“How does it feel to be teased, beautiful?”
She said nothing, but her large round eyes turned pleading, fixed on his face.
He slapped her breast. “I asked you a question.”
“I-I don’t know.” It struck him as a fairly honest answer, so he let it go.
“I’m curious how long it will take before you start begging me for relief.”
She licked her lips. “Master wants me to beg?”
He gave a sharp shake of his head with a frown and she closed her pretty lips. “No. Your master wants to see you c***k. I’d like to know what lies beneath that sexy facade of yours.”
Another shiver raced through her, but she clearly took his words as a challenge, because the c***k in her armor, the one that allowed her confused arousal to glimmer through disappeared and she turned it into a show, rolling her pelvis up
