Little Doll

1 month later

Mature content

Leon

Rubbing myself harder and faster whilst reminiscing over Arabella's little stunt last night, I lifted my head up to the heavy downpour of the water and groaned with every pump. 

Wishing it was Arabella's hands instead of my right hand, I closed my eyes and imagined her down on her knees sucking me off. The innocent eyes looking up at me whilst she tries her very best to please me by taking as much as she could down her throat. The way she'd gag on my dick and how it wouldn't make me pull back a little, it would only entice me to push her to her limit. 

But she'd never complain. The way she would obey me and oblige me like the good girl she is. 

"Oh fuck!" I groaned as I unexpectedly came whilst completely consumed by my sexual frustration fantasy.

Letting the water clean me up, I lathered up my hands with my body wash and scrubbed myself clean eager to wake me up so I could be ready for another day with my head buried in my work. 

Technically, we could have her now. She was up and moving, back to her usual old self which pleased me more than anything.

But Alec, more so than me decided we needed play her back at her own game. 

It meant more lonely showers for me, but the longer we'd wait, the more she'd be practically gagging for it. 

At first I tried to protest, arguing that I had been sex deprived for nearly a whole fucking year and I deserved to fuck her brains out. 

But Alec spoke sense. She's being defiant and bratty. I often enjoying punishing that bad behaviour out of her, but not this time. I needed her knelt and in complete surrender before me. I craved her submission. I needed her crying in sheer desperation for our touch. I needed her feeling vulnerable to satisfy my desire to dominate every inch of her body, mind and soul.

So, we just had to keep strong. 

Switching the tap off, I stepped out of the shower and instantly reached for a large towel to wrap around my lower half and grabbed a smaller one on my way out. 

Moving the small towel to my wet hair, I quickly rubbed at my hair as I walked in to my bedroom.

"Morning" Arabella muttered as she walked past me completely naked whilst eating a banana.

Stopping dead in my tracks, I watched on as she started rummaging through my drawers and cupboards, completely nude.

"Where is it?" Arabella moaned as she bent over with her back to me.

Well, hello there.

I had the urge just to grab a chair and watch, but I could already feel my dick straining against the towel. 

"Ah, there it is" Arabella giggled as she jumped up and spun around holding my aftershave.

Her breasts bouncing as she came to a stop.

Fuck me, she's going to be the death of me.

"My favourite smell" she giggled before spritzing it on the bridge of her breasts, before moving the aftershave lower.

A spritz on her lower abdomen, a spritz on her wrists before moving to her thighs.

My eyes were glued to her hands as they slowly trailed up to her exposed pussy.

Watching her intently as she placed my aftershave down, I couldn't help but lick my lips as she brought the banana back to her mouth and licked up the side of it.