Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 85794 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 429(@200wpm)___ 343(@250wpm)___ 286(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85794 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 429(@200wpm)___ 343(@250wpm)___ 286(@300wpm)
“You heard the man, Phoebe,” he growled softly in her ear. “Can you be a good girl and let me map the inside of your pussy or should we call the mission off?”
Phoebe took a deep breath. She didn’t want to quit on her very first mission. She wanted to prove herself to Commander Sylvan—to prove he’d made the right decision when he had chosen her to become one of the Agents of the Elite Espionage Corps.
“Go ahead,” she whispered back. “Do it.”
Then she set her jaw and told herself that no matter what happened or how good it felt, she was not going to come!
At first it seemed like she would be able to keep her promise to herself. As Sirex slid one big hand into the tiny green panties she was wearing and cupped her bare pussy, she could feel the buzzing of the nodes, but again there wasn’t enough direct contact to give her a problem. But then the shop keeper started talking.
“No, no—don’t just cup her—I need the measurements of her inner folds,” he told Sirex. “Part her outer lips and map the inside of her cleft!”
This time Sirex didn’t ask her anything—which made sense—they had to start acting less like partners and more like Master and Sex Slave, Phoebe reminded herself. But all the thoughts flew out of her head as he murmured in her ear,
“Spread your thighs wider for me, baby. Let me get inside.”
Heart pounding, Phoebe obeyed him. She bit back a moan as she felt him part her outer pussy lips and then two long fingers slipped into her inner folds.
“Be certain you map her pleasure pearl as well,” the shop keeper said bossily. “It’s very important for the three-part harness that I have exact measurements of that area.”
“I’m going to pet your Goddess pearl baby—going to slide my fingers around your little clit,” Sirex growled in her ear. “Be a good girl and spread a little wider so I can be sure to touch you all over.”
Moaning softly, Phoebe did as he asked. As the vibrating nodes at the tips of his fingers began circling her clit, she felt her pleasure starting to build again.
No! she told herself. No, I can’t let myself come! I can’t…can’t do it. I—
But as his fingertips slid around and around her aching clit, she knew this was a battle she was going to lose.
“Please, Sir!” she moaned softly, bucking her hips involuntarily and trying to squeeze her thighs together. “Please, if you don’t stop I’m going to…going to…”
But just as she was begging him to stop, the shop keeper—who was standing to one side, said,
“Keep going. I almost have all the information I need.”
“Sorry, baby—I can’t stop,” Sirex growled in her ear. “You’re just going to have to be a good girl and stay open for me.”
“But…but I’m afraid I might come,” Phoebe moaned. She was filled with a mixture of shame and desire—a burning need to let the orgasm building inside her burst outward was warring with the need to keep her dignity and not come in front of her mentor.
“It’s all right if you come.” His voice was unexpectedly soft. “It’s okay, baby—just spread your legs and let me pet your soft little pussy. I won’t think any less of you for coming on my fingers while I stroke you. Now open your thighs for me.”
Phoebe found she couldn’t disobey his command. With a moan of pure embarrassment mixed with desire, she parted her legs again, giving him free access to her throbbing clit.
“Good girl,” Sirex rumbled in her ear. And then he started stroking her again, circling around and around her tender, aching button, building the pleasure once more as the vibrating nodes and his long fingers teased her unmercifully.
Phoebe tried to hold back—she really did. But this time there was no stopping the orgasm which had been hovering over her like a storm cloud about to break. With a gasp, she felt her pussy start to spasm as the pleasure that had been threatening to overcome her suddenly broke free.
“Oh! Oh, Sir!” she cried, forgetting the shop keeper was nearby—forgetting they were in a public spaceport—forgetting everything but his long fingers inside her and his big body surrounding hers. “Oh, I’m coming—I can’t help it! I’m coming!”
“Come for me, baby—it’s all right, let it all go and come,” he growled softly. “Come nice and hard on my fingers while I pet your sweet pussy.”
Phoebe couldn’t have stopped coming even if she’d wanted to—which she halfway did because this was so embarrassing. But at the same time it was so arousing—finally being touched so intimately by her mentor. It was the exact thing she’d been dreaming about for ages!
“Good girl,” she heard Sirex rumbling in her ear. “Good girl, just let yourself come…” And all the while he was continuing to stroke around and around her aching clit.