(Part I here.)
> TELL PORTIA TO GET TO HER KNEES
The weight of the flogger gives you a bit more confidence, and it comes across in the surprisingly harsh tone in which you speak. You order her to her knees.
She looks a bit unsure of herself and her eyes remain on the flogger in your hand – but she isn’t yet entirely convinced.
> PUT HAND ON PORTIA’S NECK
(putting your fingers around Portia throat)
Now we’re getting somewhere. With your free hand, you reach for Portia and wrap your fingers carefully around her throat, an act that elicits from her a slight gasp. You can feel the heat of her skin against your grip, feel each breath she takes, ragged and increasingly uneven. And, closing your eyes, you can even feel her pulse as it rests along the inside of your hand. When you open your eyes it is to see Portia’s gaze on you with a simmering intensity to match the strength of your hold on her.
(Portia is stilled.)
> TELL PORTIA TO GET TO HER KNEES
She slips to her knees in silence, her wide eyes locked onto yours. There is some fear there, but it is driving something much larger before it – a hunger, tightening and tightening inside her until it’s tip is sharp enough to draw blood. With your hand on her throat, you guide her downward.
(Portia is on her knees.)
> TELL PORTIA TO UNZIP PANTS
There is just the slightest hesitation before she reaches up and, with trembling fingers, draws down the zipper of your jeans .
> SAY THANK YOU
That hurts. Down deep, that hurts. Way to let me down, man. Come on, try again. Be strong.
> FUCK HER
Excellent idea, but don’t you think there are a few things left to do? If you handle her right, she’ll give you the best thirty seconds of your life. Well, for you, the best twenty seconds. You stud.
> POSITION HER FOR SPANKING
With your zipper down? Don’t you think you should do something about that?
> POSITION HER FOR SPANKING
Ok, ok. You drag her up with one hand and…
(To be continued…)
I like it when you’re funny. I like it even more when you leave me hanging and with your zipper down.
Made me laugh, that image… I haven’t played a text game in quite a while.
~laughing~ You wretch. You make me laugh just when i was savoring telling you “no.”
elise