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Post by Teagan O'Malley on Jul 12, 2015 21:26:57 GMT -5
'Damn it.' Now both her bra and her panties had been destroyed by this man, causing her to scowl at the tattered fabric that now hung cheaply from her body. She pulled what was left of the shreds of her bra off over her head and dropped them to the floor before trailing her panties teasingly down her thighs until she was able to step out of them. "You've gone and ruined my favorite outfit, lovey," she said with a tsk. "Now, I'm gonna have to punish you."
But he quickly sprung from the couch to stand over her, barking orders down at her that caused her to laugh dryly at him. "Oh, sweetheart, it's cute when you think you're in charge." She smirked and flicked her wand at him numerous times. "Deprimo," she muttered, and each flick of her wrist hurled a gust of wind towards him - striking the outline of his body only deep enough to cut through the fabric of his clothes. Anyone less skilled would have killed the poor man, but she wasn't just anyone, now was she?
His clothes crumpled to the floor, and she pressed a hand flat against his chest to shove him back onto the couch. One more flick of her wand shot out another rope to secure his ankles, and she began to lean over him again. Her lips collided roughly with his as she plunged her tongue into his mouth, and her hand trailed south to grasp his growing length between her fingers. She pulled away and looked into his eyes with a challenging flame and slowly began to increase pressure around his cock. "Now, Finley, is that any way to talk to a lady? I thought you were a gentleman," she said with a devilish smirk. She wouldn't actually hurt him, but she certainly would get her point across. "Now, how about you say please, and I might actually give you a real taste of my pretty pink lips."
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Post by Finley O'Brien on Jul 12, 2015 22:29:10 GMT -5
"Hahahah... ha... ha. You punish me? I believe it was you who was bent over getting spanked last time we were together." Fin smirked, leaning down and kissing Teagan even as his hands dug in his back pocket. His fingers clasped around the polished handle of a pocket knife. Even as his clothes fell away from his body, and she pushed him back, Fin kept ahold of the closed blade.
Leaning up into her kiss, Fin groaned as her hand wrapped around the length of his cock. That was right until he felt the increasing pressure of her grip, and he looked up into the twin pools of burning passion that were her eyes. Smiling, he shook his head. "Well, if you see a lady walk in let me knoooow..." he groaned as her hand moved and pressure increased on his hardenING cock. "I don't beg... from ANYONE."
The bonds around his wrists severed, and Finley's hand shot out. His fingers sank into her hair, and wgrabbed a handful. An involuntary groan slipped from his lips as he felt her hand clench around him. "Stroke it, ride it, or suck it... just stop teasing me.
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Post by Teagan O'Malley on Jul 12, 2015 22:49:38 GMT -5
"The only reason you were able to spank me is because I happen to enjoy that sort of thing, so don't let your ego go to your head, darling," she said with a roll of her eyes. But when he implied that she was no lady, she growled and bit down roughly on his lip before pulling away and narrowing her gaze at him. "I would watch your mouth if you want to have any chances of getting laid tonight, Mister O'Brien," she hissed.
He refused to beg, and she smirked, increasing her grip even further. "I didn't ask you to beg for it. I simply told you to ask nicely in order to possibly receive what you want." Suddenly, though, his hands were free, and one of them jolted forward to entangle in her hair and tug at it hard. A whimper escaped her, but her hand didn't move from his cock and simply held its grip while her other hand latched onto his throat and began to squeeze.
"Trust me, Finley, you will break before I do," she scowled. "Now just play nicely so we can continue."
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Post by Finley O'Brien on Jul 12, 2015 23:32:23 GMT -5
"Ask nicely... Where is the fun in that?" As her fingers dug into his throat, Fin dragged Teagan up on the couch next to him. His mouth closed with hers, and his free and found its way back between her legs. Though this time there was no lace to stop his teasing fingers.
There was no hesitation in his actions, his first two fingers slipped between the lips of her pussy. Slowly they explored, probing and exploring, stroking the inside of her tight womanhood. Pulling from her lips, Fin felt the air being deprived from his lungs. He didn't care though, he had been strangled in France to the brink of death. Teagans hand was nothing to that.
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Post by Teagan O'Malley on Jul 13, 2015 0:00:07 GMT -5
Try as she might to keep herself on her feet, there was no denying the strength that Finley had on her as he snatched her down to the sofa once more. The force was enough for her hand to release from his cock, but the hand on his throat remained strong as their lips locked together once more. Every sense in her body was on fire, and her lustful cravings were having a difficult time with her prideful personality - causing a strange mixture of desire to fuck and desire to keep fighting.
