He begs for her to take him in whole, wanting her to swallow everything he has.
She kneels before him, stroking his cock and driving him crazy. Playing with him rather than giving him what he wants for not letting her orgasm the previous night.
He remembers not giving her what she wants. He continues to taunt her and treat her as the whore she has always been. He thinks he will win, cum down her throat and leave her in her wetness, yet another night.
She gets him to climax and sees the tip of his dick glistening with cum. She doesn’t shove his cock down her throat, rather she holds his cock in the air. No stroking. No comfort from any part of her body. He hisses and tenses, wanting her to resume with the pleasure. He quickly understands her game and tells her she will get her turn. He only needs her to take him in whole.
“Alright, I get it, now put your mouth over my cock or you’ll be getting worse treatment than abstinence,” he deeply murmurs to her as he pulls the back of her hair, trying to steady her head above him.
She grins before stroking him once more, and his body tightens. He grunts and moans deeply as a shot of cum shoots out, barely hitting her lips, and drips down his shaft.
“Say please,” she says in a steady, evil whisper, watching as his chest inflate with rage.
As it deflates, he growls back to her, “Pleeaasse.”
She smiles at the bend of his knee and strokes him into her mouth. She only missed two shots of his cum before the rest is wanting to escape.
She takes him in all of the way. Letting the rest of him cum down her throat. When she reaches the bottom of him, she feels the wetness hitting her lips. She releases him, draws him back in, and starts to clean. She sucks off what is left on his cock. Her mouth comes around and licks the base of his shaft, licking and sucking what pools at the bottom.
When she is done, she leans back, and in sync, with her movement, his hand reaches out and grabs her throat. He leans up with her, forcing her to bend down below him.
He responds to her to set rules, “You will get your pleasure when deserved...”
Of course, she feels cheated. Her eyes are wide, and tears start to form. The grip he has of her hair is tight and straining to her scalp. He releases her and stands, walking behind her, leaving her on her knees. She hears him kneel down behind her. A hand grabs her hip and the other on her back, pressing into her, making her bend forward to rest on the chair he was just sitting in. He pulls her lingerie to the side and presses his fingers deep into her, thrusting to get her aroused.
He slows to a pause, holding his fingers in her. He curls them up and she moans. He responds to his last words,
“As long as you never let my cum land anywhere else other than inside of you again.”
Then he continues his fingers. Thrusting inside of her, pulling out to rub against her clit and jamming them back into her. She cums all over his fingers. Her body jolts from the sensations. He doesn’t let up on her so she can ride out the orgasm.
He will not do her any favors like that again…
Unless she earns it.