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Del 9: The Ultimate Control
| I knelt before him, my hands and mouth working in a frenzy, determined to make him come. I used every trick I knew, every technique I could think of, pushing him to the brink of release. His body tensed, his breath hitched, and I could feel the tension in his muscles, the way his body shook with the effort of holding back. But each time, just as he was on the edge, just as I felt him ready to release, he would pull back, his body responding to some unseen command. It was as if he was wired to resist, trained to deny himself pleasure until given permission. I could feel the frustration building in me, a mix of admiration and exasperation. I looked up at him, my eyes locked on his, a silent challenge passing between us. He met my gaze, a mix of desire and determination in his eyes, and I knew he was enjoying this as much as I was. The golden-haired woman watched, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction and something else, something darker. She leaned against the wall, her body relaxed, her presence a tangible force in the room. ”Keep going”, she murmured, her voice a low purr. ”See how long you can last.” I redoubled my efforts, my hands and mouth working tirelessly, my body aching with the effort. I could feel the sweat beading on my forehead, my breath coming in ragged gasps. But still, he resisted, his body skilled at avoiding the final fall. Just as I was about to give up, just as I was about to pull back, exhausted and frustrated, the golden-haired woman spoke. Her voice was low, a command laced with authority. ”You may come now, darling.” And in that moment, as if her words were a physical touch, he released. His body tensed, his back arching, and he came with a deep, guttural moan, his seed spilling onto my hands and face. I looked up at him, shock and awe in my eyes, as I felt the hot splash of his release against my skin. I turned to the golden-haired woman, a question in my eyes. She smiled, a wicked curve of her lips. ”How did I do it?” she asked, her voice laced with amusement. ”How did I program him to obey my words without any other stimulation?” I nodded, my mind racing with curiosity. She pushed off from the wall, her hips swaying with each step as she walked over to us. She ran a hand through his hair, her touch almost tender. ”It's a combination of trust and training”, she said, her voice a low murmur. "He trusts me implicitly, and he's been trained to respond to my voice, to my commands." She looked down at him, her eyes softening for a moment. ”It's a delicate balance”, she continued, her voice thoughtful. ”It takes time and patience, but the results... well, you've seen the results.” ”But how did you learn to control him like this?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. She smiled, a mysterious curve of her lips. ”That, my dear”, she said, her voice a low purr, ”is a story for another time.” And with that, she turned and walked into the bathroom, leaving me to wonder about the depths of her power and the secrets she held. |
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