Her Breasts

After a stammer, you say "Your breasts."

Adela raises her eyebrows. "Really?"

"Yes my Queen. I like small breasts, to be honest."

"Hmm... What do you like about them?"

"They're perky... and they're cute."

Adela pulls her shirt up to flaunt her chest to you. "Would you like to touch them?"

As your erection grows, you nod.

"Say it."

"I'd like to touch your breasts my Queen."

"Stand up."

You do just that and walk up to Adela. Your hands stir nervously, as you wonder if you should grab her breasts.

"Go on? What are you waiting for? Touch me."

You put your hands on her small, soft beestings and begin needing them. She purrs in response, saying "That's what you wanted?"

"Yeah."

"Does that make you hard?"

"Yes."

"Yes who?"

"Yes my Queen."

"Do you want to fuck me?"

"Yes my Queen. I'd love to."

"Do you dream of fucking my tight, virgin pussy?"

"Yes my Queen."

Adela giggles for a second. "You're such a pervert."

You let out a nervous smile.

"Say it."

"I'm a pervert... my Queen." You whimper.

"Louder. With confidence."

"I'm a pervert my Queen."

"Spell it."

"P E R V E R T."

"Good." She puts her hands on your wrists and pulls down. "That's enough for today. Can't be late for work, can we?"

"No my Queen."

"See you tonight."

"See you."

After one last kiss, you head back towards work with your heart pounding and your cock straining against your pants. No woman had ever dominated you like Adela has. Not by a long shot. In less than two weeks you'd let her take control, and that's exactly how you want it.