In The Bank Manager's Cupboard - Part Twenty-one

Karin was not long returning to the bedroom, she
promptly unlocked his room and breezed in cheerfully,
waving her keys as if to promise unlocking him. She
pushed David back onto his bed. She stepped out of her
panties and climbed astride his face saying, "I'm very
sticky, clean up the mess." With both hands she held
her vaginal lips open, and tensing her muscles she
positioned herself just above his mouth. She ordered,
"Tongue."

He licked out her vagina, nearly gagging as he was
forced to swallow male semen from her recent encounter.
Karin taunted David, "If you were a real man, you would
be allowed to do it, not just clean up after." She
reached down and grabbed both his ears, then wiped
herself back and forth over his tongue. Commenting, "As
a flannel excellent, as a man useless."

She climbed off and ordered David to turn over. Picking
up her keys from where they had fallen to the floor she
unlocked him and unstrapped him completely. She rolled
him onto his back again and once again sat astride his
face, this time facing his feet. "This is known as
Queening," she said as she let her weight fall upon his
face, her anus on his mouth. "I think you can
understand why!"

David, feeling totally subjugated, could understand
that!

Karin ordered. "Worship me, that's a good little
flannel, and I'll give you your reward."

David, now familiar with how to worship Karin, pushed
his tongue deeply where it had been before, just as he
had in the afternoon. As he did so he felt her touching
his penis lightly. Her fingers playing with him like a
pianist tripping lightly over a piano keyboard. This in
itself a frustrating kind of pleasure, and he thrust
his hips up to meet her hands. Trying to gain
fulfilment.

Karin relaxed back onto his face, and let David do all
the work. He could barely reach her fingers, yet he
constantly thrust upwards gaining so little for so much
effort. Karin almost laughed at the idea, he was being
made to tease himself.

He was brought to the verge of orgasm, and then she
slapped his prick back and forth, painfully stemming
his eruption. She repeated the process again and again
and David thrust his tongue desperately into her,
hoping that it would earn him the ultimate reward. His
penis became red and sore, just as his buttocks had
been that afternoon.

Denying him any release, she climbed off and
instructed, "Cold water, and then bed. Behave
yourself."

David couldn't see her amusement as she locked the door
on him. His light went out seconds later. David lay
there in sexual torment, his organ pumping, he
desperately wanted to touch it. But dare he? Eventually
he took the risk of wanking, thinking that Karin must
have gone to sleep. He was instantly on the verge of
orgasm, but the light came back on. Realising that
Karin was almost certainly now watching him he went
over to the bidet and splashed himself with water,
until his erection eventually subsided.

As he returned to the bed, the speaker announced,
"That's a good boy, now don't ruin it, behave
yourself." The light went out again and David lay down
and tried to sleep. He tossed and turned restlessly.
Then he felt something silky against his face and he
realised that Karin had left her panties in his bed.

David held the silky garment up to his face. He
inhaled, and by the scent alone his nose located the
gusset. There he found the smell of her sex, and he
sniffed, like an animal in heat. The scent of her was
more than he could take, and he took hold of his
throbbing erection, and started wanking furiously.