I was drunk on this elixir of power. "Stay there and don't move," Icommanded and went and made myself a cup of coffee. When I came back with the coffe... I sat on the bed and sipped the drink."Did that feel like a punishment?" I asked. Steve just pushed his headfurther into the corner. I stood up, walked over and stood very closebehind him. "Does that make you feel sorry?" Steve still did not sayanything so I raked my nails over his glowing bottom. "Answer me," Icommanded as he gasped. "Yes," he. "Mother of God! You're dead."Jonas struck again and didn't miss. He crushed the man's larynx and lowered him to the ground choking on his own blood. Jonas searched the man as Detective Jordan ran forward. He found a Glock 17 and a knife. He stuck the knife in his pocket and checked the Glock to make sure it was ready to fire. Jonas moved toward the door and Detective Jordan moved up beside him."Now what," the detective whispered the question?"We go in," Jonas answered and he turned the door. I had sent her out dressed like a slut, low-cut club shirt with her best push up bra, a short jean skirt with no panties on underneath. There is no way any man could have resisted her tonight. Then I heard it, the door knob jingling a key working the lock. My heart raced, she was home. I jumped out of bed and ran over to my computer. We had set the system up, a couple of cameras hidden throughout the living room and kitchen. They were all set and recording sending live feed to my computer. I. " Well it is nice to have it. To be aggressive rather than submissive. But as I started licking you I had a memory flash. I remembered what it was like that first night in the hotel room, as I sucked you off and eagerly waited for you to flip me over and penetrate me hard. I wanted you to take over. I wanted to be submissive and just feel you inside me. The anticipation of waiting for you to take control used to turn me on, and it would be nice to have that again." I think you're confused," I.