With his pretty little tongue

You lift Doe off your lap and lay him beside you on his back. He winces at the new pressure on his bruised butt. His tear-filled eyes follow your every move as you rise to your feet and step away from the bed. You give him a cold smile, then bend over to pull off your boots. They're tossed in the corner of the room and you reach down for your black trousers next. Doe gasps in shock, his cheeks flushing pink. He tears his gaze away and stares at the wall, blushing red-hot.

"Look at me, pet!" You snap. His eyes flicker up to your face, big and anxious. You pull down your trousers and throw them aside, then yank off your woolen drawers. You're naked now below the waist, the cool air of the cabin tingling on your aching pussy. Doe swallows hard, his pale throat tensing. His naughty gaze flickers down between your legs for just a moment, before darting back up to a safer spot on your chest. You notice, of course. He's so embarassed that you're getting naked, but he can't stop himself looking anyway.

You stalk forward, arousal simmering like a fire in your belly. Part of you just wants to jump on his face and ride it to bliss, but at these early stages you need to project a certain image, one of cold control. You're going to make sure he does all the work to please you.

He gasps as you lift yourself up onto the bed beside him. You swing one of your long, toned legs over his chest, so that you're sitting right across him with your thighs spread wide, supporting your weight on your knees. Your naked, aching pussy hovers in front of his pretty face. It's wet and swollen, glowing hot between your legs.

Doe stares at it, eyes bulging. He glances up at your face in shock, like he still doesn't quite believe what you're doing. How can he be so deliciously naive?

"Lick me." You growl, shuffling forward until your pussy is almost pressed against his lips.

"What?" He squeaks. You slap him hard across the face.

"Lick my pussy, right now." You snarl.