Against her will, an orgasm ripped through her body. Her scream was muffled " omg! oooooooohhhhhhhhh! aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!" I kept licking her till...once again another orgasm.riped through her causing to scream again, " ooooooooohhhhhhhh! aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!" I removed her gag, I slowly moved up and positioning my cock against her pussy. She could feel me slowly sliding it up and down the lips, then I parted the lips sliding my cock up and down her slit very slowly.. She tried to stop. Well, which woman won’t like such praises?!But no, I did not unhook my girlfriend bra because I was still building tension and because the later we provide sexual pleasure, the more satisfying it is for woman.I moved down to her navel now, kissing and licking all over it. Same thing I did on my girlfriend’s waist when I slid down her jeans. Aah.. that pink panty! Remembering that scene still sends a shiver down my spine.But no, not yet my ladies, still some time to go. Her pussy wasn’t revealed. Then I figured out what I would do with him. I laughed—it was funny, but it was also extremely doable.Domination was all about control—mind control. Control was nothing more than a state of mind—psychological control. I was a psychology major with an M.S. and PhD. It seemed like a perfect fit for me.CHAPTER 2 –SUBMISSIONIt was almost three months after that memorable evening that I decided to act. I sat in a comfortable chair in our living room early on a Thursday evening. I was wearing a. Well. Good thing for her I believe in that whole 'turn the other cheek' thing, or she'd be feeling the love right now. And of course by 'love' I mean 'fingernails to the eyeballs'.The lady of the hour was herself sitting at the kitchen table when I arrived for the second time. She was hunched over a bowl of cereal, milk drooling from the spoon, her hair in a mess and bags under her eyes. She gave me a dark, glittering look as I entered.Well, good morning to you too, bitch."What's Mom doing,".