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Chapter 68 by Ben Rosewood Ben Rosewood

How will the Queen spend 40 minutes with her pet?

A tease to begin with

"Grab a chair and sit down." Adela says.

Once you're seated in front of your Queen, she unleashes an ear to ear smile. She then throws her bathrobe off, flaunting the red lingerie underneath. Your jaw becomes agape, but no words escape. Adela doesn't need to say anything either. Your Queen knows she has your full attention. She struts over to you as you wonder how the next 40 or so minutes will play out.

First, Adela turns around and arches her back to flaunt her perky ass, which she then waves around in front of you. The sight has you so entranced that you barely notice her hands travel to her panties. She pulls them down to flash her little slit before pulling them back up. Next, she spins around to face you.

"Bet you're hard already." She says.

Before you can answer, she puts her foot on your crotch, rubbing your throbbing erection.

"Mhmm, of course you're hard, my pervy pet." Adela giggles as she puts her foot down on the floor. Next, she starts to circle around you like a shark does its prey, calculating the best way to pounce on you. After her eighth or ninth lap, you wonder if she'll ever stop. Neither of you spoke, despite the questions in your mind and the answers your Queen most likely had.

After moving around you about eleven times, she sits on your lap.

"Hands to yourself Pet."

As she starts to rub her rump against your crotch, you say "Yes my Queen."

Your hands squeeze on the rear legs of the chair as your Queen gives you a lap dance. Her hands rub your thighs whilst her hips circle faster. Part of you wonders how long you can endure before you erupt inside of your pants, and if she'd stop if you told her such was about to happen. Before that can happen, Adela stands up and walks over to the oven, checking the timer.

Turning back to you, Adela says "My my, it hasn't even been ten minutes Pet. Think you can contain yourself?"

"I don't know..." You chuckle nervously. "My Queen."

A sinful little smirk lights up your Queen's face. "Pull your pants down."

"Yes my Queen."

With haste, you pull your pants down to your ankles, freeing your aching erection. Adela moves towards you again, causing your heart to pound. Once in front of you, Adela puts a hand on your shoulder and the other on your chin, forcing you to look her in the eyes.

"Now, what to do with my little pervy pet?"

10 minutes down, 30 to go.

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