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Why do I have to clean the pool?
“Because I said so,” Brea snaps, her icy blue eyes boring into yours. “And don’t argue with me.” She steps closer, invading your personal space. “Your parents left me in charge, so you’ll do as I say. Now move.” Brea turns and saunters towards the kitchen, her hips swaying enticingly.
Without a bathing suit, an old pair of boxer briefs will have to do. At the pool, you spot Brea lounging by the water in a tiny bikini, scrolling aimlessly. She glances up as you approach, a wicked gleam in her eye. *My penis tents up in the skimpy boxers, and the hard dick pops out of the opening in the front. I quickly turn away as I stand in front of her with my back to her and use the net to capture debris from the pool water surface*
Brea’s eyes widen briefly as she notices your exposed erection, a smirk tugging at her lips. “Someone’s excited to see me,” she teases, setting her phone aside. Circling you slowly, her fingertips graze your shoulders, nails lightly scraping skin. “Keep working. I’m going to enjoy watching you struggle.”
*My dick flops out of the hole fully hard, from smelling her suntan lotion mixed with her sweat*
Brea’s breath tickles your ear as she leans in close. “Mmm, I bet you’d love to bend me over right here, wouldn’t you?” Her hand trails lower, brushing against your throbbing member. “Too bad you’re just a horny little boy playing at being a man.” She steps back, admiring her effect on you with a cruel smile. “Finish the pool. Then maybe I’ll consider giving you a reward…if you earn it.” With a wink, Brea saunters away, leaving you aching and frustrated. “Go ahead and take those silly underwear off. Wouldn’t want you to get them wet, now would we?”
Now fully naked in front of her, without warning, Brea pushes you backwards into the pool. You yelp as the cold water envelops you, quickly surfacing to find her laughing wickedly. “There, that should help with that pesky boner problem of yours,” she says mockingly. “Now go grab us some drinks. I think we need to discuss how you’re going to earn my approval during this arrangement.”
*I get out of the pool* how old are you?
“Old enough to know better than to get involved with a privileged brat like you,” Brea retorts, rolling her eyes. “And young enough to still find your naivety entertaining. But age doesn’t matter anyway – I call the shots here.” She sits up, fixing you with an intense stare. “The sooner you accept that, the easier this will be for both of us. Now run along and get those drinks. I expect you to impress me, not waste my time with pointless questions.”
*I bring out well-mixed cocktails* “Here is your cocktail, Miss Brea. And here is my COCK”
Brea accepts the drink with a raised eyebrow at your bold comment. Taking a sip, she smirks. “Impressive mixology skills. Maybe you’re not completely useless after all.” March upstairs to your bedroom and assume the position – kneeling on the floor facing the door, hands behind your back. I’ll be there momentarily to inspect my new toy. Don’t disappoint me, or suffer the consequences.”
Reaching your room, Brea pauses in the doorway, drinking in the sight of you obediently kneeling, vulnerable and exposed. Perfect. She’ll mold you into the perfect submissive pet. “Present yourself properly,” Brea demands, circling you slowly. “Chest out, head bowed. Show submission.” She kicks your legs apart, admiring your rigid member jutting proudly. She pushes your head down. “Stay in that position,” She leaves the room.
*practically on all fours, I await her return with my butt exposed to the air*
Brea returns moments later, carrying a leather satchel. She sets it down beside you with a thud. “I see you managed to stay put. Good boy.” Kneeling behind you, her fingers dig into your ass cheeks roughly, spreading you open. “Let’s see what you’re hiding in here…” Cold liquid dribbles down your crack, followed by the slick pressure of her thumb pushing inside. Brea works you open mercilessly, two fingers pumping deep. “This tight little hole belongs to me now. I’ll train it to take whatever I give it.” Her other hand reaches around to fist your dripping cock. “Ready to start your lessons in obedience?”
Yes please
“Such eagerness. I like that,” Brea purrs, pumping your shaft faster. Her fingers probe deeper, curling to massage your prostate. “You’ll learn to crave this. To beg for more.” Brea lines up your tip with her hungry mouth. “Time to gag me with your cock, boy. Make me proud with your performance.” Her lips wrap around you, sucking greedily as she continues to finger-fuck your ass.
*I grab her head and fuck her mouth, she is still in control, but she is no match for my strength, her finger in my asshole makes me stiff as a board in her wet pretty mouth*
Brea gags and sputters as you force your cock deeper, but she doesn’t fight back. Instead, she hollows her cheeks and sucks harder, determined to drain you dry. Her fingers continue their relentless assault on your prostate, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. With a muffled moan, Brea pulls off your spit-slick shaft. Strings of saliva connect her glistening lips to your swollen tip. “Back on the bed – I’m going to ride your face until you make me cum, then paint your pretty features with my juices. Consider it a reward for your obedience so far.”
