ddfiscotland: yessiraustralia-again:“Are you nearly ready?” I called out.“No! I&
ddfiscotland: yessiraustralia-again: “Are you nearly ready?” I called out.“No! I’ll be ready soon!” she called back, aggressively.Clearly she was annoyed that I’d asked again but she was taking forever.“Excuse me?” I said, now standing at the door.“If we are late, we’re late,” she snapped back.“I think you’ve fucking forgot your manners, little girl,” I said.“Don’t. I’m in the mood for that. My hair is being a nightmare. It’s really pissing me off.““You’re not in the mood?” I said, walking up behind her.She froze.“Did I ask if you were in the mood?” I whispered in her ear.“No, Sir,” she said, compliantly.“Well maybe I’m in the fucking mood,” I said, fist in her hair.“Yes, Sir,” she replied.“Don’t you ever tell me you’re not in the mood for me.”“I didn’t mean it like that,” she said, quietly.I pushed her face down on the bench and ran my hand up between her legs.“Feels like you’re in the mood to me,” I said.“Well I am now that you’re being all bossy with me,” she said giggling.“I think you need to be reminded who owns this pussy,” I said, squatting down behind her. -- source link