Little Doll

Chapter 2: Sweetest gesture

Mature content

Arabella

"Open your legs".

I bit my lip as he stood before me, a cigarette hanging from his lips as his tattooed fingers pointed at my still closed legs.

He commanded me like a puppet so I was now sat on his Queen sized bed completely naked with my arms covering my breasts and my legs closed to his eyes.

"Open your legs for me doll" he repeated again as he slowly slipped off his leather jacket.

I couldn't help but squirm in excitement as his face became angrier by each second I defied him. Of course, I loved being a good girl, a good girl just for him. But there was something that ignited an immense desire when I tested his limits. 

"You have one more chance to obey me otherwise I will punish that little pussy of yours until I own it" he growled out, his eyes full of hunger as he edged closer.

And just like always, I obeyed him.

Taking my hands off my breasts, I let my hands fall down to rest on my thighs and slowly opened my legs.

The corner of his mouth lifted up into a smirk as he gazed upon my exposed naked body and quickly lowered his cigarette into the tray.

I watched him intently as he walked towards me with a glass in his hand. 

Lowering my head in submission as he stood before me, I froze as his strong tanned fingers grasped my chin and forced me to look up at him.

"My good girl" he whispered with a sense of pride.

I felt myself get wet at his words. I wanted nothing more than to please him.

"Open your mouth".

He ran his fingers along my bottom lip before gently forcing my lips apart. But he didn't need to put much effort in as I was already obeying his previous demand.

Continuing to stare into his beautiful eyes, I watched him as he slowly tipped the glass and I shivered as ice cold bitter liquid hit my bottom lip. The bitter taste of alcohol slid down onto my tongue making me squint slightly at the unpleasant taste.

He let out a deep laugh as he slowly lifted the glass away from me and placed it down on the bedside table.

"Your disgust for alcohol pleases me little girl. I want you healthy and staying away from bad habits. But you also make me so happy because of your desire to please me. Now, because you were such a good girl I think it's only fair I reward you".

My nails dug into the thickness of the duvet as I realised what he was meaning.

And just like always, no words were needed.

His huge hands slowly pushed me down so I was now lying on the bed. He climbed on top of me with his infamous smirk, his hands sliding up my legs until he reached my thighs.

"Even though this is your reward, you do not cum until I say so. Is that clear?" he whispered into my ear in his usual stern tone as he dominated me the exact way he wished.

Nodding my head with urgency, I stared at him pleadingly before collapsing back on the bed waiting with nothing but excitement.

Biting my lip in complete lust, his arms looped around my thighs and spread my legs wide before leaning in close and -

Buzzzzzzzz

Letting out a loud groan, I rolled over in bed and frowned at the clock that said 9am.