After our “meeting” Angela cleaned herself off then promptly left, probably thinking that was the end of things, but of course it wasn’t. In fact her solution had only made things worse for her. The numerous cameras I had setup around the room had caught the incident from multiple angles and with crystal clear audio. All I needed to do was post it online and “Mercy, the Guardian Angel” would be no more, instead people would see her for the cock-hungry slut that she was.
Being the thoughtful person that I am though I sent her an early copy of the video so that she could review it before its public release, however I didn’t want to waste too much time so I also sent her a live countdown so she knew when it was going live.
In an unexpected turn of events I didn’t hear a response from her straight away, it wasn’t until ten hours before the videos release that I got an email back saying “I know you won’t release it, please stop this game”. Her confidence was misplaced though because I genuinely was planning to release the video, that was until she showed up at my door an hour before.
This time she was wearing a low-cut white top and jeans, showing pretty clearly that she wasn’t here in any professional manner.
“Hi Angela.” I said whilst staring directly at her breasts.
She sighed. “Hello Edward.”
“What brings you here so late at night?”
“You know why I’m here...” She said stepping into the house.
As soon as the door was closed I reached out and grabbed a hold of her left breast, squeezing it softly. Angela looked at me with anger in her eyes but made no attempt to remove my hand.
“What are you doing?” She asked with a bitter voice.
I moved myself closer to her, forcing her back against the door. “Do you want to me to stop?” I questioned.
She thought for a moment. “No...” She said softly.
As she spoke I could feel her warm breathe on my face and I was so heavily tempted to kiss her, knowing that she wouldn’t refuse. Though with great difficulty I managed to hold myself back.
Then she closed her eyes and puckered her lips slightly. Her eagerness certainly took me by surprise and made the kiss all the more tempting but somehow I managed to stop myself, instead taking her other breast into my spare hand.
“Oh.” She said in shock as I roughly pressed my fingers into her supple breasts.
Despite her passive state I could tell that she was still partially in control, even groping her perfect tits I still didn’t feel like I was the one making the decisions, she’d clearly worn such a revealing shirt on purpose, she wanted me to focus on her breasts, she was using her body to control me just like she always did, and yet again it was working.
In an attempt to regain power I did something that she wasn’t expecting, I removed my hands from her breasts and placed them both firmly on her tight round ass.
She suddenly opened her eyes. “What are you---”
I cut her off with an abrupt kiss. Her cushiony lips felt so welcoming pressed against my own and her pink lipstick tasted ever so faintly of cherries. In just a moment I was intoxicated. Unexpectedly she pushed her tongue into my mouth and I gladly welcomed the intrusion, though only briefly as I quickly came to my senses and pulled myself away. Angela then looked at me longingly, as if she was hoping for more.
Her vulnerable appearance didn’t last long though as she quickly resumed her facade.
Slowly she leaned into my ear. “Do you want me to suck your cock again?” She whispered.
“No.” I said boldly.
“Are you sure?” She fell to her knees. “I really want to.”
As she brushed her cheek against my crotch I found myself patting her head without even realizing. I could feel myself getting hard from just the small sensation that she was providing.
“Please.” She said whilst looking up at me with her big blue eyes.
“No.” I said again, this time far less convincingly.
She took this as a sign of weakness and immediately began undoing my belt.
After a moment I pushed her hand away, in response she began rubbing her palm against my crotch.
“You’re so hard.” She said in her most innocent voice. “Please let me suck you off.”
As I felt myself falling for her charm once again I had to reassure myself that I was making the right decision. The thought of my dick penetrating her mouth was almost too much to bare. As I remembered the way that her tongue masterfully worshipped me I almost gave in, but with great difficulty I remained strong.
Without warning I grabbed onto her ponytail and yanked it down, forcing her head upwards in the process. “You’re my little fuckdoll, do you understand.”
“Y… yes.” She stammered as tears welled up in her eyes.
“Say it.”
“I… I’m...” The pain was clearly getting to her. “I’m your little fuckdoll.” She said submissively.
I gave her ponytail another firm pull.
“Good girl.” I praised before releasing my grip.
As soon as she was free, Angela immediately went back to my crotch, rubbing her face against it again. At this point I couldn’t tell if it was part of the act or if it was her true submissive nature taking over but it didn’t matter either way because I had more important things to do to her.
“Follow me.” I said as I walked up the stairs.
Naturally she got up to walk before I stopped her.
“No.” I commanded. “On your knees.”
“You can’t be...” She said before trailing off. “Fine.”
Carefully she climbed each of the hard-wooden stairs. Struggling almost every step of the way, her inexperience at being on her hands and knees was all too apparent and something that definitely needed to be worked on, especially considering that’s where she was going to be spending most of her time from now on.
Once she was finally at the top I guided her to the spare bedroom. Once inside she placed her hands on her legs and looked up at me.
“So what now?” She asked.
“Now you wait.” I replied.
She looked confused. “Wait? For what?”
Before she’d even finished her question I’d left the room and locked the door behind me.
“What are you doing?” She shouted.
“I’ll come get you in an hour...”
As I walked away I heard banging on the door.
“This isn’t funny.” She yelled. “Hey are you listening. Hey! Hey!”
Then after a few more bangs I heard her let out a defeated sigh and stop.
Being the thoughtful person that I am though I sent her an early copy of the video so that she could review it before its public release, however I didn’t want to waste too much time so I also sent her a live countdown so she knew when it was going live.
