Please - Don't Make Me Do It - Final Part Thr - Relatos Eróticos

Please - Don't Make Me Do It - Final Part Thr

... name?”Incredibly she heard herself say “Carol. But please go. You promised you would go when I asked you.”He chuckled “but Carol you were such a good girl on the train, let’s make it even better now.”He lifted his hips and pulled at her over robe. Under it he discovered her nightie. “Carol I will let you go. But you MUST take your gowns off. Do you understand? You must take your gowns OFF. I will help you, but they must come off.”She moaned into her pillow. The words spoken in the same way that Bernard had commanded in the past entered her subconscious. Her will in this situation, eroded over more than 30 years, made her next protest weak, obviously on the verge of total submission.“Carol, I am going to stand now. I am going to sit on your dressing chair. You will get off the bed and come and stand in front of me. Do you understand?”She whimpered. “Carol did you hear me. Do you understand what you MUST DO? I am going to sit in your chair now ... you must come to me there.”She felt his weight lift from her, felt the springs of the bed lift her body.“Carol I am here .. I am waiting for you. Come to me. Don’t make me have to fetch you.”She turned her head and saw him sitting waiting. There was the familiar roaring in her ears, his commands having their usual effect on her submissive nature. She sat and edged off the bed and stood, her head held low.“Good girl, that’s very, very good. Good girl. Now come here to me. Do as I tell you and come to me.”Her feet moved hesitantly ...

... towards him. She stood before him. “Now look at me Carol.”She lifted her chin and saw his smiling handsome face, saw again the symbol of his profession around his neck. “Closer, Carol, really close.” She shuffled forward until he stopped her, inches away from his knees.“Keep looking at me all the time. Do NOT look away and DO NOT close your eyes. Look at me all the time and let your arms rest by your side. Do you understand Carol?”She nodded. “Tell me you understand. Tell me what you must do.” She repeated his instructions. “Good girl. You are doing very well. Very well.”His hands reached down and lifted the hem of her robe. His fingers were cool on her legs as they caressed behind her knees. A hand slipped softly up the outside of each of her legs. She stiffened as they approached her mid-thigh.“Open wider, Carol. Open for me. I must see it as well as feel it. I must see the treasure that I’ve only touched, only guessed at.”“Nooo. No please go. Please leave me as you promised. Don’t make me do this.”“Carol we agreed you would do everything I told you. Now open wide for me.”As her feet parted making herself more available to him, her mind vaguely thought, “But we didn’t agree, we didn’t agree. I didn’t agree” even as she spread herself wider and wider at the pressure of his hands on her inner thigh. His hands were under her robe, under her nightie, hidden from view as they reached her private place. The tip of his middle finger drew gently along her pouting swelling lips and she ...