I was struggling to breathe.I was struggling to breathe. My nose was completely blocked, and I dared not open my mouth, for her juices were beginning to flow as she reached one plateau of pleasure after another in her ascent to her final orgasm, and only by tucking my lower lip up into the roof of my mouth and sucking air in under my upper teeth was I able to breathe at all and still keep her juices out of my mouth. And then her entire body erupted in a writhing explosion of ecstacy that threatened to twist my neck off my shoulders, and my face was flooded with sticky goo. Dimly I heard a moan that rose in pitch to become a scream of delight as she reached her climax and then stepped away to let me collapse in a heap on the floor. Instinctively I rolled over on my stomach, nauseous from the ordeal and trying to wipe her juices off my face on the heavy carpet. Then I felt a hand take my shoulder, and I was forced over onto my back, and a damp towel gently wiped my face clean. I opened my eyes to see her take both my wrists and force them together behind my head, where she could secure them in the grip of a single hand, and then her other hand was sliding under the small of my back. I still have trouble believing what happened next. I felt the pressure of her hand under my back suddenly increase, and then I was being lifted bodily off the floor as, with a single, fluid motion she stood up to raise me and hold me with her single arm fully extended, high over her head, my face inches from the high ceiling, both my wrists still imprisoned in her single hand for balance. "Ta da!" she proclaimed. "To the victor belongs the spoils. And you, baby are the spoils. Now that you've learned how I take pleasure from puny little men who think they can resist me, it's time for your second lesson--a little demonstration of the kind of punishment you'll get every time you get out of line!" Still holding me high over her head, she carried me across the room to a stool and sat down on it, lowering me slowly until I was lying across her thighs. Then I felt her hands around my waist and I was being lifted again and turned over to lie face down over one thigh while the other locked my own legs firmly in place. |