The Predator in Pink Lip Gloss

“I am guessing you never saw it coming, did you”, I taunted as I tightened the knot.  Funny how I always find their suprise amusing. The shocked look in their eye, the mouth slightly agape. I would always get the fit of giggles at this kind of expression.  This particular “toy” did not find my giggling too much comfort, nor did he feel safe bound to the headboard.  Oh well, I should say he did feel safe until he realised I wasnt going to just jump up on his cock and be a good girl like I told him. I am such a liar and a wonderful actress too.

  I guess some might call me a predator but I prefer to think of myself as collector, a connoisseur , if you will.  I collect, naughty boys who think women are just a piece of ass, a thing to fuck.  I then show them a different reality. A reality where they are the flesh puppet and I am in control. Of course, this involves all kinds of lies and promises. It really is tricky but I love the challenge. Ever since I can remember I have enjoyed the sexual slavery of men, especially when they are tricked into it. Lured. Deceived. Don’t look so shocked, dear male reader. You boys have been luring and decieving women for  centuries in the name of getting some pussy. So be quiet!

Now back to the boy squirming on my bed. I went to a local bar and like usual I went there focused on finding the perfect victim. I am choosy. He has to be just right. Some nights I hit it dead on and others I have to wade through a few before Mr. Right smiles my way. Tonight was one of those nights.  “I worked hard to find you, slut”, I growled. “You will do as I say and all will go fine. You disobey me and you will find yourself in a whole lot of pain, boy. We understand each other”, I ask in a subtle threatening tone.  He nodded in response quite vigorously to appease me but then started whining about being set free.  “Shhh, be quiet. You wont be going anywhere until I decide I am finished with you, pervert. Honestly, it astounds me how naive you boys really are. Did you really think I was going to let you nail me? Let you shove your filthy cock in my mouth. Dumbass. Now look at you. You are bound, horny and whining”. “How attractive”, I taunt  in a syrupy voice.

“If you keep that whining up I shall be forced to gag you. Look at this gag. Its called a ring gag. You like that? You want that” ? It is never easy to crawl in a tight latex skirt and thigh high boots but lets face it, I look hot doing it.  Dont think I dont notice you noticing, cunt. I see your greasy eyes fixated on me as I crawl up the length of your bound body. See you looking up my skirt as I straddle your belly. Disgusting, how you leer. See? Isnt it amusing how hard you remain even though you know I am about to force your mouth open? You do know why I would force your mouth open with this ring gag, dont you?, I ask sneering at you.

“Shall I reach around and squeeze your nut sac hard to help you concentrate on your answer, slut” ?

To be cont.  *grin*