#INTERACTIONS / dr. amelia graham.

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she kept a nice home , nice enough for someone of her stature. despite the stereotypes of city socialites , not everyone required a mansion to themselves. it spoke to the desperation of some that they needed so much space , such a large monument to their own ego. her home was spacious , yes , but intimate , closed off. a high rise with multiple floors , her office upstairs. with an evening of negotiation ahead , she'd hired the usual girl to watch her apartment , one who's eyes always seemed to linger on her , or something else. while not exactly paranoid , she'd still preferred to have someone there physically after all , that wasn't the only measure she'd taken: an array of cameras , capable of alerting her if something had gone wrong , or missing. and so it had. having slipped her shoes off , she quietly entered the hallway , observing through a crack in the door this strange woman with a leg propped up on her chair , taking every last inch of the toy she'd brought with her as if she lived there , that it was her private space. the environment surrounding them had finally become loud enough for her to creep into the threshold , waiting until just before she could notice the physical signs of pleasure rippling through her before she spoke , just to stomp on it a little more. " you little slut , " she finally said , arms crossed. " in my fucking office , too. " hours had been spent arranging things , keeping everything clean , ensuring they were placed just where they were meant to be. to watch someone she had been paying defile it like that: the door clicked shut as she approached , close enough to ensure that she could rest a hand on alison's knee , keeping her legs open so her cunt remained exposed to both the light and her. " couldn't even wait . . . " she whispered , right hand reaching gently along the hem of the woman's shirt to practically rip half of it down , until their right breast had been completely exposed. " it's okay — . . . you want to act like a whore in my house , i guess this is how you can pay me back. " dominating grip found its way over alison's breast , kneading it as she finally lifted a hand off her knee , only to take hold of the dildo she'd been using , leaving it inside her. " you can be my good little fucktoy tonight , can't you ? " // @fleshcd

[intimaecys]

" so fucking needy , " she whispered , finally arching her wrist to start pounding the woman's pussy with her own toy , letting it sink deep into her until she could feel the muscles in her legs start to twitch in need. it would be close enough. she could torture maxine all night , but she had been good and compliant for now , so she would earn her reward. fingers roughly twist at her nipples until they harden , playing with them , keeping her back straightened and leg propped up on the chair as she relentlessly stretched her new toy's pussy. " be a good slut and cum for me , then , " she commanded , chin on maxine's shoulder. " all over my floor , all over my hands . . . just let it all out for me , right in front of the window. "

maxine could feel goosebumps erupt against her skin as the other woman toyed with her breast. she hummed at the pleasure from her breast, but the toy inside of her was giving her next to none. “i’ll be a good girl, ma'am,” she promised, wanting to climb closer to her orgasm again. she wasn’t sure how this would go down, but she needed a release. she had been so close before she was walked in on. so she placed a hand in between her legs, her thumb pressing down against her bundle of nerves. she softly moaned at the pleasure.

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she had nothing to gain from ruining this girl's life , maybe she didn't intend to. she didn't need to know that , though. letting the toy rock in and out of her , she couldn't help but watch. " uh - huh . . . " she whispered , leading the girl back until she could come to rest against her desk , kneading at her breast and toying with her , expression still cold. " that's not the kind of answer a good girl gives , " and as she spoke , the movement of the toy inside her intentionally slowed , strokes shortened until they were barely noticeable. " you can be a good girl for me , can't you ? " before she'd finished speaking again , she'd already roughly pulled the rest of the girl's top down , so both breasts could slip out , open for her touch as she'd cornered her against the desk. " besides , you're not leaving until i've used you all the ways i feel like using you. " eventually , though , she stopped teasing her , pulling the dildo completely out of her until it dripped onto her floor. " and . . . to earn that , " she gestured at the dripping toy now on her desk , both hands free to roughly grip both of alison's breasts. " i haven't cum yet. " one hand remained at her chest , the other crept around the blonde's throat. not to choke , just to remind her. " get to work , slut. "

ALISON'S CRUSH ON THE WOMAN was a small one, but not so small that it didn't keep her from fantasizing. at first, it was just small things she came up with before bed that made her cheeks redden, but eventually the sexual frustration of it all had her doing something she'd been embarrassed of when the idea first entered her pretty little head. she didn't know about the cameras - if she had, she wouldn't have done this at all, especially not in amelia's office. her thighs were slick with her juices as she imagined that it was the other woman in control of the toy inside her. she was almost there...so close...and- " oh my... " her eyes widened and her face darkened, wanting to melt into a puddle and swirl down the shower drain. alison felt pathetic, standing there with her cunt exposed, widened by the dildo she'd been sliding in and out of her body. and only worse was the way amelia kept her there - humiliated. her words were stuck in her throat, leaving her there staring dumbly at amelia. she gasped in surprise at the way her shirt was pulled, her tit bouncing out, nipple hardening from the cool air. " uh-huh... " she replied stupidly, lips wet with drool.

[intimaecys]

" you'd do anything for it , wouldn't you ? " fingertips clasped around the tip of her breast , toying with her hardened nipple until the whole of it came beneath her grasp again , chin practically rested on the woman's shoulder. no , seeing her beg like this wasn't enough yet. while the toy stretched her , it slid back and forth slowly enough that it granted no friction , only barely enough stimulation to keep her expression twisted like this , so close but so far away. " tell me what a little slut you are. tell me how badly you need me to let you cum , why i should even let you at all. "

maxine’s nipples became erect as amelia continued toying with the exposed breast. her other swollen breast tumbled free when the fabric of her clothes were pulled away. she had been so close to orgasm when amelia walked in, but she could feel it ebbing and flowing as amelia continued rocking the toy inside of her, but not enough to bring her pleasure. “yes, ma'am,” she begged, wanting to hit her orgasm. but this time her body refused to allow her that. “please, ma'am. please,” she repeated. she attempted to rock her hips to give herself pleasure against the toy.