Control (Make me your bitch)

After dropping Amy off, Spencer drove back home, still thinking of Tori. It'd been hard to picture himself back in the dating game, but this was something else. Something that conflicted him as much as it excited him. Upon arriving home, he found a Honda Jazz parked in his driveway. Upon pulling up, he sees Tori leaning next to his front door, wearing jeans, a brown leather jacket, and a white tank top. As he walked towards her, the two shared a wave.

"Nice place Spencer." She called out.

"Thanks."

Spencer then stepped onto his porch, where he noticed Tori had something around her neck. With a smile, she pulled what length of his belt that wasn't around her neck from under her jacket and held it out for Spencer. "Miss this?"

Smiling, Spencer said "I sure did."

He grabbed the end of the belt and pulled her in for a kiss. When their lips part, Spencer leaned into her ear and whispered "This is kinky."

In response, Tori squeezed on his crotch. "Well, I like a man who can assert control."

"That so?"

Tori nodded, so Spencer led her along with her leash and unlocked the front door. Now inside, he led his new lover along as she removed her jacket. She discarded it in the hallway and then followed him to the bedroom. There, he said "Bend over."

"Yes Daddy." Tori purred.

"Don't call me that."

"Sorry."

Tori assumed the position, allowing Spencer to squat down behind her and tug her jeans and panties down. Then he spread her asscheeks and licked up and down her slit, making her moan.

"Ohhh Spencer..." She cooed.

His tongue explored her folds as his manhood swelled against his pants, eager to be back inside Tori's wet, tight pussy once more.

"Mhmm... I can't wait for you to make me your bitch again."

"Yeah?"

Spencer then continued to lick Tori, who replied "Ugh... I hope you have another big load for me. All your cum was dripping from my little pussy yesterday."

He indulged in Tori's dirty talk whilst his tongue focused on her engorged clit. In response, Tori clawed into the bedsheets, freezing up as his tongue took over. It had her questioning if she really had broken Spencer's dry spell. Not that it mattered. Not when it felt so damn good.

"Ohh fuck... You're so good at that..."

As he continued, Tori felt her legs begin to tremble. Spencer had her on the ropes, and her moans only grew louder. This made him lick faster and faster right as Tori declared "Ohh I'm cumming..."

It then hits her like a sledgehammer. Her body collapses into the bed as it writhes in pleasure. Whilst she laid there, Spencer stripped out of his casual clothes. When his shirt fell to the ground, Tori rolled onto her back and took a second to appreciate the chiseled physique he'd been hiding. Then she took her own top off. Now completely naked, Spencer moved forward and watched as Tori removed her bra.

"Ready?" He said.

"Yes. Make me your bitch."

Grinning, Spencer bent down and pressed his cock inside of Tori's pussy. Her mouth dropped into an open smile as she felt his length ease inside of her.

"Ohh Spence..."

As he pistoned Tori, Spencer put one hand on the belt, and the other on one of her perky breasts. With each thrust, he became faster. It wasn't long until he was matching the pace from yesterday. The pace that Tori craved. The pace that made her cry out in ecstasy as she reached for her clit, adding to her pleasure.

"Ahh... How's that teen pussy?" She moaned.

"It's fucking perfect."

"It's you all yours... It's all yours."

"You gonna cum for me Tori?"

All she could manage was a nod as her body tensed up once more. Again, she shuddered throughout her climax. Spencer took a second to catch his breath before sliding out of Tori. Before she could blink, she found herself laying on her stomach, with Spencer on top of her. Once he gripped the belt once more, he slid his massive length slid back deep inside of Tori's craving cunt.

"Fuck yes. Fuck me Spencer. Make me your little bitch."

That's when his hand crashed into her ass cheek.

"Ahh... Spank me harder."

Spencer obeyed, slamming his hand right back into her ass, this time leaving a mark.

"Ohh fuck... Now fuck my brains out."

Instead, Spencer spanked her a third time.

"What makes you think you're in control?"

"Ahh... Sorry."

He then began to drill her once more, taking control of her. Spencer knew that no other woman was going to submit to him like Tori did, and it unleashed a side of him he never knew he had. Still, he took it in stride, hammering his new lover with vigor. There was no doubt anymore, just the need to have her fill the room with her screams, and to spasm on his cock once more.

When she got near the edge, Tori cried "Ohh fuck... You're making me cum again..."

As Tori submitted to her third climax, Spencer put her on her back and then started stroking his glistening shaft. In response, Tori looked up to him and his lengthy manhood, saying "You gonna cum all over my face?"

"Yeah."

"Do it. Mark your fucking territory. Make me your bitch."

That's when Spencer let out a groan, finally succumbing to his own climax. Rope after rope of his seed coated Tori's face. Once he was drained, Tori licked her lips and said "Mhmm... Tasty."

Now spent, Spencer laid down next to her and caught his breath.

"Now, I have to ask you something?"

"Yeah?"

"Where's your bathroom?"