Take some liberties

I was once again feeling pretty confident. My sweet Chiyoko had a way of fanning the flames of my dominant side, and I wanted more. It helped me to know that she was extremely kinky and submissive, so **** to explore her secret sexuality that she would deliberately walk into the TRAP, and that she enjoyed giving as much as I enjoyed taking. Yes, that helped me a lot.

When I'd first seen her, my first thought had been motivated by lust. Lori had pushed my buttons and I was horny as hell. I saw Chiyoko and I wanted her. I had immediately thought of a few things I'd wanted to do to her. But that was all fantasy. Now that I actually had her, it felt different. I had to actually have the nerve to put my cards on the table and make my move. Even with a willing ****, for some reason it felt awkward.

Of course, it was rapidly feeling less awkward as she consistently responded with "Yes, Jacob" and visible arousal.

So I did what I'd wanted to do with her in the first place. Namely, use her to satisfy a sexual urge.

"All right, Chiyo. You said you know your way around a cock. I want to test you. Right here, right now. Do exactly as I say."

She swallowed and nodded, her breath quickening, her voice little more than a whisper. "Yes."

I ordered her into a squatting position with her legs spread wide. With no panties, the position put her pussy on full display as her skirt pooled around her waist. Despite everything, it still blew my mind that she'd actually just do anything I told her. The full reality of this arrangement was setting in gradually, but I liked it. Of course, in our position, only I'd be able to see her little show, but she still blushed and raised a hand to cover part of her face with embarrassment.

But she was fully on display for me. I could see she was wet, the little slut. My heart pounded with excitement. My little slut. I reached out a hand and touched her cheek. Soft. Her dark eyes watched me intently, full of their own excitement. Whatever you do, if you do it with confidence and purpose, it counts as dominant. She will follow. Just don't be shy! She wants to play the role of ****, so treat her like one! I stroked her cheek and traced my thumb across her lips. On a whim, I pressed down gently on her lower lip.

She parted her lips, opening her mouth to my wordless instruction. Her tongue reflexively pressed against my thumb a little, so I slipped my thumb between her teeth and pressed down gently on her tongue. My fingers curled naturally around her chin, making her jaw into a comfortable little handle. Warm and wet.

A soft whine escaped her open mouth. To my ears, it was appreciative and needy, and Chiyoko had never broken eye contact. Her gaze was intense and heated, full of lust. She was actually getting a rise out of being exposed and treated like an object. It was easy to see why the TRAP had appealed to her in the first place. It was a miracle that I'd run into her.

"This is mine, too." I said. I wanted to claim every part of her as mine.

She nodded around my thumb, moaning something I assumed had been intended as words. Feeling her hot little mouth stirred my desire. I wanted it, and she was going to give it to me if I had to take it.

Removing my hand from her jaw, I placed it on her head. With a measured amount of ****, I pulled her head forward and pressed her face into the crotch of my pants, savoring the rush of power. She made a little squeak of surprise as she encountered my throbbing erection, but it was not an objection. "Feel that? Don't speak, only nod."

She nodded, grinding her face against my erection as my hand held her in place.

I'd never felt such a rush in my life. The physical pleasure of the act was admittedly minimal, this felt good in some other way. Deeper, more primal, more meaningful. Damn, this is fucking hot. "Breathe it in, ****. Nuzzle it. This cock is now your favorite thing in the world, understand? Learn it. Love it. The feel, the smell, the taste." The thought occurred to me to do everything I could to associate my cock with pleasure in her mind, and added, "You may touch yourself."

She nodded again, a little more slowly. More intimately, with more nudging of the nose involved. She took the cue and really moved her face around, actually managing to stroke me in a pleasurable way. It was surprisingly erotic, almost worshipful. I loved every moment of it. At one point she opened her mouth and nibbled gently at my shaft through my pants and I nearly lost it. I couldn't see her playing with herself, but her body wobbled slightly as she worked with her hands.

I couldn't wait any more. I wouldn't. I needed it, so it was happening.

It was time to break her in.