Hypno Harem 2: Harem-Scarem! by Morgan Wolfe

Author:Morgan Wolfe [Wolfe, Morgan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Publisher: BaST BOOKS
Published: 2015-01-25T07:00:00+00:00

$50 4 hand job

Emma resisted the temptation to toss it in his face, stand up and walk… walk where? To another subway car? She barely had fifty dollars in her $7.50 purse. She was no longer Dr. Emma Starke, Director of the Neurology Department at Templeton University. She was just a drab middle-aged woman in used clothes riding the subway to nowhere. The fact was she could use fifty bucks.

Emma summoned up nerve from somewhere deep inside. She turned and looked him in the face. She made herself smile. She heard her voice say, “Make it a hundred.” She saw the look of relief and gratitude that flickered across his face. He pulled out his wallet, gave her three twenties. “The rest… uh, after,” he mumbled.

She thrust the bills in her purse, resisted another temptation to stand up and walk off. The young man put away his magazine, but not before she caught a glance at what he’d been reading, if “reading” was the right word. This wasn’t Wired. It was Hustler or something like it and what he’d been looking at was a photo spread of a leather-clad dominatrix. His pants bulged tellingly.

In Emma’s brain gears meshed and tumblers fell into place. She looked at his face. She didn’t see aggressive male lust. She saw soft, almost feminine compliance. He was waiting for her to tell him what to do.

“Unzip,” she said curtly, amazing herself at how easily the words sprang to her lips, how effortlessly her larynx vibrated to just the right tone of seductive command.

Quickly, the young man pulled down his zipper. He looked at her again, as if uncertain how to proceed. He’s waiting for permission, she realized. “Take it out,” she snapped.

He complied, not that his cock needed much help, the crown already eagerly poking through the opening in his pants. It was circumcised, a respectable size. Somehow she knew just what to say. “Pathetic.”

He ducked his head in embarrassment. His cheeks flushed. He cupped his hands over his cock which, contrary to the rest of him, stiffened and pulsed with excitement.

“Absolutely pathetic,” said Emma, stretching out the words, curling her lips in contempt. The cock grew.

“Look at me!” she commanded. He looked up, a little boy afraid of punishment.

“Shameful,” she said, voice full of reproach. She had no idea what he should be ashamed of, but she had a hunch he was.

Right again. His cock was huge now, a nine-incher at least. The tip glistened, precum oozing from his slit. He was excited. God knows how often he’d ridden this subway, fantasizing that some busty dominant female would appear out of nowhere to publically humiliate him.

She repressed a laugh. Imagine anyone taking her for a…

For a dominatrix… The germ of an idea took seed in Emma’s mind. What if… What if…

“Please,” the young man groaned softly.

She turned to him. Oops! For a moment he’d slipped her mind. Sorry. The word died on her lips. Who was she to apologize to this worm?

“Shut up,” she snapped.

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