As she pulls his shirttail out, she strokes his erection.His moan of "Fuuuuuuck meeeeee" is full of pent-up passion from all the weeks of watching her, knowing he couldn't touch her.To be this close is torture, but to have her feeling him up without being able to respond is pure hell.
I let her give him a full hard-on, filling the room with sexual tension.Everyone knows the torture they both feel, and everyone is getting turned on by it.
When I see the shift from turned on to tuned up in TD's expression, I know he is close to coming.I don't want him to have a pre-mature pleasurable outburst.I want a tortured ejaculation.
"Mandy, keep going.Take the shirt completely off."
She releases his cock, and he exhales the breath he is holding.She inches her hands up his chest, and when she drives her nipples into him as she stretches to push it off his shoulders, he groans, looking down into the deep crevice between her tits, feeling his dick yearning to be between them.When his shirt falls to the ground, she backs away, and his tortured eyes close.
Time to kick the kink up a notch.I love my fucking job.
25
I point to Brad and curl my fingers for him to join us.He looks confused, then shrugs his shoulders and walks to the platform.
I spin Mandy to face me and lean towards her to tell TD."TD, keep your eyes closed.Mandy and I have some sister shit to discuss.Why don't you sing the first song that pops into your brain."
He starts to hum, and I can't help but smirk.His choice is One Direction, "Kiss You."
I put my face just inches from Mandy's."Time to teach you how to dominate a man, baby girl.I think you're gonna like it.I want you to repeat whatever I say.Ok?"Then I hand her the crop.
She looks at it, then weighs it in her palm and practices tapping it.When she smiles, I spin her around to face TD and move within inches of her body so she can feel my presence.
TD is still singing with his eyes closed.
I wave to Brad to move close to TD too.He nods and walks to stand behind him, a comfortable distance away.I curl my fingers to him to step closer.He takes a step but isn't close enough.I hold my hands up and show Brad how tight I want him.Right on TD's ass.He shakes his head, and I hold up seven fingers, as in Rule #7.
He mouths as he steps up close, "fuck yeah," but I know he was telling me, "fuck you."
I begin Mandy's training by whispering in her ear."TD, bow your head to me."
She repeats."TD, bow your head to me."
He stops singing and bows his head.
"You will obey every command without question.Do you understand?"
"Fuck yeah."
"Your only answers will be 'Fuck me' or 'Fuck me, Madam.'"Mandy giggles but delivers the line with a serious edge to her voice.
"Fuck me, Madam."TD smirks and glances at her.
She sees him peeping and pops the crop on her palm.He closes his eyes again.
"You will be submissive."She tells him sternly.
"Fuck me, Madam."He says.
"You are a bad boy."
I motion to Brad that he is the one who will do this as I whisper the following instructions to Mandy.She grins, and I wink at her.
"Take the belt off."
Both TD and Brad reach for the belt buckle.When their hands collide, TD stiffens.His eyes open and he looks shocked.He struggles to separate himself, but Brad, knowing he will get spanked too if he doesn't do this, wraps his strong arms around TD and holds him in place.
TD continues to fight for a few moments, but Brad whispers something in his ear, and he resigns himself that this is going to happen this way.He stops resisting Brad, lifts his arms to let Brad continue, and looks at us.
