About three seconds later she walked through my door. "This will be perfect." She walked up to the small writing desk and pulled out a padded straight chair with no arms.
"That's it?" I asked. Really? I was thinking maybe we'd lie on the bed or something. This seemed kind of weird, almost un-sexy.
"Oh, yes, this will be perfect. Now, I want you to get into a bathrobe. I see two of them hanging in the closet. I want you completely undressed except for that."
"What about you? Are you doing the same?"
"No. I'm staying just like this. Any objections?"
I didn't have any. I went into the bathroom and took off all my clothes and put on the bathrobe. When I came out she said "OK, sit down now lover."
I did so. She stood there eyeing me for a minute or two, as if deciding. Then she sat slowly and carefully on my lap, just far enough away from my dick to stay out of contact. But those gorgeous legs of hers were well within reach. "I won't be touching your sex in any way, Jake. And you can't either. That would ruin the test. No grinding into me either. This is a mental game. You have to cum just kissing me. That's it. And trust me, if you do, it will be worth it. At least for me. At that point, I'll own you. You'll be my little fucktoy. I get to fuck your brains out for however long I want. How long do we have this room?"
I swallowed hard. "As long as we need, I guess."
"Good. I'll need about three days and nights. The first stage ends when you are begging me to stop fucking you. We'll see how strong you are. Maybe if I'm lucky it'll take longer. Who knows, maybe a week?"
She crossed her legs then, while sitting on me. God they were sexy. She let her skirt ride up enough so I could see the tops of her stockings.
I think I was halfway there already. She was still talking about fucking my brains out. She leaned in close and breathed softly into my ear.
"If you make it to the next stage, you're going to have every bit of me. As I will have of you. Do you agree? You have to say so."
Duh. "Yes, I agree."
Already she was slowly licking my ear, my neck, my cheek and my lips. Nibbling on my ear. She was talking about completely destroying my manhood and the thought of it made my hornier than ever. "But's that's just the last step. There's so much more before that." At that moment, her soft pointed tongue had been licking my upper lip. When she finished talking, she drove her mouth down on mine and thrust her tongue deep into my mouth. Her tongue was long and flexible and she wrapped it around mine like a coiled snake, squeezing and pulling. She moaned and drove her mouth down harder. Her hands pulled me tighter and tighter into her embrace. She was the most energetic kisser I'd ever imagined. Her words echoed in my mind as I imagined being this woman's fuck toy for days and nights until she was done with me, or I begged her to stop (which I KNEW I would never do!) Her tongue was still wrapped around mine and I began to gag. I wanted desperately to cum, my cock was so hard, so painful, I needed release. I moved my hand down and she stopped me. She grabbed both my wrists and pulled them back behind my head. Then she bore down on me, slathering all over me, an animal lust overtaking her, she was literally growling, now biting deeply into my neck - it was joyous and electric - then back to my mouth, licking it wetly over and over and then driving that full, round mouth down again on mine.
Of course I came. Out it came, it long, ropy spurts, flooding my bathrobe. It was a ruined orgasm, of course. I couldn't touch it, but she did the best she could. Yelping with delight, she immediately slid off my lap and impaled my dick into her mouth, taking every inch of it and bobbing up and down, sliding her long fingers up and down my shaft as she worked it. When I was done she withdrew and looked up at me happily.
"The spell is cast, my Jake." She then looked over at the door and I heard the deadbolt snap into place. She looked over at the bed and the covers unrolled, all by themselves, as if to receive us. And then, I heard the shower start up. "Get cleaned up, have a shower. I've got work to do. And get back here right away." Orders.
I think I spent about 30 seconds in the shower. When I returned, she was sitting on the side of the bed. She uncrossed her legs and stood. She beckoned for me to lie on the bed. Turning away, she backed her shapely round ass right into my face, showing the firmest, tightest bum I'd ever seen.
"Know what I call this?" she asked. "This is my 'meatgrinder'. You're about to find out why. Lie back."
I lay prone on my back. She crawled up between my legs and kneeled there, her silk clad knees between my thighs. She reached over me to pick up a very large jar sitting on the night table. Smiling sweetly, she slowly unscrewed the jar and set it beside me on the bed. "Know what this is?" I could guess, but I didn't say anything. "This is lube, beautiful, thick, sensuous lube. But first, we have to harden you up. Come on boy, let's get down to business."
She reached for my dick and pulled it vertical with two hands. They were already lightly greased with lube. "First, I'm going harden you up like a metal rod. Ooooh, that didn't take very long." I was indeed harder than a rebar.
She then reached over to the jar and dipped four fingers deep inside. She withdrew her hand and it was covered with the slimy stuff. "Now I'm going to slather your cock all over to prepare you for insertion." With both hands, she worked the lubricant slowly and gently around and around my cock. Her hand motions were almost reverential, as she slid a greased palm up and over the head and back around the shaft. It was glorious. "See how I cover my hands with warm, slick lube and rub it all over your big, fat, stiff cock. Mmmmm, that's nice. So soft and warm and thick. Just rub it in, cover it with warm, gooey lube. Ohhh, it makes me so horny, I love the feeling of it on my hands." She closed her eyes and seemed to drift off but her hands never stopped working. The feeling on my cock was electric, every nerve ending was firing on warp drive. But she was an expert. She never squeezed too hard. Just enough to keep me on the edge without going over. She knew what she was doing.
