crush her expectations

It's time to lie down some ground rules first.

“Strip.”

She doesn't even hesitate as she starts shedding her clothes, trying to do that as sexily as she can. The effect is somewhat awkward, but I can give her points for enthusiasm. It takes but a few moments and she stands almost naked (she kept her thigh-highs and boots on) before me.

I stand and walk up to her. I reach with my right hand and grab her breast. She moans almost immediately. I start fondling her breast, squeezing it... after a moment I notice that she started moving her hips – as if she was ridding a dick. Heh, not yet.

“This breasts,” I start.

I leave her breasts and trail my finger between her tits, then down her cleavage, right down to her pussy. She put her legs apart, to allow me easier access. I poked her clit (I think she had small climax then) and put two of my fingers inside her pussy. After few movements my hand was wet from gush of her pussy juices.

She was moaning almost entire time now.

I backed my fingers from her snatch.

“this pussy,”

I put a finger into her ass-hole and drone in for a moment before withdrawing it.

“this ass,”

I hang my hand before her face with fingers, that were inside her pussy and ass, outstretched. She understands and starts licking my fingers then sucking them, trying to be sensual about it.

“this mouth,”

She slowly finishes and I withdraw my hand. Then I look straight into her eyes and finish:

“I don't need them.”

She recoils, as if I slapped her.

“I don't need you. I don't want you.”

She takes step back with each of my sentence – as if they were slaps. Tears are welling up in her eyes as if she were about to cry.

“I don't love you. I don't even want to fuck you. There is nothing I want from you.”

Tears are falling down her face. She looks broken, ****.

“Pleassee....” She whispers through sobs “I'll do anything...”

I smile. Time to either break her or make her.