"Yes," he said finally, "You may."
Annie sighed with pleasure and relief. The moment had been too long, but she was proud of her control, proud of obeying him, and she felt the friction and heat inside her as she closed her eyes and felt the warmth pass over her body. Her juices were flowing out and as she moaned, she felt the warmth travel downwards and out through her pussy. She heard herself make strange noises as the orgasm passed over her and through her, and finally she felt the sweet relief of climax.
This time, it took her longer to open her eyes and realize what was going on around her. As she did, she felt his hands on her wrists, undoing her cotton handcuffs, finally freeing her. "You may close your legs."
She sighed with relief and brought her legs together, and Adam turned her around to face him, and kissed her gently on the lips. He held her against him, their skin pressing against each other and she felt relieved it was over. She remembered herself spread out for him, begging to be fucked, moaning and dripping wet, and she blushed in humiliation.
"You're my little slut," he told her, rubbing her back, kissing her neck, "You're my horny little slut."
This just made her feel worse, and she wished the ground would just swallow her up, but instead, she was sitting on the edge of his desk, and he was hugging her and teasing her. She hid her face in his neck and he smiled and grabbed her hair, and pulled her face back so that she was forced to look at him.
She closed her eyes as his other hand went down to her breast and cupped it. He kneaded her breast, and took his mouth down to her nipple, where he licked her and nibbled gently to make the nipple stand up. He pinched her other nipple and she lost control and moaned.
He let go of her head and pushed her thighs apart with his hands. His fingers travelled up and began toying with her, stroking gently.
"Wet again?" he said, "You really are horny."
She felt exasperated, wishing her body wouldn't respond so easily, wishing she could stop the throbbing and the wetness that was increasing again. But his lips were on hers again, as he stroked and fondled her gently, and she reached out and felt his chest, running her hands down till she found his cock, hard and stiff. She began stroking him again, and he pulled his lips and fingers away, and grabbed her breasts.
He squeezed them hard, pinching the nipples, twisting them till she called out and begged him to stop. He put his arms around her and pressed her against him, and she guided his cock to where she wanted it to be, pressing the tip against her wetness.
Adam pushed her and lay her back against the desk. Her nipples pointed skywards, and she wrapped her legs around him, hoping he'd move in, but he merely smiled, and said, "Beg for it, slut."
She closed her eyes and rocked her hips, hoping he'd give in, but he stood there, stroking the tip up and down her pussy, till she arched her back and pleaded, "Please, please fuck me. Mmm… Please put your cock in me and take me hard, fuck me hard, fuck my pussy, please, oh…"
He pressed his tip in, and inched forward, filling her with his hardness, making her moan and plead incoherently for more. He drew back and then slowly pressed forward, grabbing her hips as she started to rock them, trying to suck him in with her muscles.
She begged him for more, to go faster, to bang her harder, and he drew back and slammed in. She gasped for air and he pulled out and slammed in again, filling her clenching pussy with ease. She throbbed and moaned, the heat of her pussy electrifying him, and they moved in tandem and their voices filled the air with strange, animalistic noises.
Suddenly, she felt the pressure build up within her again, and she called out loud that she was coming. She couldn't control it, he kept filling her again and again, and the waves of orgasm started to roll over her as she screamed out and let go. The climax tore through her, and waves of heat rolled through her pussy. Flames licked at her soul, and she saw hues of golden and red as she clenched again and felt another orgasm pouring downwards, escaping her, as he released. She felt him come inside her as her juices poured out and she shuddered and moaned; she felt herself being carried higher and higher and then finally it was over and she felt herself come crashing down.
Adam lifted her up and she sat with her legs wrapped around his waist, her breasts pressing against his chest. He was still inside her and she breathed heavily, trying to come back to reality. He was kissing her neck, and she dropped her legs so he could gently slide out of her. She watched him grab some tissues and clean up, he was putting on his clothes as she grabbed a few tissues herself, looking for her clothes. Ah, there was the pile.
"Wear just the skirt and shirt," he growled.
She looked at him. They were both spent, but he was still admiring her naked body. She blushed with pleasure, and did what he'd asked. He watched her dress, and when she was finished, he could make out her nipples through the thin fabric of the white shirt.
