She Controlled Me More Than I Thought - 2
Date: 2/10/2020, Categories: Incest / Taboo BDSM Fetish Author: maybe2good, Source: xHamster
Rainy Day I was sitting at home and heard my phone chime with a text massage. I picked up my phone and it was from her. I could tell it was a picture, so I opened up the phone and saw a picture of a penis. My penis with the caption (I want to see it again.) I don’t remember her taking a picture, it must have been when I was looking down. Still how did I not notice, and does she have others. Another text came in (Don’t keep me waiting to long or I might get upset.)I hadn’t talked to or seen her sense that day. I was going to just forget about it and move on.Now she has pictures, what to do. She’s waiting for a response. She is aware I’m a landscaperand its raining today, I don’t work when its raining. Times ticking and I haven’t responded yet,what to do, what do I do! I kind of panicked and just typed ok and hit send. I should have not done that, what was I thinking.She texted back. (See you in 20 minutes.) I’m sort of trapped in it now. I’ll just go over and find out about the pictures and tell her I would rather just forget about the other day.I parked in the driveway out in front of her house. As I was siting there it brought back feelings of the other day. My stomach started to sink, but I had to confront her about that picture. So I headed up and knocked on the door. She opened the door with a smile, and cheerfully asked me in. As I walked in I could see the spot I stood, the coach she sat at, were I was controlled. She closed the door walked over to the coach and sat down and patted on the seat next to her.“Come have a seat.” She said.I sat down trying to work up the nerve to ask about the picture. She turned on the tv and started flicking though the channels as if everything was normal. When I finally got the nerve and was about to say something, she cut me off and started to speak. I instantly lost my nerve and just sat and listened. She just kept chatting and flicking the channels not pausing to let me chime in. She was acting as if we were just two old friends just hanging out. I didn’t know what to do but after awhile I relaxed and just sort of watched the television. As I was watching she reached over and started unbuttoning the top button of my shirt. I tensed up. She undid the next one. I turned my head to look at her. She stoped. Slid her hand up to my neck grabbing it, not hard but forcibly enough to turn my head back. With the other hand her grabbed and squeezed my balls.Saying, “You look at me only when told, only when aloud.”I tensed up, finding myself back in another situation I was unsure of. She went back to undoing my shirt while leaving her hand on my balls but easing the pressure. I felt trapped, she had that picture of my penis. What if she had one with my face in it as well. She seemed so sweet and understanding at times, yet her action where much more harsh and unpredictable. Before I could get a real grasp of what was happening she stood me up and had my shirt off.“See how much better it feels without that on.” She ...