Roleplay

“I’m going to turn around and by the time I turn back I want you to have removed all your current clothing and be dressed using everything on the bed.” I swivelled around on the chair using a mirror to observe. There was the hard body with small pierced tits and a really professional tattoo of Bella, wearing a denim jacket on her back. It even said Bella in large white letters. “Not hard to identify her in a morgue.” The Demon joked, well he found it funny. Shame I did not fancy Kristen Stewart but at least it was not the bloke! I assumed she had been told to remove all potentially visible tats which explained her arms – they use lasers now but it takes a few visits.

Finally she was ready. Now for some very brief role playing. I asked her to pretend to be a WPC, her acting might stretch to that, arresting me for making lewd comments about her. She could make them up and be as dirty as she liked. When she finished she would turn me around, I would spin around, we would struggle on the bed but I would eventually manage to handcuff her behind her back.
“Did you or did you not call me a dirty bitch?”
“You are”
“Quiet, did you or did you not refer to me as that pig that needs spitroasting.”
“If the spit fits”
“Did you or did you not call me a police whore who probably was bukkaked at the Christmas Party and that, I quote, I bet you fucking loved it.”
“Damn right”
“Ben Armstrong, I’m placing you under arrest. You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence if you do not mention, when questioned, something which you later rely on in court. Anything you do say may be given in evidence.”
“I’d like to shit on your face”

“Right. That’s enough.” but she ended helpless on her front in the ensuing struggle, during which her hat fell off, .
“Now stay in position” I ordered. I removed my clothing and lay on top of her. After loosening her skirt and inverting it, “Feel my weight, WPC Dobbs. Feel my cock as I slide up and down your ass crack.”
“Stick it in, I don’t care where”. I shot up
“Again, did I ask you to speak?”
“No”
“Then keep quiet.” I took her thong and tied it across her mouth. “That’s better. Now I can examine you in peace.”
“Mmmmmmm” she acted.
I love exploring girls’ insides with my fingers. I spread those legs apart once more, then her pussy, finger in, taste, 2 fingers in, rummage and taste, 3 fingers in and fiddle with whatever was in there. “You may mmm if you like, but I won’t be able to tell whether it’s a good mmm or a bad mmm” I said as I **** in further and further. “Very interesting but I need investigate another area.” Out with the KY on my fingers “How many fingers can get lost down there? Let me see 1 …”
“Mmm”
“2 …”
“Mmmmmm”
“3”
“Mmmmmmmmm! Enough!” she said quite clearly “Not now, I need you in my cunt, This gag doesn’t really work and I can’t move my hands.” Lots of fighting in her brain I guess.
“Isn’t that the point?”
“Access to my starfish has not been negotiated. OK I won’t say another word after, for fuck’s sake, fuck me.” So the invitation to stick it anywhere had obviously been bravado.

Well we had all evening so I figured there was always later. So for now, appropriately for someone who spends a lot of their day in cars, the speed bump position. “About time” said the voice in my head. Pillow underneath, pressing the handcuffs with my belly into where Kristen Stewart was under her shirt, and forcing my cock in. They say it is the most reliable position to give your girl an orgasm so I said “Permission to scream.” It felt great, just pounding, pounding, pounding with my naked cock after so many covered expeditions into lady land. Sure there had been yesterday but now I was really take it in. The head pushing, pushing, tingling, nerve endings so alive – it was what cocks were made for, not making babies, which of course is a side effect. Faster and faster I went, summoning everything from my thigh and buttock muscles. Frenzied as I was, it was even better to her the squeals. She might make it before me, “Mmm, mmmm, yes, yes, yes, yessssssss, YES!” and the big sigh only spurred me on. And there was another noise in my head, not quite as sexily encouraging me “Come on, Come on!”
“Ohhhhhhhhh!” Oh my god that was better than yesterday as I finally felt the handcuffs digging into me as well.

I untied the useless gag and kissed whatever part of head I could reach, with no complaints this time. “What about that? Glad you came now?”
“Fuck yeah! Fuck yeah! Fuck … yes. That was so fucking hot. I’m so glad I CAME.”
In my head “Quick can you put an image of me in her head, it would really help.”
“Give me a week … no visions take much more wiring. I can do it for you but not anyone else”
“Like my dreams.” which I said, aloud.
“Like your dirty dreams. Sorry, didn’t mean to speak. Don’t punish me.” Ah opposite speak from Bella.
“You’ll be punished, especially as you’ve made my bed sticky, but for now, speaking restrictions are off.”
“Let me lick that off. Mmm” definitely an mmm of pleasure “Your cum is so tasty. I’m a good little ****.”
“Yes you are.” And in my head “Yes, yes, yes!”

I cuddled her to me and we talked quite openly about sexual adventures and her vampire boyfriend Gary/Vlad, who was a transvestite.