Adam put his things away, and led her outside, his door clicking shut behind them. He offered her a lift home, which she gladly accepted, and soon they were sitting in his convertible, waiting for the engine to warm up.
The parking lot was empty, and Adam asked hoarsely, "Tell me, slut, have you ever come in public?"
His fingers crawled up the skirt, testing the warmth of her skin, finding their way to her cunt. She was completely spent, but excitement and fear of what he was hinting at were making her juices leak out slowly.
She took a deep breath, and told him about the time her high-school boyfriend had taken her to a drive-in movie. In the darkness, he had pulled her head down to his cock and she had blown him off. After he was done, he watched as she fingered herself, until she climaxed silently in the car.
Adam smiled and mused, "Yes, you're a slut who likes being fucked and displayed."
His words seemed harsh and hurt her, but his hands were on her breasts now, teasing her till her nipples were erect again, and she felt the throbs of arousal. He pulled her close and kissed her gently, then undid another button so he had a better view.
"Take off your skirt," he ordered.
"Adam?"
"You came without asking permission, last time I fucked you. I think you did it on purpose - you need another punishment."
He was so sexy and powerful, his eyes focused on hers and full of greed. She undid the zip, and pulled the skirt down, placing it under her feet.
"Finger yourself."
Annie smiled, watching his alertness. She was turned on by his desire, and she undid another button on her shirt for him, rubbing herself gently, feeling the wetness seep out, then rubbing harder, and closing her eyes as she slipped a finger in.
She heard the engine rev, and when she opened her eyes, she noticed with a gasp that they were on the street, driving slowly.
"Adam?" she asked.
"Keep going," he ordered, "We'll be on the highway soon, and it's an empty stretch till your apartment."
He was right, she knew; it was too late for there to be any cars on this particular part of the road. And anyway, no-one could see what she was doing inside the car, and her finger felt so good, and Adam was so handsome. She sighed, and began pushing her finger in and out again.
Soon they were on the highway, and Adam pulled over to the emergency lane. He pulled her towards him urgently, kissing her, biting her lower lip, grabbing her breast. He tore off her shirt, revealing her naked breasts, gleaming in the lamplight. He put the shirt on his lap and admired her - she was entirely naked and exposed now, fucking herself greedily with one finger.
She slouched down in the seat to have better access to her pussy, and started using two fingers on herself, moaning and using her other hand to rub her clit. "You're so horny," said Adam, admiringly. Suddenly, they were on the highway again, and she felt the cold air hitting her as the convertible top slid down.
"No!" she gasped, watching her shirt blow off Adam's lap. "Please!"
But he merely smiled, and slowed down the car. Annie imagined a truck pulling alongside them, the driver leering down at her a
She pulled her fingers out, whimpering, remembering that in her rush, she hadn't asked permission. She crossed her arms across her torso, trying to cover herself, wondering if anyone had seen her but deciding they hadn't. She couldn't believe she had exposed herself and then orgasmed her way through the humiliation. The wind and cold were making her nipples stiff, but thankfully Adam was raising the top, and with one hand he opened the glove compartment and handed her a thin jacket.
She covered herself thankfully, trying to hold back her tears of shame and relief as she pulled the skirt on and hugged herself tight.
When they reached her apartment, Adam walked with her as she tottered unsteadily up the stairs. He came inside, and gave her a long, powerful hug, stroking her hair. The stench of her humiliation refused to go away, even when she was in his arms.
"You deserved it," he said gently, "And you didn't even ask my permission when you came in the car."
Annie wondered what the next punishment would be, but didn't dare ask. Maybe they'd do this again? And she felt a slight thrill at being exposed, and wondered why the humiliation had made her orgasm.
Adam kissed her lips softly, and slipped the jacket off. He brought his lips down to her nipples, sucking and nibbling each in turn, and then stood back to admire the sight of her, topless, with her round breasts and hard nipples.
"See you tomorrow, slut," he said, closing the door behind himself.
Alicia Roberts Is The Author Of:
Punished By The Principal (Student-Teacher BDSM)
Punished By Her History Teacher (Student-Teacher BDSM)
Seducing Her Professor (Student-Teacher BDSM)
She is available on twitter; her username is @AliciaRRoberts
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