Learning to tango

Kaylee looks pained, like she would rather be doing anything else but this. But you both know she has ****, so one of her hands stops holding back her thighs and comes to cover yours. She glances at you briefly for permission, which you give with a nod, and she holds your wrist and demonstrates the motions which please her. Haltingly, she explains that a woman's parts aren't all equally sensitive, and that some feel much better with certain types of stimuli than others.

Her hand holds your own as she shows you the depth and the angle inside her which she enjoys the most. Soon her breath is short as she grinds on your hand and you can visibly see her shaking as she tries to maintain her composure on top of you. Despite your close proximity to her while she educates you on how best to get her off and her words educating you on how to pleasure her, you can't help but feel like Kaylee right now is just using you to get off.

You pull your hand back and stand up, breaking Kaylee out of her reverie. "Wh-why?" she asks you, a slightly **** look on her face as she asks the question.

"You were very instructive," you tell her, "and I think I learnt a lot. However, I don't think there is much more I can learn from you anymore, diminishing returns and all that." You give her a nonchalant shake, ignoring her shaking thighs and flushed cheeks. Kaylee's looks conflicted as you seemed prepared to get dressed and leave the room just like that.

"Wait!" she raises her voice. "B-but surely that can't be all of my punishment? Aren't you going to have sex with me? That's the punishment for me being gay!" Kaylee sits up from her reclined spot on the table, closing her legs to try and get up, her eyes wide with panic. "Please!?"

You turn around and give her a blasé look. "Aren't you just happy I didn't do more to you? I could **** you on that desk right now, I could bend you over and fuck you until you can't even walk out of her." You watch her flinch and recoil a little at your stone-faced response. "I could do whatever I want to your body as a sexual punishment, and instead you're asking why haven't I fucked you yet? Why don't you be honest here and really say what you mean."

Kaylee looks down at the ground quietly for a while after you say all that. You stand there waiting expectantly. You could walk out at any time, but you were pretty sure that you could also walk back in and use her for punishment whenever you wanted too. But you wanted a specific response from her, one that you didn't want to ****.

Slowly, she spreads her legs open wide again before you, stretching them apart as your grin also grows on your cheeks to match.

Kaylee doesn't look at you when she says, "Do whatever you want with me."

You sigh in disappointment. So close, yet so far.

"You don't get it, do you? I could do whatever I want with you already, whenever I want it. You're guilty of being a fucking useless lesbian, so you're getting punished regardless. I'm giving you a chance to ask me for what you deserve instead, because that shows penitence and acceptance of your position here." You cross your arms over, but inside you're excited. You can feel it, you're on the verge of a breakthrough.

She struggles for a while, but this time, Kaylee does her best to look at you and give you a weak smile when she tries again. "Please fuck my useless lesbian pussy with your cock?" You smile encouragingly at her and she brightens a little and keeps going. "Please bring that cock here and pound my worthless gay cunt and show me what I've been missing out in life by being a stuck up lesbian only bitch!"

You laugh and exclaim exultantly even as you're pulling off your clothes as fast as you can. "That's the spirit!" you tell her, matching her growing smile as you hilt yourself right inside her sopping wet cunt.