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Chapter 5 by leatherslave leatherslave

What is it I want Olivia to do?

Nothing for now, yet I want her to want it badly

Looking at Olivias angelic face who was glaring back at me I decided that it would be more fun, well for me and not for her, if she was thirsty for "it". Not only made at me yet mad for being granted the orgasm she would be longing for when I did it....

Smirking down at her in my best fake friendly way I wrestled her arms down which were trying to overthrow me. Oh yes she could be a feral cat, yet I prefer a good fight over a "victim" that just gives in.

When I had her arms under control I chained them to the upper end of the bed like I did so many times. Again she was ranting, calling me names, calling me unjust as she had good arguments....

Well you are not surprised that I ignored that, aren“t you?

Instead, still sitting on her my gloved hands started to caress her wonderful body, partly undoing her sexy lingerie: peeling her lovely globes from her corsett cupping them yet only fondling them lightly as I knew too well how she would like me to do more to them.

She returned a keen but frustrated yet still irritated look to me while I did this to her. Well lady, you like it the hard way I thought and slid my gloved fingers in her expensive panties. No not directly darting at her now already wanting minge... oh no! She would learn to behave better and that meant that I would not reward such behaviour.... I laid my hand over her mons and looked down in her greenish-brown eyes.

What a delicate mix of feelings I could see in there... all connected to myself and how she felt when I was behaving like an asshole....

That was one of the most fascinating aspects about her: No guy would ever be spared from her feminist hatred and she would condem guys for lesser things than I was perfroming on her, yet she needed me to treat her this way. Yes she needed it. Back at university when we had our first storm-and-stress period fooling around with one another it was a heartbreaking experience for me to find that she broke up with me when I started to act too soft and nice with her...

What did Grace learn from that experience?

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