She opened her eyes. "Now I'll get some more and cover your balls. Here you go." She pulled out another handful and slathered it all over my balls, ever so gently. She reached down and spread it down around my anus, sliding it around and around. With her fingers nice and slick, she slid first one finger, and then another up my rectum. She stared deeply into my eyes as her fingers plunged up there, deep and wriggling, working further and further up. At first it was uncomfortable, but believe me, it was nothing like an exam. She was sensual and exciting and with every millimeter of penetration I silently begged for more. She could sense that, of course, and a sly little smile overtook her. She drove deeper and deeper. Finally she had my prostrate gland at the tip of her fingers and she wiggled them up and down and tickled me deeply. If possible, my cock got harder. I really think it even grew an inch.
"Well, Jake, that's a good sign. You're up for just about anything, aren't you? We'll explore all that later. But for now, I need more lube for your gorgeous, thick shaft. Here we go, here's some more stuff, lube you up, massage it all around with my long, slender fingers. Yes, when we're together forever, I'll have a never-ending supply of rich, goooey lube with me, just for you. Rub it in, slather you up all thick and gooey and juicy. I want you nice and slick and greasy. Mmmm, see how it squeezes out through my fingers, all hot and buttery, oh yes, so slippery and gooey, slick and oily, rub it around, massage it deep into your boiling hot cock, oh yes." She stopped and pulled one hand away and examined her work. My dick was throbbing. She began to stroke it slowly, squeezing and stroking, and the oily lube kept oozing through her fingers. "Mmmm, stroke it, stroke it, oh yes, so soft and juicy, squeeze that thick, greasy lube all around, preparing you, getting your cock so nice and slick, ready for my tight, hot, slippery meat grinder. Oh yes, you'll slither right in there Jake, so nice and slick, nothing can stop it, it'll suck you deep, deep inside. When you're nice and slippery you'll slide that big, greasy cock deep into my slick, tight, steaming asshole, so tight, so slick and slippery and creamy and gooey. It will feel soooo nice and hot and tight and oily in there, Jake, so velvety luscious, its buttery embrace locking you in until my every desire is fulfilled.
"But no cumming. You don't get to do that until I say. I'm the one in control. I tell you when to cum, and when to take it. Me, and me alone. You are my slut, Jake. You will bend to my every command."
Fuck. She knew exactly what she was doing. With every stroke, every little pressure point, she kept me right on the brink, right on the edge of blasting off. But I didn't. I couldn't. Not with Savannah in control. The torture was...exquisite. I moaned for release.
"Feel it as I stroke, stroke, stroke you, squeezing my hot, gooey lube all around you. Preparing you for my beautiful, hot, tight, slick, boiling tunnel. Here it is Jake, here it is. I can see it, you're on the very edge of cumming, the very, very edge aren't you? Oh yes, if I make a single wrong move you'll cum won't you dear? You'll cum all over me. But no, I'll keep going just enough, just enough to keep you on the edge of oblivion, you can't cum, not until I say. Stroking, stroking, rubbing it all in, hot, greasy goo, squeezing it through my fingers, stroke, stroke, oh yes, so delicious, so frustrating, so deliriously frustrating, you want to cum so badly don't you? But I'm in control, oh yes, so close, so ready to blast off for me, so close, stroking, stroking, backing off just a hair, and back on again. Where are you? If 10 is cumming, where are you?"
Through the fog of ecstasy I managed to say "9. 9 point 9. 9 point 99. Oh please, Savannah, please let me cum, oh I'm so close, so close'"
"Not yet, honey, oh no, not even close. We've got a long way to go. A long, long way. I'm going to stroke you some more now, oh there's some new friction, let's get some more goo, slather it all over your hot delicious cock, stroking, stroking, nine point nine, nine point nine nine, keeping you on the very edge, stroking, stroking, my hands all over your balls and cock and your hole, rubbing it in, deep and silky, stroking, stroking. Edging you, edging you to oblivion, oh yes, you're my little slave now aren't you? My little fucktoy oh yes, I can feel the sexual energy just pulsing and flowing, flowing into me, your will is mine, stroking you, stroking you, give yourself to me, give me your mind, I'll break your brain, you want that don't you? Stroking you, stroking, sooo close, sooo close but never cumming, not until I say. Not until I'm ready to give it to you. Are you ready for me?"
Savannah brought her full, luscious, glossy mouth to my eyes and she gently kissed them, back and forth. Then she extended her long, narrow tongue and began to lick my face, wet and goopy licks, coupled with tiny nibbles and sucks on my cheeks and mouth. All while she continue to edge me, holding me right at the very edge of oblivion. Oh that mouth. So full and soft and glossy sexy. I longed to slide my tongue between those plumb, shiny red lips.
