Her voice jumps an octave. “But we don’t have to!”
“I want you to fuck me. I’m curious to feel how you’ll use me.” I struggle to fathom how this is such a big request. “Can I see the toy?”
She nods and rushes to her room. I follow her, standing in the doorway, awaiting instructions. She’s halfway under the bed, only her legs poking out. “It’s here somewhere–” I hear some shuffling. “Wait a second–”
I cover my mouth to hide my smirk and stifle a laugh. She’s so eager, and I don’t want her thinking I’m insulting her.
When she pops out from under the bed, there’s a sparkle in her eyes I have never seen before. In her hands is a harness with a pink cock, five inches long with a curve. It’s inoffensive, far from intimidating. Yet Minnie’s voice seems unsure.
“Is this okay?”
“Of course. I’m surprised it’s not bigger.” I start to unbutton my shirt as I approach her. Her cheeks are somehow an even deeper shade of red, and it’s spreading to the tip of her nose. “I promise you, I want this. Now, please.” I dip a finger inside her tall, white collar shirt. “Take off this terrible thing.”
We undress, tossing the constraining fabric to the floor. Seeing her bare breasts–small and pert, just like her–makes my erection stir. Once her pants are on the floor, I grab her hips and take one of her breasts into my mouth.
“You’re distracting me,” she murmurs.
I release her nipple and kiss the space between her breasts before looking up at her.
“I’m supposed to be the one in charge,” she reminds me.
I pinch her nipple and her breath hitches.
“You’re not even fully undressed,” she scolds.
I pull down my pants and flop onto the bed, lounging with my hands behind my head. She rolls her eyes, but one corner of her lip is curled in a smile. She climbs onto the bed, straddling my legs and taking hold of the base of my cock. I exhale, a special spark ignited by her touch. But she doesn’t move her hand.
“Are you going to touch me?”
“Are you going to let me work?” she shoots back with a tilt of her head.
Her expression is soft, but she still manages to make me feel bad for speaking out of turn. It makes my blood boil, not with rage but with white hot lust. I nod, keeping my mouth shut.
Minnie hums. “We talked about you learning manners.” She releases my dick. “While I get ready, maybe think about your words a little more.” She grabs the harness and toy, standing up on her knees. She pulls the straps from their buckles, wrapping the leather around her thick thighs and hips. She pulls the leather taut, her warm bronze skin spilling out over the straps. “Tell me again what you want.” Her voice is low and still achingly gentle. “Maybe use some of those mortal words you never use.”
“You want me to beg some more?”
A smile appears on her lips.
If I’m going to be bossed around by any mortal, it should be Minnie. Still I bite my tongue before forcing the words out my mouth. “I want you to touch me please.”
“How do you want to be touched?”
“Please stroke my cock.”
Her hand reaches forward and grabs my length, finally rubbing me up and down. I groan, my head rolling back onto the pillow. I’m not used to this body, but it feels surprisingly good. Minnie slides her thumb over the head, and I shudder. Something wet drips down my length and look back to see spit dripping from her lips down to the head of my cock.
She knows what she’s doing. If I was in my true form, she might not. Perhaps I should warn her that I’m much bigger in reality, a different shape–but not now. Not when she’s finally giving me the attention I’ve wanted since we met.
“Fuck, this feels so good, Minnie.”
She giggles. “We’re just getting started. I think you’re nice and hard now.” She sits back on her calves. “Grab the lube from the bedside table. It’s in the top drawer.”
“If I can find it underneath all your other toys,” I taunt.
“Careful,” she warns. “I might smack you with one of those toys.”
I find a bottle in the corner of the drawer. “Is that a threat or a promise?” I ask as I hand her the lubricant.