But as his hand wasted zero time slipping back between her legs, she felt his fingers slip between her lips and begin to prod and probe her clit before infiltrating her entrance. Her brows furrowed together as she moaned against his lips - a moan that then became vocal as he pulled their lips apart once again. "Goddamnit..." She cursed quietly to herself, relishing in the way this man was making her feel just as she had done before. Why was she allowing herself to get into this mess? She wasn't sure, but one of her hands stretched out anyway to take his cock within her grasp once more - this time stroking up and down its length.
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Post by Finley O'Brien on Jul 13, 2015 0:14:43 GMT -5
He could feel her body tense against his, could hear the curse she threw at him. "That's not very fucking ladylike." He whispered in her ear, as his mouth moved to her neck biting at her skin. His hand released the grip it had on her hair, as t instead traveled to her breast, to squeeze, pinch, and pull as his other fingers continued to explore the warm of her womanhood. Her increased moans, and the way she gripped his cock again, and started stroking, made Fin grin into her neck. Oh he enjoyed this, more than he should have, it was hard to tell, if it would turn into a fight, or if they would fuck after all, and to Fin, that was the best part.
Pulling his fingers from her, he grinned as he saw the wetness on them, before he cleaned one finger off, and stuck his middle finger into her mouth to clean off. "Damn, you are quite fucking delicious..." He laughed, as a groan slipped his lips feeling her hand slid along his hardened cock. Looking down, he nodded , and raised an eyebrow. "Come on Teagan, you know you want to taste it."
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Post by Teagan O'Malley on Jul 13, 2015 0:44:13 GMT -5
The way his fingers worked on her was causing her legs to tremble, and she found herself uncomfortably close to her first climax in a matter of minutes. What in the hell was going on? No one ever had that sort of effect on her, and here she was melting in the palms of his hands. "Well, were you not the one implying that I wasn't a lady anyway?" She sneered, biting down on her lip as his teeth encased the soft skin on her neck once again. Her head rolled back as another small series of moans sifted through her lips, causing her fingers to twinge with a shameful blush.
Her hand continued to pump and down his length, and she found herself panting from holding her breath - something she didn't realize she was doing - once he removed his fingers from her wetness. She watched as he cleaned one of his fingers and turned even redder in the face as she was forced to clean off the other. So, he really wasn't afraid to get down to the nitty gritty, was he? "Dirty boy," she said with a shake of her head, narrowing her eyes slightly at him.
She smirked at him as he mentioned her tasting him, and while he was totally right, she wasn't going to admit that to him. In a painfully slow transition, she moved down to on her knees in front of him - her hand never leaving his cock and stroking it faster than before. "And what did I say, lovey?" She asked with a raised brow. "Say 'please' and I'll blow your mind." She winked.
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Post by Finley O'Brien on Jul 13, 2015 1:23:22 GMT -5
The smirk returned to Fins face as Teagan blushed and called him dirty. Oh this was good, the way her body was flushed, and sweat was starting to gain a fine sheen of sweat. Her hand constantly working his cock made him groan, and tense. What she did next though, that made his anger flare. Looking down at her, listening to her words, seeing her look up at him with that infuriating wink.
His hand found her hair again, as he yanked her forward, her face almost touching his hard cock that she was stroking. Finley groaned as her hand moved, and he bit his lip. Finally he cracked. "Damnit, fine. Please. I fucking said it, but now it will cost you."
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Post by Teagan O'Malley on Jul 13, 2015 1:34:14 GMT -5
Her body was trembling all over in a shaky haze of ecstasy, but she was determined to keep her composure despite the small beads of sweat already plaguing her forehead. But, as she received the 'please' she had demanded of him, she smirked and found herself turned on that much more. Something about being controlled as well as being in control got her hotter than all else, so she smirked up and him and nodded. He snatched her forward, closer to his cock, and she hissed softly at the yanking on her hair but would do as she promised.
Starting with sticking her tongue out, she flattened it against his balls and began trailing it slowly up his shaft. Once she got to the tip, she took his head into her mouth and began flicking her tongue against it with a teasing softness. Each and every flick hardened him a bit more, which only excited her even further. She then began to work her way down, painfully slow and steady.
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Post by Finley O'Brien on Jul 13, 2015 2:30:22 GMT -5
Oh his pride was burning, he had just asked Teagan 'please' as if that wasn't bad enough the smirk she returned to him only made him harder. To be honest this exchange, the constan change of control, it was fun. However, she had made him ask, and that wouldn't stand at all. As her tongue ran from his balls, to the tip of his cock, Fin let out a loud groan, as her lips closed around his head. The way her tongue teased him made his body shake in desire, and then shshe started going slowly down on him, Fin had enough.
