Dramatic Role Part 2 in which I become Kerry Slater
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Time became meaningless to Emma as she drifted in and out of sleep in her blind state. Her body continued to crave to be touched; she felt herself lifting her torso up over and over, trying to reach for something that wasn’t there. She moaned quietly in frustration.
Donald had set a camera in the bedroom, out of sight, and with a filter for the darkness of the room. He could hear and see Emma’s every move and action as he left her there.
With a knowing smile and nod of his head as he watched, he showed that she was responding exactly as he wanted her to at this point. Actually, it excited him how readily Emma came to crave the touch, the caress, the stimulation, the longing to finally cum. Often it would take days or weeks to get a subject to such an advanced stage of desire. He knew this from what he had studied and his own experiments.
That was all Emma was to be when he began this weeks ago with their emails. But now, her reactions, and the thought of taking her maidenhood; yes, a little stale from being withheld for so long; but then again, that made it even more desirable.
To be her first, and as it appeared, to be able to mold her toward more delights for him to experience with her, perhaps this will be a much longer tutorage. And perhaps something more than he had originally planned. His head whirled with the possibilities of where he could take her.
His mind wandered with these thoughts as he watched her squirm and writhe on the bed, seeking something right now out of her reach. After a few hours had passed, and she had again fallen into slumber for a while, Donald went back to the room and entered it.
Emma awoke and was aware there was someone else in the room, but she tried to lay still as she heard him move around. Donald was quietly removing all his clothes.
As he did, he fought the inter-conflict battle raging within himself. He so wanted to take her now and fuck her good, so she knew once and finally what she had been missing. But he knew if he did so now, it would be a short won victory for him.
He needed to control himself, and just take her one step at a time, and before too much time has passed she would be begging him for mercy and to please, please take her. That and the wonderful ride to that point was going to be the true prize he must move slowly and carefully toward.
So, leaving Emma blindfolded, he laid down on the bed, on his side, beside her, and began again to caress her with his fingers, almost like feathers fluttering over her trembling body. His first touch, even though Emma had felt him beside her, made her jolt, and moan out.
Up and down her arms and legs, massaging her hands and feet, then quivering over her stomach and thighs, he went. From the start she kept lifting herself to him, silently begging for his touch which was not coming to where she longed for it.
The vibrator had done its job well earlier, she knew where it could take her, even if Emma hadn’t been allowed to reach that yet. It gave Donald secret delight to see Emma trembling with each stroke of his hand.
She even began to pant some as her neck, and face and upper chest turned redder and redder.
Her nipples, still untouched were hard and standing up, her areola seemed to darken and redden from her shivering and squirming. She was like a beautiful fish out of the water, flopping and flapping herself to and fro, his fingers being the hook which had caught her unexpectedly. Yes, the worm Donald had dangled in front of her these last weeks, did really reel her into his net, without even a fight.
Emma’s breasts, so soft looking and full, with the nipples standing begging him, were too much for Donald. This much he thought, just her breasts, to caress and suck and kneed, I will only go that far today.
He moved his hands over both of them and began to run his fingers from their base against her chest, slowly around and up until now pressing her areola around on each, then his thumbs and index fingers taking the nipple between them and rubbing and pinching them as Emma just moaned, sighed and at the first pinch gasp.
Her mouth opened in a perfect little “O”, her tongue begging him to kiss her. Donald was so close to doing so but held himself back. No, even the kiss must be taken so slow with Emma for the total capitulation of her fully and completely.
Instead, Donald only continued to stroke her where he had so far, never touching her “there” though he could see the fluid released from her, wetting even her thighs.
Emma continued to shake and jiggle herself under his touch for the next half hour.
At one point, she was so bold as to speak, though in hardly more than a whisper, “Please, from before, what you used, please…..”
Donald just pressed his finger to her lips and told her quietly but firmly, “Emma, you were not given permission to speak, and most totally not to ask for anything. Everything you are given at each moment is what you need at that time. Do not ever ask for something that is not offered to you. I think we will have to take care of this insubordination shortly.”
Emma’s face, beneath the mask, turned bright red as she gulped and quieted herself to a gentle sniveling as she felt Donald’s fingers and hands explore her. But it wasn’t where she wanted him so to touch.
She felt his head come close to her, and she exploded as she felt his tongue circling her right areola, and then take her nipple into his lips and suck her long and hard. She wailed out in her excitement, and felt the fluids in her rush out, dripping up and down her slit, and even flowing over her crack. She trembled, and just being who she was, even in this moment of pure joy, she worried if she was staining the sheets.
After moving to her left breast for attention too, it all ended too soon.
Emma felt Donald move from her and stand up.
Little did she know the huge hard-on he had at this moment, but that was something she would see and experience a little further on.
Donald moved over to a small canister, a trash can, in the corner, and quickly jerked himself to relief. Imagining the whole time, it was Emma’s fingers and lips helping him to the point.
Once his personal needs had been taken care of, Donald dressed himself again. Soon Emma could see him naked, but not yet.
He came back to the bed and stroked Emma’s face. “Shhh baby, just calm yourself, it is over for today.”
He began at her feet and untied the silk cords, bringing her legs together, and stroking them some. Then her arms, which he rubbed up and down as he released them and laid them on her stomach.
Only then did he take the blindfold off.
Emma blinked, suddenly with sight again, even though the room was dim. Donald let her acclimate herself to her surroundings and then told her, “There is a bathroom through that door, I am sure you need it, and to allow you to clean yourself up some. Then come down the hall to the living room and return to the mark on the floor where you were standing before. We will take care of the issue we need to, and then move ahead.”
Emma blushed, as she realizes what the “issue” was, and knew it would be taken care of like her tardiness.
As she went into the bathroom she found herself tingling with the thought of his hand spanking her once again. She peed and cleaned herself.
Looking in the mirror at her naked self, which now had a pinkish glow about her, she stared for a few minutes at how different she looked and felt from when she entered Donald’s house only hours ago.
But not wanting to dawdle, she hurried down the hall and placed herself on the small taped X on the living room floor.
Was it fear or wanting more discipline which made her hurry to the spot? She wondered.
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