Jessica froze as it seemed my words woke her up, but she was far gone because of what I slipped in her drinks. The wine hadn’t been poisoned, not in the way most people would think. I hadn’t slipped her a sedative, but something subtler, something that unraveled inhibition, peeled away her pride, and left her begging, whimpering like a needy slut wanting me to touch her.
“You have to earn it,” I whispered, teasing her further.
“H… How?” she slurred with her cheeks flushed red.
“Suck my toes if you want to c*m,” I commanded, my tone flat. I pulled away from her body, letting her hands fall uselessly against the sheets. I sat down at the edge of the bed, crossing one leg over the other, deliberately out of reach.
Jessica crawled, whimpering, as her need took over her. She took my toes i