In an unexpected turn of events I didn’t hear a response from her straight away, it wasn’t until ten hours before the videos release that I got an email back saying “I know you won’t release it, please stop this game”. Her confidence was misplaced though because I genuinely was planning to release the video, that was until she showed up at my door an hour before.
This time she was wearing a low-cut white top and jeans, showing pretty clearly that she wasn’t here in any professional manner.
“Hi Angela.” I said whilst staring directly at her breasts.
She sighed. “Hello Edward.”
“What brings you here so late at night?”
“You know why I’m here...” She said stepping into the house.
As soon as the door was closed I reached out and grabbed a hold of her left breast, squeezing it softly. Angela looked at me with anger in her eyes but made no attempt to remove my hand.
“What are you doing?” She asked with a bitter voice.
I moved myself closer to her, forcing her back against the door. “Do you want to me to stop?” I questioned.
She thought for a moment. “No...” She said softly.
As she spoke I could feel her warm breathe on my face and I was so heavily tempted to kiss her, knowing that she wouldn’t refuse. Though with great difficulty I managed to hold myself back.
Then she closed her eyes and puckered her lips slightly. Her eagerness certainly took me by surprise and made the kiss all the more tempting but somehow I managed to stop myself, instead taking her other breast into my spare hand.
“Oh.” She said in shock as I roughly pressed my fingers into her supple breasts.
Despite her passive state I could tell that she was still partially in control, even groping her perfect tits I still didn’t feel like I was the one making the decisions, she’d clearly worn such a revealing shirt on purpose, she wanted me to focus on her breasts, she was using her body to control me just like she always did, and yet again it was working.
In an attempt to regain power I did something that she wasn’t expecting, I removed my hands from her breasts and placed them both firmly on her tight round ass.
She suddenly opened her eyes. “What are you---”
I cut her off with an abrupt kiss. Her cushiony lips felt so welcoming pressed against my own and her pink lipstick tasted ever so faintly of cherries. In just a moment I was intoxicated. Unexpectedly she pushed her tongue into my mouth and I gladly welcomed the intrusion, though only briefly as I quickly came to my senses and pulled myself away. Angela then looked at me longingly, as if she was hoping for more.
Her vulnerable appearance didn’t last long though as she quickly resumed her facade.
Slowly she leaned into my ear. “Do you want me to suck your cock again?” She whispered.
“No.” I said boldly.
“Are you sure?” She fell to her knees. “I really want to.”
As she brushed her cheek against my crotch I found myself patting her head without even realizing. I could feel myself getting hard from just the small sensation that she was providing.
“Please.” She said whilst looking up at me with her big blue eyes.
“No.” I said again, this time far less convincingly.
She took this as a sign of weakness and immediately began undoing my belt.
After a moment I pushed her hand away, in response she began rubbing her palm against my crotch.
“You’re so hard.” She said in her most innocent voice. “Please let me suck you off.”
As I felt myself falling for her charm once again I had to reassure myself that I was making the right decision. The thought of my dick penetrating her mouth was almost too much to bare. As I remembered the way that her tongue masterfully worshipped me I almost gave in, but with great difficulty I remained strong.
Without warning I grabbed onto her ponytail and yanked it down, forcing her head upwards in the process. “You’re my little fuckdoll, do you understand.”
“Y… yes.” She stammered as tears welled up in her eyes.
“Say it.”
“I… I’m...” The pain was clearly getting to her. “I’m your little fuckdoll.” She said submissively.
I gave her ponytail another firm pull.
“Good girl.” I praised before releasing my grip.
As soon as she was free, Angela immediately went back to my crotch, rubbing her face against it again. At this point I couldn’t tell if it was part of the act or if it was her true submissive nature taking over but it didn’t matter either way because I had more important things to do to her.
“Follow me.” I said as I walked up the stairs.
Naturally she got up to walk before I stopped her.
“No.” I commanded. “On your knees.”
“You can’t be...” She said before trailing off. “Fine.”
Carefully she climbed each of the hard-wooden stairs. Struggling almost every step of the way, her inexperience at being on her hands and knees was all too apparent and something that definitely needed to be worked on, especially considering that’s where she was going to be spending most of her time from now on.
Once she was finally at the top I guided her to the spare bedroom. Once inside she placed her hands on her legs and looked up at me.
“So what now?” She asked.
“Now you wait.” I replied.
She looked confused. “Wait? For what?”
Before she’d even finished her question I’d left the room and locked the door behind me.
“What are you doing?” She shouted.
“I’ll come get you in an hour...”
As I walked away I heard banging on the door.
“This isn’t funny.” She yelled. “Hey are you listening. Hey! Hey!”
Then after a few more bangs I heard her let out a defeated sigh and stop.
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She looked at me in a dazed state. “Where am I…?”
“Did you forget already?” I asked as I patted her head. “You…
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Angela smiled as I answered. “It’s nice to meet you Mister…?”
“Mr. Abraham.”
She looked down. “Sorry, I just have a lot of names to remember.”
“It’s fine.” I replied. “You must have hundreds of donators, you can’t be expected to remember all of them personally.”
“No…
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“This is barbaric.” She shouted as I entered the room. “You’ve kept me here for four hours without so much as a glass of water.”
“Calm down.” I replied delicately. “I brought you some food.”
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