His grip tightening on her hair, and he smirked. "Teagan, you should know. I don't ask please..." With that he pushed her head down, forcing his cock deeper into her mouth. Holding her there, he let her up and grinned, "Now... ask please." Again he pushed her head back down, forcing himself into her mouth.
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Post by Teagan O'Malley on Jul 13, 2015 2:43:38 GMT -5
The groans that radiated from his throat excited her, and she began scratching her nails slowly down his inner thighs as she continued to work on him. He was right where she wanted him - under her control. She encased her lips a bit more firmly around his cock as she moved up and down, but she then felt his hand tighten at the back of her head and push her down further onto his shaft. His width was difficult enough for her tiny mouth to take, but now she had him pushing further into her mouth.
He held her there, the tip of his cock almost to the back of her throat. Did he not realize how used to this she was? He released her long enough for her to take in a gasp of air before pushing her back down again, and when she came back up she simply rolled her eyes at him. "Come on now, sweets. You'll have to try harder than that," she told him with a challenging look in her eyes. "Just because you cracked and said 'please' doesn't mean I will."
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Post by Finley O'Brien on Jul 13, 2015 3:17:43 GMT -5
Grinning down at Teagan, Fin shook his head. "I cracked? I got you to suck my cock didn't I?" His other hand moved to her hair then, as he pulled her head back down, driving his cock past her lips, and into her mouth, his head brushing the back of throat. Even as he held her there, her tongue toyed with the bottom of his shaft.
Groaning loudly, Fin started to pump her head, using his arms to piston his cock in and out of her mouth. She knew what she was doing though, he could feel her tongue and lips working his meat everytime it slid between her lips.
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Post by Teagan O'Malley on Jul 13, 2015 3:38:11 GMT -5
Growling at his words, she shook her head at him. "Don't act like you aren't pissed that I got you to ask me for it, Finley. I know it's eating you up on the inside and slowly tearing at your pride," she said with a smirk. But then she was being forced down on him all over again - his cock striking the back of her throat and pausing there, where she then flicked and rolled her tongue along the base. His taste was superb, and she was enjoying herself - though he wouldn't know.
Then, though, he began pumping fiercely inside her mouth, using both hands to hold her head down. Each strike to her throat caused her eyes to water, and she tried as long as possible to keep from gagging on his length. She lasted a solid couple of minutes before the water in her eyes began to overflow, causing her eyes to shut tightly as her nails dug deeper into his thighs. And from there, she began to choke on his cock a bit - knowing she wouldn't be able to take the relentless throat fucking any longer.
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Post by Finley O'Brien on Jul 13, 2015 12:38:52 GMT -5
Well, Teagan was wrong about him being pissed off. She had made him say please, and now he was going to make her say it. His hands tightened in her hair, pulling her against him. The way her eyes watered made him smirk, oh yes, this was so enjoyable. Teagan thought herself to be in so much control. However as he continued to drag her head down onto his hard cock, he could feel his balls tightening, his body tensing. Just as he was sure she couldn't take it anymore, he came, filling her mouth with his seed.
Laying back against the couch, Finley smirked, and looked down at Teagan. "Well that was funn." Looking down at his ankles, he nodded, "Get rid of those, and I'll show you how much trouble my mouth can cause."
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Post by Teagan O'Malley on Jul 13, 2015 17:23:31 GMT -5
The sounds of his cock strangling her throat combined with the water falling from her eyes were more than enough to signal to him that she needed to breathe. He wanted her to say 'please'? Well, she was willing to at that point and even pushed against his thighs in order to inform him that she was caving in. As the pushed, though, his hands only entangled in her hair even further as he rammed his cock down her throat and held it. A small whimper escaped her from being unable to breathe, and she closed her eyes tightly as she felt him fill her mouth. It wasn't until his shaft stopped pulsating and finished release that he allowed her to come up for air, and by this point, she was coughing violently.
Gasping for air, she glared harshly at him as she continued to cough and wiped at her eyes. Oh, she was fucking pissed now. "You have some serious fucking nerves, Finley," she spat, reaching for her wand once more. Another incarcerous spell, but this one was more deadly. She sent the rope flying at his neck, and it slowly began to tighten with each passing second. "Might I remind you just who you're dealing with," she hissed, moving to straddle her legs on either side of him - hovering above his cock as she brought her face close to his. "Now," she began, delivering another slap to his face that was much harder than the previous one, "Apologize, and I might consider letting you breathe."
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