Revenge – Part 1.6: The Seeds are Planted

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I tightened my grip.

“Listen to me, slut!” I growled. “You’re only here because I allow you to be. You will do exactly what I say, when I say it, or you can get the fuck out. Now are going to apologise, like a good little slut?”

This was it. She’d either submit, or leave. There was only a second of hesitation before,

“Yes! Yes, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I won’t do it again, please!” she cried.

I let go of her hair and shoved her head away. Her pose from last week was repeated, with her sprawled out on the floor, tits jiggling wildly, and pussy clearly slick with arousal. She sat up and rubbed her head, stroking her hair into shape.

“I’m sorry,” she said again, “I’m sorry.”

She took her place again at the side of my bed, her eyes returning to my cock, but this time she kept her hands where I could see them.

That was the first real show of dominance I’d forced on her. I’d hurt her, called her a slut and demanded an apology from her for touching her own body…and she’d accepted it. She seemed so different, suddenly. Neither desperate, nor defiant. For the first time, she just seemed…submissive.

This was the greatest night of my life.

My cock was about 8 inches long now, and just about in the air. Any more stimulation and I wouldn’t be able to stop from becoming fully erect. But I didn’t want her to see that just yet. I wanted her to earn it.

“Tell me Jessica,” I said.

Her eyes snapped to mine.

“Do you like looking at my cock?” I asked.

“Yeah…” she breathed.

“Why do you like my cock so much?” I said.

“Because…because it’s big…” she said slowly.

“Yes, but why do you like my big cock?” I said.

She didn’t reply. She was thinking.

“Is it because,” I continued, “Your boyfriend is so small? Does he leave you unsatisfied?”

She nodded slightly.

“Answer me.” I said calmly.

“Yes!” she blurted out, eager to obey me, “Yes, he’s tiny, like my pinky finger. Just like you said.”

She held it out to demonstrate. She didn’t seem to care how I’d found out about her sex life.

“I never feel good with him…he’s never even made me cum…” she said.

She was staring at my dick again. It was bobbing slightly, in time with my heartbeat. She let out a little moan of desire.

“I’ve actually never…” she said.

“Never…?” I said.

She looked at me again.

“I don’t…think I’ve ever had an orgasm. Even alone I just get too…I don’t know, nervous.”

She went back to staring at my cock.

This was a revelation. Miss super-confident mega-bitch had never even had an orgasm before. I was going to give her her first orgasm. I vowed it.

“Do you want to touch my cock, slut?” I asked.

Her face lit up.

“Yes, yes, please. I want to touch it.” she said.

“Sit over there.” I said, gesturing to the other end of the bed.

I moved back on the bed to give her space.

She eagerly jumped up and sat where my legs had been. Her body was incredible, and seeing her like this, I felt my dick stiffen even further.

“But, you do have a boyfriend, don’t you Jessica?”

She looked at me, confused.

“Yeah, I do, but-”

“Now, what kind of a girl would even touch another man’s cock if she already has a boyfriend?” I asked.

“I don’t…I don’t know…I just want to touch it…”

She was staring at it again.

“Jessica, you have a boyfriend.” I reminded her, “The only reason you should want to do this with me, would be if you were…a slut.”

She didn’t say anything.

“Are you a slut, Jessica?”

She’d already accepted me calling her it, but now she had to accept it for herself.

“I…” she hesitated.

“Because if you’re not a slut, then you should probably just stay faithful, and leave.”

“No!” she moaned.

She looked into my eyes.

“I am a…a…”, she swallowed heavily, struggling with the admission, “a slut. I am, I’m a slut.” she said.

Admitting it aloud seemed to have a strange effect on her. Her eyes went a little hazy, and a big, lazy smile spread across her face.

“I’m a slut.” she said again.

“Whose slut are you?” I prompted.

“I’m…I’m your slut.” she replied slowly, “I’ll be your slut…Just let me…please…”

“Touch it, slut.” I said calmly.

