Chapter 56: Disciple Aisha
’Well, that happened faster than I expected.’
He stopped completely when he landed on Aisha’s bare chest. Her breasts were already exposed, firm and pointing toward me.
She looked incredibly sexy. Her cheeks were flushed red, and her eyes flickered with heat. She had just pulled the hem of her dress down past her belly, exposing her breasts completely. She held onto the remaining fabric with both hands so the dress wouldn’t fall any lower.
While her eyes kept flickering as though she was truly searching for something.
All Denzel could mutter was
"um..." as he paused, taking in the amazing sight of her succulent breasts rising and falling with each breath she took.
Then she muttered.
"um, I believe I should get undressed before the massage takes place."
A smirk appeared on his face and he said,
"of course, well, uh... carry on."
Her eyes turned glassy, and a faint smile, a thrust on her face, as she lowered the remaining dress and revealed her plush nakedness.
Then she walked to the corner where the massage towels were placed.
Still moving with authoritative steps, she picked up one of the towels and in a single motion, wrapped it around her body to cover her nakedness. Then, she walked to the slab and lay down on it, just like Sophia had when he had massaged her.
Her breasts were squeezed tightly against the slab as she lay there, pressed against it, with the towel barely covering her as she tried to stay as modest as she could.
"I’m ready, Denzel." Aisha muttered as she relaxed herself on the slab.
Denzel, however, on hearing this, stepped forward towards the slab, only this time he had a glare on his eyes as he stared down at her vulnerable state.
"Huh? I guess some time away from me has made you less tame...you are seriously calling me Denzel?" Denzel muttered and upon hearing this, along with his tone,
Aisha’s heart instantly began to beat.
’What? Did I say something wrong?’
’ You should be calling me a master at this point. She needs to be duly punished if I do say so myself.’
He didn’t reply her. Instead, he reached over to the flaps where the oil fragments were kept, arranged at the side, picking up one of the conditioners. He tossed it casually in the air before taking off the oil cap and pouring it on his hand, rubbing the oil all over his hand to make him look like a professional while Aisha continued maintaining a glance at him as he prepared for his work.
However, as his eyes flickered down to her, she instantly blushed as her eyes flickered away.
’Nasty bitch. You have a perfect life, a perfect family, and all the money you need, and you still can’t get enough of this cock, can you? Where should I put my cock today? In your mouth or in your ass?’ he thought, staring at her as she smiled.
’Oh well, whichever one I feel like. I’ll do it.’
He traced his hand over her shoulders, gently rubbing them.
"Alright, let’s get to it." he said, his hand moving deliberately on her shoulders as he massaged her.
"Um, what part of you feels tense and needs to be massaged?" he asked.
Aisha replied.
’Uuu...very nice concerning question to ask’
"um, I would say I’ve been under a lot of stress, but the pressure is more in my lower back."
"Your lower back? Oh, that’s going to be completely fine." Denzel said.
’This bitch really is dirty, focusing on her lower back,’ he thought.
’Heh heh heh. She must think she’s in control of this situation...wrong bitch! You’re basically giving me the go-ahead. Do I do it squeeze her ass now or keep playing and make her crave it more? So many options. I really do want to hear her begging for my dick...’
’Imagine that, making a woman this prideful crying just to have my cock in her pussy....mmm, time to make that a reality.’
"Okay, yeah, well, let’s get right to it Aisha" he muttered, his voice innocent as ever, as he began rubbing her upper back and slowly caressed down to her lower back.
Even with his hands on her lower back, he could feel the curve of her plush ass. Her skin was so soft, softer than he had long yearned for, and he continued.
Until, finally, he muttered-
"Yield."
[Ding!]
[Skill is now in use!]
And instantly Aisha quivered for a moment, feeling a smooth flow of pleasure run through her.
"Oh my," she whispered, thinking,
’what was that? I believe he said something that sounded kind of...familiar.’ Her eyes flickered behind her as his hands rubbed her back.
Then his eyes hardened. When he caught her looking, he snapped.
"Did I tell you to look? Did I tell you to fucking look at me you horny slut?!"
Instantly, She turned her eyes away as Denzel stared down at her, his expression changing. Seeing her have the audacity to keep looking at him without his command began to get to him.
"Aisha, I asked you a question." he said as she softly gasped and turned back to him. She was still unable to answer as he continued rubbing his hands on her lower back and knee.
"I said, did I tell you could look at me?"
Aisha remained silent, trying to speak, but the pleasure building in her was too intense. She couldn’t talk.
But Denzel wasn’t the type to give a fuck. Right then, Denzel spanked her ass as he dragged out the towel which did its best to cover her plush shape and then threw it to the floor.
His hands landed on her ass again, this time between the center, and he squeezed. He couldn’t fully grip both cheeks her ass was way too big for his hands but he didn’t care. He took a ferocious squeeze, glaring down at her as he muttered.
"Speak when you are spoken to"
Aisha cried out and muttered.
"no, no, Denzel, no."
"Did I tell you could call me Denzel?" he shot back, and his hand came down again with another heavy spank on her ass.
’This bitch...is gonna get fucking punished!! She needs to be trained properly.’
