Margosha Embraces It

“Do you want me to have my way with you?” Margosha passionately asked nibbling on his ear. He squirmed beneath his ethereal chains, moaning a barely coherent “uh huh"…

But that wasn’t a sufficient answer. Margosha didn’t quite grasp why, but she wanted… No, NEEDED his consent. Whether some moral element holding stalwart as she embraced her arousal and desire, or some larger necessary invocation Margosha didn’t know.

She felt herself grow wet at the idea of hearing him declare yes with **** want.

“Use your words.” Margosha sternly scolded, her voice gaining an assertive edge as she sat up atop him, grinding back against his hard on with her ass.

The guy bit his lip, shook his head, and squirmed.

He could hear the clink of his belt unclipping. The pressure of his contained erection springing free of his pants, the feel of his cock being fished out through the slot in his boxer briefs and gently explored, playfully by Margosha’s skilled hands.

“You don’t need to worry about her, she’ll never know.” Margosha remarked plainly, sensing the desire to cheat in her toy, yet resisting the compulsion to surrender to his desire. “You can always never come back to see me after.” Margosha remarked alluringly, laying across his body, pressing her chest to his she whispered in his ear, “Unless you want to.”

“YES! Oh fuck! YES… Just use me already…” Margosha felt a sudden rush by the urgently blurted words, like some sort of power had been given to her over this conceded man.

Sitting back up Margosha reached back behind herself and blindly stroked and enjoyed the size, warmth, and feel of her client's cock.

But with it came sudden concern, and hesitation. Glancing around the room slowly, then staring at the security camera in the corner Margosha questioned just what she was doing. She questioned how she came to be stepping out of line on Rob by letting Gia come in.

By performing free work on Gia.

By growing ever more sexually involved with her friend.

By now using some sudden and unsought magic to bind, and then extort this client for her own personal pleasure.

How did that happen?

Looking at the glowing marks on her sleeve she even began to further question the power she had some how gained. The defiant of science existence of magic she somehow just suddenly knew scraps of, it's cost, it's source.

Margosha felt the warm ooze of cum slowly drizzling over her hand on the cock as her client exhaled in relief for only a moment, before groaning in further enhanced arousal. His cock feeling as if it was throbbing harder and larger in Margosha’s grasp behind her.

Feeling drawn back to the sex acts at hand Margosha asked herself, did she really want to do this. Some strange foreboding sense of being on the edge of a platform, as if about to bungee jump into some sort of abyssal void.

“Shit,” The image and impression on her mind became suddenly vanquished, Margosha scrambling off the bound man as he grunted for more and began to plead.

“No, don’t leave me.”

Margosha’s wide eyes scrambled around the room in a panic questioning just where she left her bra. The impending click of heel echoing from the store front like a clock ticking down as they approached the curtain that divided the Parlour from its storefront.