Between his hands

He kissed the nape of my neck and sniffed. As his hands became exploratory, I was at his mercy, and my body grew feverish. I moaned, my vagina instantly moistened and inflamed. He explored my pubic area and vagina, drawing out some liquid, which he sucked onto his fingers.

• Hmm, you're already wet, you're truly a lustful bitch. You're going to undress sensually against me so I can enjoy your humiliation, and you'll kneel with your head bowed at the end.

His fingers traced slow circles along my wet folds as I trembled with excitement beneath his touch. A moan escaped my lips as he pushed two fingers deeper, curling them just enough to push his hips forward. "Undress," he growled against my ear, while his free hand tugged at the hem of my blouse.

Fingers fumbling, I obeyed feverishly, each button unfastening with tantalizing delay—the fabric parting to reveal my sensitive skin inch by inch. My breath hitched as the last one gave way, my shirt slipping from my shoulders to pool at my elbows.

• Do it while dancing like the little slut you are, sway your hips, excite me.

I began to move slowly, my hips undulating with **** sensuality, each movement exaggerated for his pleasure. My fingers trembled as I slid down his waist, hooking the hem of my skirt, which I pulled down inch by inch, revealing the pale lace of my underwear.

"Good," he murmured, nibbling at her shoulder as his fingers gripped the lace, slowly pulling the fabric down. My curves revealed themselves in the dim light, my ragged breathing betraying every shiver my stripping provoked.

Once finished, I knelt in front of Draco, who watched me for a long time. I felt my humiliation and arousal rising. He tied my hands behind my back, then undressed and presented his not-inconsiderable penis to my mouth.

• Suck me, female dog.

My cheeks were burning, I slowly raised my eyes to the erect member in front of me. The prominent vein throbbed with excitement under my gaze, a drop of pre-cum beading at the tip. I parted my lips, the warmth of my breath brushing the taut skin before my tongue traced a slow, wet upward movement from the base. A low groan escaped me as Draco roughly grabbed my hair, setting the pace.