[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.
[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.]
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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.
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[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.]
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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.]
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