Bring the situation under control

You're caught between your guilt and the desire that's surging through you like wildfire. The sight of Mia touching herself, eyes locked on yours... it's too much to resist.

"Fuck," you mutter under your breath. "Don't stop..."

Her lips curl into a knowing smile, her fingers still dancing between her legs. She leans back against the wooden bench, her hair now matted to her forehead and breasts jiggling with each movement of her hips - an entrancing sight that's driving you wild.

As she continues to pleasure herself in front of you, you find your mood darkening even as your cock grows. How dare she taunt you? The sauna starts feeling like it's getting hotter by the minute.

You decide enough is enough. You stand up, letting your towel and shorts fall to the ground and let your erect cock spring free. The sight of it seems to mesmerize her, her eyes widen and her finger start to furiously rub her clit.

"What would Blaine say if he could see you?," you growl, feeling a primal possessiveness rise within you.

She lets out an involuntary moan at the question but doesn't stop touching herself. In fact, she seems more turned on by it.

"He'd probably be in the corner jerking his little cock " She suddenly spits out and with those words, her hand speeds up as if to prove a point.

A sudden surge of rage courses through you. She shouldn't even be here, and she certainly shouldn't be disrespecting Blaine so brazenly.

You reach out with one hand, grabbing her wrist. Her eyes fly up to meet yours, shock and lust warring in their depths as you forcefully pull her fingers away from her pussy.

"You have to earn your pleasure now," you snarl through gritted teeth, the intensity of your emotions making your voice gravelly.

Her mouth opens in a silent scream as you release your grip.

As soon as you let go, she reaches for her clit again, only to find that there's no response. Her eyes dart between you and her now motionless fingers in disbelief.

"Wh-what are you doing to me?" she stammers, confusion marring her lust-filled gaze.

"You heard me," you grind out, your cock throbbing with unspent desire as you watch the realization dawn on her face. "No pleasure without my say-so."

Her eyes flash with anger and humiliation before shifting into pleading desperation. She begins to beg, her voice thick with need.

"Oh please, Clay. I need it... I need to cum..."

As she pleads for release, you can't help but feel a perverse sense of enjoyment. This goddess of a woman reduced to begging at your feet - it's intoxicating.

"No," you say firmly, shaking your head as her eyes widen in fear. "You won't cum until I fill that tight ass of yours."

"Wha... what?" Her eyes flicker nervously over your thick member once more before she finally manages to shake her head, fear and trepidation creeping into her voice as she says, "I... I don't think I can take it. Even Blaine... his dick is smaller than yours and..."

You cut her off gently, the smirk never leaving your face.

"But have you tried?" You ask. Your fingers trail down her arm to rest lightly on her thigh, rubbing soothing circles into her skin as you continue: "Maybe you're just scared of what it would feel like... what it could do for you."

She swallows hard at that, eyes locked onto yours as she considers your words.

You take advantage of this momentary pause in her protestations to massage some of the seemingly endless supply of pre-cum from the head of your cock, onto her tightly puckered anus.

Her sphincter tenses involuntarily at first but then relaxes slowly under the rhythmic pressure; you easily slip one, then two fingers into her tight asshole.

She tenses at the intrusion, but her eyes are already rolling backwards from the pleasure, you're once more allowing her to have.

"You like that?" You inquire nonchalantly, as your fingers slide in and out of her ass with ease.

She nods vigorously, unable to speak over the moans escaping her lips as you continue fingering her asshole with expert precision.

"Are you ready for more?" you ask as you step closer to her, positioning the head of your cock right against her sphincter.

"Yes, Clay. Fuck my ass," she pleads. Her words are thick with lust and something else - desperation.

Inch by excruciating inch, you thrust inside her ass, each movement eliciting screams of both pleasure and pain from her lips. In spite of the warmup, she's incredibly tight around your cock - even than you anticipated.

You know she is not accustomed to anal; the slight discomfort in her eyes and the way she clings onto every thrust, but it also drives her wild.

With every slide inside her, she whimpers and moans louder, each noise a symphony to your ears.

"Fuck yes... fuck my ass," She grinds out as your cock hits all angles deep within her ass.

Her words are like gasoline on an already raging fire. You pick up speed, thrusting harder now.

She cries out with every impact of your hips against hers, the sound bouncing off walls of the sauna in a cacophony of pleasure and pain that only intensifies when you finally start pumping into her relentlessly.

Every nerve ending in your body seems to pulsate wildly, feeding off her screams and moans. It's an unrelenting wave of primal satisfaction that washes over every fiber of your being.

As the waves of pleasure build and crash against your very core, there's only one thought echoing in your mind: release. Your balls are drawn tight, and it feels like every cell of your body is begging for this moment to come to an end.

"Cum for me," you growl, thrusting harder into her ass as she writhes beneath you, the sensations overwhelming her senses.

With those words, the dam breaks. You cum with a ferocity that takes both of you by surprise; your cock throbs relentlessly inside her tight asshole, as her whole body quivers in pleasure.

She collapses onto the floor of the sauna beneath you, her body exhausted and spent. Your own legs buckle slightly as you withdraw from her ass.

You lean back onto the bench and toss Mia a towel.

"Thanks," she murmurs quietly, her eyes filled with something bordering on awe, as you cover yourself and walk out of the sauna, leaving her still laying on the floor.