Relax, just be a doll for me [CNC]

Recently, I’ve been into the idea of a friend that I treat well and respect other than the times I look at her and feel that need. We could be friends or even dating, without anyone suspecting a thing. But whenever I felt that urge and knew I’d get away with it, I was happy to have you right there next to me.

We could be having a night in where I’m making us dinner, only for me molest you while everything’s on the stove and forcing you to swallow my load. After I’ve made you spit shine my cock, I’d be passing you a taste of the sauce like I didn’t just rape you in my kitchen.

After dinner and some drinks you are really confused and I’m going to keep enjoying it. Cuddled up in my lap, but I won’t let you go while I grope and molest you. Making you feel how wet you’ve gotten, dipping your fingers in for a taste. Edging you over and over asking why you are reacting this way if you didn’t want it? Only to make you beg me not to as I push you over the edge but ruin the orgasm.

Just to smile and say: Oh I thought you didn’t want it? If you beg me just right, I’ll finish you off for real after I get us some drinks. Trapped in that conflicting feeling of being treated like a valued fuck toy.

Working out at the gym, only to come back to mine to shower and relax. First we smoke a bit. You also weren’t expecting my ‘innocent’ offer to help you stretch after we smoke. Or how deep and invasive it ended up being. It was almost like I was intentionally giving you a cameltoe while kneading you like dough. Somehow joining you in the shower was a shock too, but hey gotta save water right. Put the massage setting to good use on your sore muscles. I’ll even make you hold it so you can look pretty. Don’t worry my phone is water proof. Only to get out of the shower after drying us off to ask if you are as relaxed as you expected.

You can fight back but I’ll win, so this just seems oh so simple doesn’t it.