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Yes, I can attest to that firsthand.

[Her fingers shift as he moves, tightening their hold on him-- not to restrict, but to work with him if he ends up wanting to thrust upwards. She'll be quite generous right now, really; she'll give him everything he wants and then some. She'll even put her mouth on him in a moment. Isn't that kind?

He's thickening under her hand, his cock swelling as he grows harder, and Rosalind smirks.]

But that's rather what inspired me tonight. You gave me so much last time . . . why shouldn't I do the same for you?

[Too generous. Too smug. Is she planning on testing his own stamina? It's impressive, but he knows himself, and he's far, far more used to tiring out his partner than being the one exhausted.

His hands clench briefly, then unclench, and he uses his leverage with his leg to roll in to her hand. Well, if she's not stopping him...]

Going to see how many times it takes me to call that halt, hm? [His voice has deepened, a little breathier with the warm pleasure of her hand gliding over him. A bit of pre leaks from the tip, further evidence of his physical arousal even as his mind wonders.

He's not afraid, per se. Perhaps wary is a better term. But still quite willing to see this through, especially if she keeps her hand moving for now]

No. Not really, no.

[She lets him fuck her hand for a bit, working in counterpoint to him, her fingers tight around his prick. It's a very simple handjob, no fancy twists or interesting turns; her point is to get him hard, not to leave him begging for more.]

You were right, you know, when you mentioned certain techniques. A woman of my size might never overpower a man of yours, but that doesn't mean you're unconquerable. Just that I have to be clever about it. So no, I won't try and overstimulate you. That would be like trying to hit you: satisfying, maybe, but ultimately pointless.

[That's good enough. Reaching for the lube, she tugs the ring out of her pocket. It's cool to the touch, almost absurdly big-- but just enough to trap him in place without any risk of damage.

Thirty minutes, she'd read. That's how long it's safe to keep it on. She can do a lot in thirty minutes.

It's easy to slip it on; within a moment it's sitting snug around the base of his cock, and she smiles.]

There. Now. Does that feel all right?

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[Well, he's certainly gotten hard. Nowhere near begging for it, which is fine, and her pulling out the ring has him arch his brow in understanding.

Ah. This will be...different.

Akande stills as she slips it on, allowing her to manipulate him while he raises his head to watch. He knows what it's used for, of course, and the point of it; after all, he'd gotten it for himself, mostly as a means of controlling his own peak.

And now she has that control.]

It doesn't hurt, if that's what you're asking.

[This is going to be a long two hours. One and something? Surely not even fifteen minutes have passed.

He wonders how much control he can slip past her grasp, and allows a lazy, confident smile to cross his lips]

But you have your work cut out if you're planning on conquering me.

I'm certain I can manage.

[She sounds lazily confident. Her hand keeps stroking his cock, but that's dull; soon enough she's releasing him, shifting to climb off the bed instead. She actually leaves the room, striding forward without shame, because he's stuck and there's nothing for him to do but wait for her.

But all she has to do is get something from her purse. A small candy, or at least something that looks like it.]

Open your mouth.

[Because she has a set of aphrodisiacs; it will do him good to have that neediness flooding through his veins. And assuming he cooperates, she'll place the candy on his tongue, her fingers lingering around his lips.]

[She can't think that just leaving him like this is going to defeat him. Which is why he raises his head to try and see where she's gone off to, before letting it fall back down with a light huff. May as well stretch his legs a bit, and he does, flexing one and then the other before she's returned with...

He arches his brow in mild surprise, but then obeys. And, true to form, wraps his fingers around her lips, watching her closely as he deliberately sucks on them with a brief brush of his tongue.]

Mmm.

[He's 99.9% sure he's just been drugged.]

Continued here!