Put on Some Lipstick

"Good. Go put on some lipstick."

Margie Robbie's mouth opens to say something, but she decides against it.

"Hurry up," you urge her.

Biting her lower lip, she goes upstairs, presumably to her bedroom where she keeps her makeup. For a split second, you wonder if it's a good idea to let her go alone, but you decide that this will be a good test of her willingness to comply. After all, she doesn't know the full extent of your magical powers and as far as your demonstration had shown, there is no running from you.

Large glass doors next to the dining area lead out to the back of the house where the enormous circular pool is. You notice that there is also an in-ground hot tub next to the pool. You slide open the glass door and step outside. The warm sun on your skin feels nice. You could get used to Los Angeles.

After a few minutes, Margot returns, still dressed in her black, skin-tight yoga pants, matching sports bra, and loose white sleeveless shirt. She's also wearing a pair of white socks and sneakers. You smile when you see her lips. She's put on a bright scarlet shade of lipstick that you've often seen her wear in public.

You motion her to come outside as you go to turn on the hot tub. She stops about 5 feet away, looking at you expectantly. You can't determine if she looks angry or worried. It's probably a little of both.

You walk up to Margot, coming face to face with her. Up close, she's remarkably beautiful and her skin is flawless. She also smells like coconuts. You lean in, your lips inches away from hers. She flinches slightly, but doesn't turn her head.

You lean past her lips to her right and whisper into her ear, "Take your shirt and shoes off, and get down on your knees."

She tilts her head slightly to look you in the eye. You're met with an icy glare. Oh, she's angry alright.

Regardless, she knows that you have the upper hand and there's nothing she can do. She takes a step back and crouches to remove her shoes. She takes her time, rolling up her socks and tucking them in the sneakers, before setting them aside. Next, she quickly pulls her loose hanging shirt off, tossing it on top the sneakers. You admire how her sports bra accentuates her 34B breasts.

She kneels uncomfortably on the hard patio tentatively, then gets up. You're able to protest when she walks over to a deck chair nearby and grabs a white cushion off it. She returns, setting the cushion on the floor in front of you and gets down on her knees.

You grin. She knows what you have in mind. The fact that she's making herself as comfortable as possible is a good sign that she's willing to go along and won't put up a fight.

"Let your hair down. I don't like the ponytail," you say as you unbuckle your belt and unzip your jeans.

Almost like in the movies, Margot removes the hair tie in a fluid movement and shakes her hair loose. She looks up at you, still with the neutral expression. With a heavy exhale, she says, "Okay, let's get it over with."

"Go ahead, Margot," you chuckle, laughing at your own pun.

She reaches up with both hands, pulling your jeans and boxers down together. Your cock is almost hard, and she gives it with few tugs with her right hand. Margot leans forward with her mouth open, and a sudden rush of blood flows through your body in anticipation of those red lips making contact with your cock.

She pauses, and you can feel her breath on your cock. It takes all of your willpower to resist thrusting your hips forward.

Finally, she latches onto your cock, taking just 2 inches of it in her mouth. It's a beautiful sight, seeing those luscious lips wrapped around your cock. You don't rush her, as she sucks your cock slowly. Actually, she isn't really sucking. It's more like she's moving her head back and forth slightly, barely taking 3-4 inches of your cock.

"Honey. You've got to suck my cock. The operative word is suck. And use your tongue," you say. You're a little disappointed that Margot doesn't appear to be very good cocksucker.

Your cock still in her mouth, Margot looks up, clearly annoyed. Very deliberately, she takes your cock out and slowly licks it from base to head, all the while maintaining eye contact. You nod your approval, determined to stare her down. She repeats the licking a few times, making sure to get your entire cock wet, then proceeds to blow you again. This time, she's putting more effort into it, using her left hand to stroke the base of your cock as she sucks on your cock hard. She increases her pace, and is now looking back down, fully concentrated on getting you off.

Instinctively, you rock your hips back and forth, gently fucking her face. Now, she's holding on to your legs for support and she's almost taking your entire cock in her mouth. You hear her let out a couple quiet sniffles and see a few tears streaming down her cheeks. You reach down to her chin with your right hand and tilt her head up. The combination of her watery eyes looking up at you and the sound her lips are making on your cock are pushing you close to an orgasm. You start to fuck her face faster, eager to finish.

A few more thrusts and you start cumming in Margot's mouth without warning. She struggles to swallow your massive load, pulling her lips off your cock as you continue to spray your juices. Your cum lands on her nose and chin.

Panting, she grabs her discard shirt off the floor and wipes your cum and her tears away. You pat her gently on her head, "Okay, hot tub time!"