I thought the pun was rather unfortunate.I rose and walked into the bathroom."Take care of your morning needs," she said sternly. "Then run me a nice warm bath. Not too hot; not too cold."I glanced down to my erection — which hadn't flagged in the least."Do not provide relief to yourself," she said. "If you need help with that, I will provide it. However, I can assure you that you will not like way I deal with it."I'm sure my eyes were huge by this point.Carrie leaned in and kissed me softly on the cheek."Just play along, hon," she said. "Please."I closed my eyes for a moment."Yes, Mistress," I said."I love you, Mike," she said as she kissed me firmly. "I know this is kinky but it's something that I've always wanted to do. While I was locked in that trunk I was scared and this I what I thought of. I channeled all of this into me and then I kicked that freak's ass. I just want to be in complete control for a day. I promise I won't hurt you and I'll make it up to you later."I dropped. ' She'd say something sweet but sexy like that and start rubbing me like how I was doing, just playfully stroking me over my underwear.I slid my hand under my pants, I was so hard already. I could imagine it so clearly, like I had last night. 'Just lay back, baby, let me get you going.' And she'd giggle. I bet she'd have a real cute giggle. Her hand sliding up and down my shaft, she'd put her other hand on my face as she pressed her lips to mine, her tongue playfully challenging mine.I was stroking myself so hard, my nude body thrusting up into my hand. I must have thrown off my boxers in my own passion. 'Ooh, looks like you're ready for more.' She'd stand in front of me as she dropped her shorts. 'So hot in here, isn't it?' She'd climb on top of me and start grinding on my hard cock, pulling her panties aside and slowly lowering herself onto me. I could see her eyes flutter and her lips curl up with pleasure. 'Heh, here we go, baby.'She had already gotten me close to the edge before.
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