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 ï>¿Told to strip...  for no reason by TheBlushingPrincess

   Part 3

   She leans over and caresses my cheek.  "You're pretty," she says.

   I'm truly flattered.  Coming from Sophia, that's high praise.  I get a
little tingly.

   She casually grazes her right hand over my left breast and nipple.  I
get a little more tingly.

   Then without warning, she mounts me.  She's fully dressed and I'm naked.
And she's on top of me, straddling my waist.  She is not fucking around.

   "Reach up and grab the bedposts."

   I freeze.

   "Kelly.  Reach up and grab the bedposts."

   I look into her eyes.  I do what she says.  I'm all stretched out.

   She smiles.  "Have you ever been tied up?"

   "Um, no." I hadn't.

   "Good to know."

   She just keeps looking at me.  She takes her fingers and circles my
nipples.  I don't dare move my hands.  Her fingers feel incredible.  She
just keeps circling.

   "You know what I think, Kelly?"

   "Um, no.  What?"

   "I think you like to be humiliated."

   "What???"

   "Yeah.  I think it turns you on.  I think you like to be dominated and
humiliated."

   Her fingertips on my nipples are making my eyes roll back into my head.

   "Um, ummm..."

   "So do you?"

   "Do I what?"

   "Do you like to be dominated and humiliated?  Does it turn you on?  Does
it make you wet?"

   She pauses.  Then adds, "Don't answer."

   She reaches a hand behind her and touches me between the legs.  I
squeal.

   "Obviously it turns you on."

   I can't say anything.  I'm bright red.  I'm trying to hold still, but
she must feel me grinding against her jeans between her legs.

   "Open," she says, gesturing to my mouth.

   "What?"

   "Open your mouth."

   I do.  And she takes her fingers, wet from my pussy, and puts them in my
mouth.  I'm in shock.  Fuck.  She plays around in my mouth with her fingers
for a moment, and then pulls them out and goes back to caressing my
nipples.

   She chuckles to herself.  "Well, now we have a whole new ballgame, now
that we've established that you're a sub."

   "A sub?"

   "Submissive.  You like being dominated.  You like being told what to do.
And I think you like being humiliated."

   "Um, I don't know..."

   "Well, let's spend some time finding out."

   She hops off me.  I pull my hands away from the bedposts and cover my
breasts.

   "So let's see," she says, deep in thought.  "What would sweet Kelly find
humiliating...?"