How can you say no?

"Stephen, Rae's never tried to please a man like this." Her hands clasp together much like her cleric's might have. "But she knows in theory what might tempt a man like that guard." She reaches for the tie that holds your sweatpants as she combines her description with the action. "Rae kneels just like this at the night guard's feet and she works to loosen his belt." You stare at Sandra in disbelief as she pulls down your pants and boxers. It is getting harder and harder to separate the player from the sexy cleric she is playing at it is easy to picture the Lawful Good cleric on her knees like this.

You want to say something, anything, but Sandra silences you with raised finger. "You said the guard had his manhood sliced off, Stephen, right? Is there anything left for me to work with?" As you stammer incoherently, Sandra's fingers wrap around the base of your twitching erection, "Can I get my hand around him like this?"

"Ugh, yes ... Sandra, please you don't have to do this!"

"Shut up, Stephen." Sandra glares up at you angrily. "I can't do this right if you keep being a decent guy. For the next few minutes I want nothing but that sadistic guard - got it?" You nod numbly, and then with a deep breath you call on your experience as a GM.

"Well look at you now, princess." Her eyes widen when she hears you. "Go ahead sweetness, let's see what an eager slut like you can do with stumpy there."

"I don't know what to do ..." In spite of her claim, you can feel Sandra's fingers tentatively start stroking.

"Then get back in your kennel, bitch." You snarl, "Blondie there was gotten pretty good at servicing my little man."

"No!" Her hand tightens around my shaft as if she could use it like a handle to control me. "Leave her alone!" Sandra's hand feels good, really good. It's been almost a year since you broke up with your girlfriend, and any sexual gratification since then has come from your own hand. A lot of guys my age would hit the clubs every weekend and try to hook up with anyone with tits, but that isn't my thing. Until now I thought I was doing OK focusing on school, but the feeling of a woman's soft hand wrapped around me brings back a whole bunch of horny all at once. I place my hand on Sandra's head and dig my fingers into her hair.

"What, you think you can suck me like Lady Sweet Lips there?" She opens and closes her mouth two or three times as she processes what I am saying so I give her a little guidance. "Go ahead, bitch. There's not much left down there, but if you get it all in your prissy little mouth just right you might just get a mouthful of jizz." As soon as you hear the words leave your lips, you realize you've probably just fucked up big time. Why couldn't I just keep my mouth shut? To your surprise though, Sandra leans forward until a small oval of her lips kisses the knob of your penis.

"I've never done this before ..." You're not really sure if Sandra is still role-playing her innocent cleric or if this is her keeping your expectations down.