Chapter 59: Proper Plans
"Yes, I love to hear you scream...scream for me more Aisha!" Denzel thundered as he hastened the pace of his hand, now rubbing her clit in a simple circular manner swiftly.
She was trembling immensely as he dragged her hair backwards further, her eyes completely rolled back as she squirted all over herself.
And then, Denzel took his drenched hand off her pussy and gripped her jaw while the other hand stoll pulled at her hair as her release gradually became to slow down. She breathed heavily, her lips trembling, completely wet.
As she stared into his eyes, he said.
"You sound so lovely when you scream... but I don’t want to just finger you...I want my dick in you."
His fingers brushed against her lips as he continued.
"Mmm... Tell me, Aisha, do you want that too...do you want my dick?"
Aisha gently nodded, her gaze still locked at Denzel’s as the last bit of tremble escaped her body.
"Yes...Yes Master."
Denzel smirked, pleased by her manners as he spoke.
"You’ve earned yourself an unbearable amount of gags... go on then."
Aisha, hearing this, whilst still panting heavily, smiled.
"Thank you, mas-"
Her words were cut short as he stuffed the fingers that he had used to bring forth her climax into her mouth.
However, she did not even struggle. She just let him do it.
"This building isn’t gonna be enough to contain your screams when I stick my dick in you...I’m afraid we might need to change locations."
With this Denzel finally took his finger off her mouth, letting Aisha speak.
"I suppose...you are right...was I that loud?" Aisha muttered, barely able to speak as she took loud heavy pants.
Denzel however, responded with a sharp spank to her ass, watching the ripple from her succulent flesh flow throughout her body.
"You really wanna be asking that?"
"Oh!" Aisha exclaimed in slight amusement as she returned a smile at Denzel.
"Hehe...I suppose you’re right...well then, how about you come over to my household. I do have a lot more furniture that needs moving."
Denzel, upon hearing this, dragged her closer by her hair as a soft gasp tore from Aisha’s lips. Their eyes locked against each other.
"I.. Let me think about it."
As she heard the confidence in him, she could only but remain silent as she patiently waited for a better response for Denzel.
"You go... go home, and when I’m chanced, I’ll come and see you at my own time."
’Yeah, that’s fine by me.’ Denzel thought inwardly, affirming his statement.
Aisha however, only could nod at Denzel. The once confident wife of the chief, reduced to a bare bitch in the presence of Denzel. His taming was almost complete.
Right then, a soft knock sounded on the door. Then a voice came from outside.
"Um, boss?" a voice called.
"Are you okay in there? I heard you scream."
’Ah, this is a bit of a problem. Seems I really should have taken the screaming factor to account...hehe.’
He turned back to Aisha surprised, because it had been quite a while since Antonia had called out from the door, yet Aisha had not replied.
Then suddenly a realization hit him.
’Is she not talking cause i haven’t instructed her to talk? So that’s it.’
Then he smiled as she stared at him using his head to gesture toward the door, signaling for her to reply.
Breathing heavily, she finally answered,
"Everything is fine."
Then Antonia replied,
"Are you sure?"
Instantly, Aisha turned her back.
"We’re fine. Get out of here already."
’She’s being so feisty,’ he thought inwardly as his hand gently brushed against her skin.
However, Denzel didn’t wait another moment. He pulled her closer to him.
Aisha reacted instantly, moving quickly and clinging to him as if desperate, her actions hurried and unrestrained. It was obvious she was struggling to keep up, her breathing uneven and her body tense with the intensity of the moment.
Outside the door, Antonia narrowed her eyes. She could clearly hear sounds coming from the room where Aisha and Denzel were.
’What the hell is going on in there?’
She lingered for a moment longer, still confused, before eventually walking away.
Gently, Aisha’s eyes closed as she remained in the moment, her breathing uneven and her body shaking slightly.
Finally, Denzel gently guided her away and pulled back.
"I understand, Aisha."
She lowered her gaze immediately, still trying to steady herself.
"Well then, I suppose I’ve made my point," he said calmly.
Aisha kept breathing heavily, nodding slowly as if trying to collect herself.
’I want to talk to him a little more,’ she thought, but only managed a soft mumble.
Denzel noticed her state immediately.
’She’s already overwhelmed,’ he thought.
He exhaled and said,
"I have a job to get back to, Aisha."
She trembled slightly, her thoughts conflicted.
’No... don’t go... stay a little longer,’ she thought, but she said nothing aloud.
Denzel continued,
"When I’m done with it, I’ll come meet you and I’ll teach you proper manners."
He gently tilted her chin up as he spoke.
Aisha hesitated, then gave a small, uncertain nod.
’Is that... okay?’ she thought faintly.
Denzel smiled, satisfied, as if he believed the situation was under control.
’This is only the beginning,’ he thought.
Then he stepped away and left the room, leaving Aisha alone.
She stood there for a moment, still shaken and trying to steady her breathing.
’Am I really his?’ she thought quietly.
The door shut behind Denzel as he stepped out.
He lifted his head with a quiet sense of accomplishment, like the day was only just beginning. For him, howvever, it was.
’Once my cooldown is done, I’ll move on to whatever’s next on the schedule today. Maybe try to find some alone time with Sophia. After that, I’ll prepare for the final act when I get home... and then, I’ll fuck either Mum or Sophia till the sun comes up...hehe...tonight’s gonna be a good night.’
