Page 11 of The Power Play

I’m dying to adjust my straining dick, touch it even slightly to get the smallest amount of relief, but I want to please her, and she told me I’m not allowed to touch. So, I won’t. For her.

“I think this is a good start. I like you watching me without being able to touch, at least for now. I like the idea of you being a good boy for me,” she taunts. “I like you doing exactly what I want because you want to please me.”

I nod but realize she can’t see it. “I do.”

She smiles, “I know you do. How far would you go to please me? Would you get on your knees and crawl if I wanted it?”

“I’ll always get on my knees for you.”

“Would you let me use your body for my pleasure and not allow you to come until you are begging?”

“I’m really close to begging you to let me touch myself now,” I admit.

She chuckles, “Is there anything youwouldn’tlet me do?”

I have to think about it for a second, but every scenario I can think of leads me to my answer, “No.”

“What about letting me fuck you?”

I almost chuckle, “I’d let you ride my cock whenever you want, pretty girl.”

She shakes her head with her bottom lip between her teeth, “No, I mean, letmefuckyou.”

It takes me an extra couple of seconds to realize exactly what she’s getting at and then when I finally realize it, I’m not sure how to respond. I’ve never even considered anything remotely close to what she’s suggesting. But then I realize this is just a fantasy with my fantasy girl and none of this is real which is why I’m able to even have these conversations with her without freaking out. Because it’s not real. So if she wants to fantasize about fuckingme, then she can have at it.

“If it’s what you want, then I will let you do whatever you want.”

“That’s what I like to hear,” she smiles wider. “You can touch yourself.”

I groan in relief as I quickly work my pants down just enough to free my hard as steel cock from my pants. The first stroke from my hand has me ready to come right then, but I hold back. I’m not done watching her and I need her to let go first.

Even through my relief I remember the game we have been playing with her telling me what I missed during her show.

“So, what happened at the end of the game?” I ask through gritted teeth.

“During the shootout I used this,” she reaches behind her to pull a vibrator that I’ve seen her use countless times and I’ve witnessed how quickly she can make herself come with it.

“How did you use it?” I ask through gritted teeth as I squeeze the base of my dick a little too hard to stop myself from release.

Lacey giggles, “Charles, I know you know how I use this,” she taunts. I never go by Charles in my real life and something about every time she says it does something to me that makes me want to hear her scream it.

“Remind me.”

She narrows her eyes, “Maybe if you ask nicely.”

I groan with another tight stroke on myself. “Please remind me.”

She watches me and I see her trying to decide if she wants to torture me more or if she will accept that as my asking nicely. A part of me wants her to continue her punishment, but a bigger part of me wants her to let herself come so I can follow.

Finally, after what feels longer than the ten seconds, I’m sure it was, she relents. “Fine. I’ll remind you as long as you keep stroking yourself like that because I love to see what I do to you.”

I can’t manage to say anything as I watch her recline slightly, showing her perfect glistening pussy right before sliding the vibrator down her body. As soon as it makes contact with her clit she moans and bucks up into the sensation. I almost lose it just on that alone.

“When I did this earlier, I would have it on when the Dragons were shooting and off when the other team was,” she says through a moan.

“And what about after w–they won?” I ask, squeezing my tip on the upstroke and almost slipping up and saying “we” in reference to the team.

“Then I got to come,” she rubs the toy on herself, and I can’t pull my eyes away from the movement. The way her hips roll, and I can only imagine it’s how she would move while riding me.

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