He then leans back on the sofa to enjoy this moment fully. My desire takes over and I lower my head into his lap. My lips part as I take his bell into...my mouth. I'd continue to stroke his shaft as my tongue and lips dance with his tip. Each head of pre-cum only excites and encourages me further. I'd eventually let go with my hand and begin to tightly stroke his length with my lips. Each stroke getting lower and lower down his length until my lips reach his hilt. I would feel the veins on his. Damn, she was really into thisFemdom thingy."Daniel, I imagine in that pretty little mind of yours you areconsidering this to be another of my sex games we have played so openlythis last three months. But it is not," she said with a little heat inher voice. "Do you know the reason I was attracted to you in the firstplace?" she asked. Caught off guard at her open and straight forward manner, I stammeredthat I thought it was for the normal reasons people are attracted to oneanother. "You are. Mohammed said you promise me you are a cunt to me. Yes Mohammed…Am I not Sir to you? I like that. Accept that I am the man here, and decide what’s good for you.I was so aroused by his words and feeling his lead into submission to him. As I said before it felt natural. We drank some wine , talked about things we sexually liked. Mohammed had an deep interrest, hearing about my submissive feelings. It made him warm towards me, we had fun. He stayed the night and had an enormous appetite. We made. A smile came to her face as she backhanded a crewman that drew too close to her. Her smile grew even larger as she heard the satisfying crack when the man’s neck broke when he hit the bulkhead.Esmeralda almost laughed as she watched the dying body as it started to twitch and convulse. Ah, she thought, that always seemed to cheer her up.In a far better mood now, she watched the final missiles being loaded.“How much longer? I am so ready to rid the universe of these pitiful asses,” Esmeralda.