She stared at me like I was insane.
All the while, I kept stroking her softly, making her pant and wince with pleasure.
“What do you want?” I asked, knowing the answer but wanting her to say it aloud.
“I…”
“What do you want?” I repeated in a low growl.
“I want to come,” she moaned. “I NEED to come!”
“Alright. I’ll let you come… but only if you do what I say. Do you agree?”
She nodded vigorously. “Yes – yes! Anything!”
“Alright – but don’t come until I tell you to. Agreed?”
“Okay, yes, okay!” she moaned.
“Look at me the whole time.”
She struggled to maintain eye contact, but she did it.
“Don’t come,” I ordered again.
“I won’t,” she moaned.
Without warning, I began to circle my fingertip, touching her hood, wetly caressing all around her clit.
It would have been enough to tip most women over the edge –
And it was almost too much for Mei-ling.
“OH!” she cried out, and her body began to tremble.
“DON’T COME,” I barked.
She gritted her teeth and nodded, and she managed not to climax.
I began stroking her clit firmer –
Still soft, but harder.
“DON’TCOME,”I ordered.
“OH GOD!” she screamed.
Her entire body tensed.
I could hear the scarves creak as she strained against them –
But she managed not to come as she looked deep into my eyes.
I could see that she would lose control any second –
So I relented.
I rubbed soft but hard against her clit – a firm, downward stroke.