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After a few months of seeing her, Trinity had learned some things with Mel.
Like how she couldn't form words when properly stimulated, just make high, desperate whines of need.
Like how she could be so obedient for Trinity when given the right incentives
Like how she was so eager and sweet, and how much she enjoyed being pulled down and debased and made desperate (something she over explained a little after the fact)
How much she enjoyed losing control
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So it was, after a long shift, and karaoke, and Trinity have a couple of drinks whilst Mel nursed a single shot of rum in coke, they went back to Trins place and fucked. Trin had been learning that Mel enjoyed the kinkier, more submissive side
“It just feel nice, you know, to…to not be in charge. Anymore” she had said one evening after Trin had had the awkward but necessary “are you ok with this” talk about the rougher kinds of sex she had slowly introduced to Mel, outside of the enthusiastic consent of those doe eyes and desperate whining that occasionally managed to form the word “please”
Trinity edged Mel first with the wand, then the strap, and finally her fingers, keeping Mel desperate and needy and oh, oh, oh so fucking close she could taste. Blushing and desperate and trying to ask as her words failed her, how close she was. Mel might have sworn a feather could have taken her over the edge as Trinity slowly, gently, removed her digits from the other woman's needy cunt to a symphony of incoherent desperate whines
“Poor Mel” Trinity said, grinning. “what is it?”. She watched the thirty seconds it took Mel to form the syllables.
“Please…please can i cum, please” Mel finally managed
Trinity put her hands on her hips, cocking her head the side as she considered Mel, like a cat considering a mouse.
“Hmmmm…i wont stop you. But…no. You don't have permission”. Trinity looked at the empty need in Mel's eyes and drank it in.
“W-when” Mel managed, her hands holding the headboard lest they stray to her clit, an area she was intensely aware she couldn't touch, she didn't want too…she wanted to be good for Trinity…”please…please”
“Poor needy Mel” Trinity said, allowing her self a lick of the Mel's snatch, generating a gasp and a solid and rare “fuck”. “When i think your ready…but not tonight” Trinity said, smiling
They cooled off a little, showering. Trinity marveled at how needy Mel stayed. It was more then her wildest dreams. Mel who usually needed her space on the bed spooned Trinity and even ground a little against her, trying to satisfy the need she had been left with
Trinity smiled. This would be fun
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The following morning Mel, who was not someone Trinity would have accused of being rude or selfish, was extra keen to be helpful. She made breakfast for them both, coffee, and then practically begged to eat Trinity out
“Please, please” her desperation clear. “I want too”. Trinity could have sworn Mel looked hungry.
“Poor Mel” Trinity said, enjoying her position, her foot gently rubbing Mel's pajama covered cunt “so forward. Hoping for something?” god the way Mel blushed at that, squirming like a puppet on her foot. Trinity knew exactly what Mel wanted. Fuck she was adorable.
Trinity carefully pulled down the shorts she slept in, just enough to leave her cunt bare. Somewhat awkwardly she kept her toes rubbing at Mel's crotch. Trinity was sure she wasn't being super effective, but needy, worked up Mel just seemed to fall deeper in to desperation from it.
“Come on then”.
Mel got on her knees, crawling over to go down on Trinity's cunt. Trinity couldn't help but think about her unkempt bush next too Mel's full, but carefully trimmed hair. Trinity expected it was something sensory for the girl who now began to give gentle licks. Trinity preferred to top, although she had let herself go for Yolanda a few times, but sweet little Mel had only seen the part of her that made that girl moan and beg and fucking whine so desperately.
Trinity grabbed Mel's head. She was enthusiastic, no surprise considering what Trinity's brushes with denial had shown her it could motivate her to do, but not necessarily skilled. Still, Trinity awarded points for effort, and took a hold of Mel's braid, directing her. “God Mel, aren't you a good girl” that made her work harder. Poor needy Mel had a hell of a praise kink (something Trinity was only too happy to work with).
Even with her lack of experience, Mel was quickly working Trinity to her orgasm. Looking at her, messy, going down, servicing Trinity, her tongue on her click and up and down her slit. Fuck, who wouldn't be needy to come in the same position. “Fuck Mel…your such a good…little…cunt…fuuuuck” so close, but she wanted to keep it going “licker…fuck…for me…….huh”.
Trinity was about the see the face of fucking god as Mel kept up her enthusiastic assault. Trinity was getting distracted but now and then still managed to rub the sweet things cunt with her foot, and Mel was wet as they came. She grinned. All that pleasure she was getting and Mel could only dream off. Fuck that was hot
“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck”
Thank god huckleberry was off getting farm benefits. Trinity felt she could get used to this eager obedient Mel