Short story inspired by a session ... “Hey babe, why won't..

Short story inspired by a session

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“Hey babe, why won't you pay attention to me today?” he asked. “Are you okay?”

I yawned. We were watching TV in bed together, so the question irritated me a little. “We're lying together, aren't we? What more did you want?”

He shrugged. “I want you to pay more attention to me and not be on your phone... I want to get naughty with you.”

I rolled my eyes, though of course he couldn't see. I quickly debated internally over exactly how honest I should be, before deciding to just come out and say it. “Ugh... Look, the truth is I just can't be bothered. Don't you think this is all getting a bit boring?”

Moments passed as he processed it before he agreed tentatively. “Maybe it is? Maybe we need to spice things up? We could try something different?”

I took a breath before deciding to go for it. I rolled onto him, in the position like I was about to ride him. I could see his smile, “Oh wow, Ella. This is more like it.”

But instead of pulling my panties to the side and letting him penetrate me, I slid my legs underneath myself and placed my feet first on his shoulders and then to his face. “You want things to be more interesting?” I asked. “Suck my toes. Lick my heel.”

He pulled back a little. “Ella, this isn't exactly what I had in mind.”

So I pushed my foot into his mouth to make him shut up. “What are you going to do about it? My whole weight is on you. You can't move, can you?”

He gagged and struggled to get my foot out of his mouth as he started to realise just how strong I am, and how little he could move beneath me. I laughed as I pushed my foot in and out of his mouth, simulating a dildo, while using the weight of my body to press him down into the bed.

The taste of my foot make his dick hard. I knew it because I could feel it stiffen beneath my ass, so I laughed. “See? You love it. You love being overpowered by me.”

I could see acceptance in his eyes that he couldn't move, and his hard was growing harder and harder by the second.

“You're trapped,” I smirked. “I can do whatever I want with you.”

He murmured some sounds. I think he was agreeing with me, telling me he loved it, but with my foot still in his mouth he couldn't form his words. So I pulled it out of his mouth and crawled up his body until my thighs were on either side of his face. He started to look nervous again – after all, he'd never seen this side of me.

“You know I could close my thighs now and completely ruin you,” I said. He was completely encapsulated by my thighs around his neck. “I control your breathing now. I control everything.”

He blurted out, “Oh yes, Ella, destroy me with your Goddess thighs.”

I reached behind myself to check his cock, now throbbing with excitement. “Good, you fucking love this,” I laughed.

“I love this so much,” he said between gasps of air.

“So hard and I'm not even naked. You're so weak in every single way, aren't you?”

He nodded. “I am... I'm so weak. Please can you make me cum in this position? I'm begging you.”

I laughed. “You think you deserve to cum?”

“I'm not sure I deserve to, Ella, but I feel like I'm about to explode,” he said. So I squeezed my thighs tightly around his face as I curled my hand tighter around his cock.

“Does it make you feel weaker knowing I control your dick now? I can decide whether you cum or not?”

He nodded, while gasping, “Please don't make me pass out, Ella.”

“What if I decide I don't want you to cum?” I mock. “Are you going to beg me?”