Harley released a soft moan after Arias roughly tugged at her collar. She raised her head, knowing he was looking down at her. Biting her lip, she showed a sensual, pleading expression as she softly asked, "More~," her playful voice making it clear that she was eager for more.
"Oh? Is that so?" Arias asked rhetorically, tugging at her collar gently.
In the next mont, his hand switched from tugging to gripping her entire neck, pressing firmly on the sides. Harley let out a light gasp, but a mischievous smile remained on her face. Arias looked at her, pondering what to do next.
He had t plenty of odd won in his ti, but Harley was certainly one of a kind. Her idea of "anything" was likely literal, so the possibilities before him were endless.
"How badly do you want this lesson?" he asked mockingly, tightening his grip on her neck.
She felt her airflow constrict as her head grew light, her restraints adding to the helplessness that gave her a sense of euphoria.
"So, so bad. Give it to your lil' clown slut~," she giggled in response, not holding back on the dirty talk. In fact, she said it proudly, as if being Arias's slut was a title she wore with pride.
The authenticity of her words only made it more arousing. She had a knack for getting n to let their primal urges take over.
Arias, however, didn't forget that he was trying to ta this lust-driven beast before him. So, after hearing her plea, he released her neck and grabbed onto her hair. "Then follow like a good little pet, to sowhere more comfortable."
Harley didn't resist as she was led to the bedroom by her hair. With it being in the next room, the journey was short, but Harley enjoyed every mont of it.
He let go of her hair just as they reached the bed, allowing her to stand in anticipation, unsure of what would co next.
The key to controlling Harley was providing her with new addictive experiences, ones that helped her forget the past she was trying so hard to bury deep inside.
"Stand straight and stick your chest out for ," Arias instructed, slowly circling her and eyeing her body.
Harley, blindfolded, had no idea what to expect. His slow steps around her made her even more anxious, the anticipation of the unknown thrilling her.
Without warning, Arias stopped in front of her and traced his hands along her skimpy top. Harley's breathing imdiately beca heavier.
Sensing her growing anxiety, Arias heightened the tension by ripping open her top. The sensation of the fabric tearing stung her skin, leaving minor red marks.
Arias, however, didn't pay it any mind and simply observed her modest but perky breasts, her nipples standing at attention.
He gave them a gentle squeeze and tugged on them slightly, making Harley tremble at his touch as a soft moan escaped her lips. "Mmm, do you like my breasts, sir?" she asked, giving her chest a playful wiggle.
But the answer she expected didn't co. A girl like her, in such a state, was clearly seeking approval and attention. The more a man wanted to do to her, the better. Her slutty talk and submissive attitude were designed to drive him to dominate her.
In fact, it was *her* who was in control of the situation, making the man believe he was dominating her when in reality, he was just being strung along.
It was a strange dynamic, but she was likely doing all this to get Arias to dominate and pound her hard.
But Arias wasn't going to do that—because that's what she *wanted*.
Allowing it would an admitting he was a slave to the flesh, like most n. Unfortunately for Harley, Arias was anything but.
Without warning, he moved again, running his hands over her ass cheeks, giving them subtle squeezes through her barely visible shorts.
"I'm disappointed with how you prepared for this lesson. Being my little slut, I expected more from you, but this... this is just plain," Arias comnted, sounding bored. But in that mont, he delivered a sharp smack to Harley's ass cheek.
She let out a pained moan but still enjoyed every mont of it. "I guess you'll have to punish ~," she offered playfully, wiggling her ass to tempt him further.
But Arias maintained his facade. "I don't think you deserve even that," he muttered, causing Harley to look slightly worried.
Before she could voice her thoughts, Arias grabbed her neck from behind, making her stand on tiptoe. His other hand ca forward to give her breasts a firm squeeze before following it up with another smack.
Her perky breasts stung and reddened, but she didn't utter a single word of complaint.
Arias smirked and slowly slid his fingers into her tight shorts, rubbing at her soaking wet cunt. "Is this what you've been craving? Huh, my little clown slut?"
The dirty talk and aggressive actions had Harley lting. She bit her lip, grinding her hips against the fingers moving inside her shorts. "Yes... I've wanted you to teach more~ Use this body however you want."
"Then here's today's lesson," Arias whispered as his eyes gave off a faint glow.
Harley, blindfolded, couldn't see it, but she suddenly felt as though her nipples were being tugged separately, even though she could feel his hand on her neck and the other in her shorts.
As if that weren't enough, she began to feel a constant flickering sensation over her clit, causing her body to tense up as an unforeseen orgasm hit her hard, making her limbs grow weak.
The mont Arias let go of her neck, she slumped to the floor. Before she could say anything, Arias brought his fingers, soaked in her juices, to her lips and made her lick them clean.
She sucked on them earnestly, as if in a daze. Once she was done, Arias held her chin and spoke.
"Next ti, show sothing *really* interesting. Otherwise, I might get bored of you. Does my little slut understand?" His tone still carried the weight of dirty talk, but the underlying ssage made Harley even more aroused.
The idea that she hadn't done enough was like a challenge, one she was eager to undertake. She wouldn't even realize that, instead of trying to bait him into fucking her, he had turned the tables, making her work harder for him.
"I understand, sir~"
It was a twisted reversal that hadn't yet dawned on her, but Arias was already looking forward to further training.
"Good. There's a lot you and I can get up to. Don't let that potential go to waste—rember that as you go to sleep tonight," he advised, walking away without bothering to help her remove the cuffs or blindfold.
The fact that she had gotten ready on her own was enough to prove she was capable of getting out of them. Knowing her, she had probably even practiced it.
Arias smiled to himself, already thinking of the sches Harley might try next ti to impress him.
*The training is always tedious, but the reward this ti is definitely going to be thrilling,* he thought, wearing a wide grin.
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