She reached out and grabbed it, letting out a moan of lust as soon as she did. It continued to grow in her hands until she was holding my full 10 inches. I enjoyed how it felt, her soft warm hands wrapped around my cock. She marvelled at the girth of it, lightly gripping with one hand and running her other up and down the shaft. She bit her lip and let out another low moan. I lay back and enjoyed the sensation.

She explored the base, gently cupping my large balls in her hands, before she moved upwards, exploring the head. I was so turned on that some pre cum began to leak out, and she started rubbing it around the tip with her thumbs. She started to slide the skin down a little, but stopped when I let out a small grunt of pleasure.
She looked up at me, as if surprised to see I was still there.

“Oh, do you like that?” she asked.

She looked like she really wanted me to feel good. At first I was confused that she didn’t know what I would enjoy, then I remembered the only other cock she’d had experience with. She could probably fit that whole thing in one hand with room to spare.

“Oh, of course,” I said, “You’ve never done this with a real cock, have you slut?”

She shook her head, then turned back to my dick.

“Well,” I said, “The head is the most sensitive part. What feels best for a guy is putting pressure around the top, then sliding the skin up and down.”

She did what I said, and was soon slowly masturbating me with both hands. I felt incredible, but I wanted more.

“Stop.” I said.

After a few seconds, she stopped her hands.

“No, I mean, let go.”

She slowly let go, and crossed her arms under her chest. She’d been squirming for a little while now, trying to bring some friction to her wet pussy. I was pleased to see that she hadn’t tried to touch herself again, obeying my earlier command.

“You’re going to suck my cock now, slut.” I said.

Her eyes went wide with fear, and she sat back as I stood.

I got off the bed and finished undressing. She turned to face me, scooting closer so her feet were on the floor.

“I’m not sure about this.” she said.

I didn’t say anything.

“I mean…I’ve done this with my boyfriend, but his is…you know…and…” she said.

She looked away nervously. She seemed to be really afraid of my size, suddenly.

I grabbed her jaw, but more gently this time, and turned her towards me.

“Listen to me Jessica. You came into my room tonight, and begged me to show you my cock, didn’t you?” I asked.

“Y…yes.” she whimpered.

“You want this, don’t you? You want to know what a real dick feels like, don’t you?” I asked.

Still holding her face, I grabbed my dick by the base and shook it slightly.

“You want to taste this real cock, not your boyfriend’s little clit, don’t you?”

She nodded again.

“Say it.”

“Yes. I want to taste your cock…please.” she said softly.

“Really?” I said.

“Yes…please, I want to taste it. I want to suck your…your big dick. I want to know what a real cock tastes like…”

I stroked her cheek gently with my thumb.

“Good girl.” I said.

I let go of her face.

She nervously took my shaft in her hands again, slowly stroking its length. Without any more prompting, she leaned forward and licked the head. She made a little expression of displeasure at the taste of my pre cum, but went back for another one. She quickly started licking all around the head, sometimes wandering a little down the shaft. Her hot, wet tongue felt incredible. I let this continue for a few minutes before getting her to move on.

“Ok, slut, it’s time to put it in your mouth.” I said.

She looked into my eyes, and nodded once. She seemed somewhat stunned by this whole experience, but so eager to do a good job, to do what I told her.

She slowly tried to put the head in her mouth, just managing to get her lips around my girth. She pushed harder, squeezing my cock further and further. She could only fit a few inches inside. Her tongue was going crazy, and her hands were sliding all along my shaft. It felt so good, so warm and wet. She suddenly let out a long, lusty moan.

I started to thrust my cock forward a little, pushing back along her tongue. It was clear I wasn’t going to get any further until she’d had some practice, so I was content with my little thrusts for now. I was only able to enjoy the sensation for a few moments before I was aching for release. I hadn’t masturbated all week in anticipation of this.

I slowly pulled my cock out of her mouth. She looked up at me, tears touching the corners of her eyes, but a huge smile on her face. She licked her lips, and wiped the spit from around her mouth.

“Did that feel good?” she said, breathing heavily.

“It did.” I said.

She smiled even wider and licked her lips again. I was amazed at how little it had taken for her to submit to me.
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