly more agitated. You smile inwardly and tell her to turn around. She licks her lips and you hear her breath sounding a little labored already as she turns around, presenting you with her back. Her breath catches audibly as you lean forward and graze your hand lightly up the back of one thigh, and then down the other. At this point you just want to take your time, enjoy the torture, right? Your hands glide out again and caress her round ass, encased in this tight little skirt, and you decide it's time to start examining your property. You lift the skirt ever so slightly and now you can graze your fingertips around and over her tight little asscheeks, which by the way are wearing some very naughty black lace panties. She's practically panting as you use both hands to hold her ass, and then press your thumbs slightly into the crevice between the cheeks and slide them down and under- coming so close to touching her cunt but not quite there. Oh yes, the torture is good!
Abruptly you sit back and instruct her to turn around, and she looks at you anxiously, waiting to see what happens next. "Time to unbutton that shirt- slowly please!" you say with a smile. She smiles back and you notice her fingers are slightly shaking as she slips the buttons through the holes. Who knew buttons could be so erotic? Finally the last button is undone and you indicate that she should remove the shirt altogether- and the bra is to follow immediately after!
Again she's just standing there looking at you, feeling quite exposed. "Start pinching those nipples please" you instruct. "Let me see them get nice and hard!" Her hands glide up and at first graze over her nipples before taking a firm hold and start squeezing, with some nice pulling of them as well, here and there- very nice! You didn't even have to tell her to pull too, she knew on her own- all is not lost! You watch for a moment, then say "They'll get even harder if they were a bit wet. Bring them to me please, offer me those nipples one at a time." She has to lean in so you can reach and you snake your tongue out and flick it rapidly back and forth, first across her left nipple and then the right, before telling her to stand up again and resume the pinching, which she does most gladly.
Now standing in front of you again, you resume your inspection by leaning forward so you can lift the front of that skirt. You can make out her pussy lips through the lace of the panties, and my my my, aren't they swollen already! She's all but panting as you lightly slide your fingers up the front of her legs, pass over her hips, and then your fingertips graze over her cunt lips, tracing them over the panties, which by now are very, very damp. You hear a slight moan from her as your fingers begin to lightly manipulate her- squeezing her lips together, sliding the finger along her slit, caressing the outside, all the while staying on top of the panties while she continues to work her nipples and watches you looking at her cunt... no no, YOUR cunt. For surely every part of her belongs to you now, and you intend to remind her of this, over and over again if you must!
You return to your relaxed position on the couch. "Now the skirt, please", you say, and she takes her fingers from those hard little tits to reach around and unzip the skirt. It drops to the ground and gets kicked aside, and now she's standing there in the black panties and her fuck-me heels. Those heels were a nice touch, you think, and you ponder using those 6-inch heels to possibly violate her at some point, but that's a thought for the future. Now, you lean close and return those magical hands to her soaked pussy again, this time pulling the crotch of them to the side so you can push your thumb along her slit, feeling her juices soaking your hand, and you rub it into her cunt before letting go of the panties. You look up at her and say "Now remove those panties, turn around, and get on all fours on that table."
She actually looks shocked! You haven't even begun to shock yet, however, and you wait patiently as she drapes a blanket on the coffee table to cushion it a bit, hooks her thumbs thru her panties to slide them off, then, obviously very nervous, gets on the table herself, on all fours, facing away from you. "Face down!" you snap. "Face on the table, hands on the backs of your knees!"
"Oh God!" she moans, and obeys. Almost timidly, lowers her head until her cheek is resting on the table and then places her hands on the backs of her knees. Her ass and lovely cunt are up in the air, being presented to you, and you can't resist a light slap to her asscheek while you remind her "Not 'Oh God', it's YES SIR!" She moans again and once again you smack her ass until she realizes and says "Yes sir, I'm sorry!"
"Are you going to be a good little cunt today?" you ask. Smack on the ass.
"Yes! Yes, I promise!" she says hoarsely.
This time you lightly slap her pussy. "You promise, what?"