Sofia Pt. 01

I was amazed at how, being only 18 years old, she talked about teasing men out of their money as if it were an art form. But I was really turned on by this ability of hers and how passionate she was about it. I could see how those inexperienced young guys would have almost no chance against her, especially when her methods were accompanied by such a splendidly attractive and irresistible appearance.

And I will not deny that, as she was telling her story, I even fantasized, at times, about having her do something similar to me. I imagined myself in that nightclub-like place with her wearing the tight mini dress and high heels she had described, spending my hard-earned money on her, buying her drinks and gifts while she drove me insane with her relentless teasing. The thought of it was indeed thrilling and exciting.

She had stopped briefly and was caressing her own beautiful legs gently, and then she continued, "Anyways, as I was telling you, I had lost track of how much he was spending, but eventually the $20 bill thing happened. And you just can't imagine how hot it got me to finally see that wallet completely empty, without a single bill left. His entire week's pay was gone, just like that!"

She snapped her fingers as she said that, and then she proceeded to proudly share how those events concluded: "And you know what I did then--to finish him up and bring him back to reality? I let him see how I tucked the $20 bill into the cleavage area of my dress--right between my breasts--and then I grabbed him by the back of his head as if I were going to finally kiss him, as if he had unlocked the ultimate reward. But my lips didn't approach his expectant mouth; instead, I placed them near his ear and said, 'Now fuck off and leave me alone.' And to make sure that my message came across as clearly as possible, I pushed him away with both hands and went back to my friends."

She laughed cheerfully as she said that; she appeared to be more excited than ever. Then she added, "I know how bitchy that was, but it almost gave me an orgasm, believe me! And then, seeing him frustrated, confused, and full of impotence--walking away with nothing but an empty wallet and a huge boner--made me so, so, so horny! But not horny for him, you know what I mean? I actually did want him as far as possible from me once I was done with his wallet, but it's the concept--what I did to him, how I teased and manipulated him into spending his whole paycheck on me--that's what really turned me on!"

She was, beyond any doubt, aroused by that point. And I couldn't help but imagine that she was probably getting wet too, something that, in turn, stimulated my own libido. And the truth is that I was seriously desiring her already. To me, she was not the babysitter anymore; she was this extremely sexy, dominant, bratty young woman that I wanted to do so many things to.

"Sofia!" I exclaimed, still astonished at her confessions and how excited she looked. "I would have never imagined all of that about you! But I'm not going to judge you if it's who you are or if that's something that excites you. We all have our kinks, and after all, it's not like you killed those guys or anything. But let me get this straight: are you telling me that you will continue using men just for your benefit?"

"You know what I really think? I think that they benefit from this too; it's not just about me. It's mutual. Take, for instance, Rob. He's a loser, but I give him a sense of hope--something to look forward to. I tease him now and then, and that's already way too much of a reward for someone like him. He couldn't have me in a million years anyways. And that guy spending his whole paycheck on me got to be in my company for most of that evening and got the tease of his life; he'll never forget about it. But he would have never experienced any of that if he had shown up with an empty wallet from the start."

She breathed in as she gracefully uncrossed her legs and crossed them the other way and continued, "Guys love it when I touch them or tease them, and that's a benefit for them, isn't it? Even something as simple as having my nails gently travel through the skin of a man can produce in him extremely pleasant sensations."

Her gaze held an alluring hint as she seductively asked, "You also agree about the nails thing, don't you?" I knew she was referring to her little tease from before and how I had been clearly aroused by it.

"If you say so." I sipped my beer and glanced away from her, to the TV, trying to avoid the question.

But she got closer to me again. "It's not just what I say; it's the truth. Be honest." She gave me a little taste of her nails on my arms, prickling my skin delightfully again as she confidently instructed, "Admit that you like this."

I looked her in the eyes while her silky-smooth hands started to wander tenderly through the side of my jaw. My cock started to get hard again. I really wanted to kiss her, but I wasn't sure if that was what she wanted or whether it was the right time to do it.

"Why is it important for you whether I like it or not?" I uttered.

"I just want you to be honest. I'm opening up today, telling you all these things, and you're not saying anything to me." She looked at me with a more serious but confident expression, while her fingertips tickled my skin exquisitely.

"Well, yes, I like it," I finally admitted. She smiled with pleasure while I inquired in return, "But what about you? Wouldn't you also like to be teased like that?"

"I don't know."

"Do you want me to try?" I asked flirtatiously as my fingers played with her hair.

"Do it."

I started caressing her arm while we looked at each other directly in the eyes. My fingers then went down to that toned, lovely waist of hers. I stayed in that firm area for a while before gliding down to her skirt and then to her legs, where I tenderly teased her from her thighs to her ankles, and then up her smooth skin again, slowly, up to her skirt, and then beneath it, softly scratching her inner thighs, trying to excite her as much as I could. She started to gasp in a noticeable way.

Her skin was tight and felt like silk; her whole body was just perfect. I hadn't been with an 18-year-old in ages, and probably never before with a girl as attractive as she was. Touching her felt like being in a whole new world.

"I can tell you also like it," I said, now myself playing the role of the seducer.

"I love it," she responded with a genuine tone.

My mouth started to approach hers, slowly. She didn't move back. She was smiling and looking into my eyes. She wanted it.

And so it happened. Our lips merged together. We kissed for minutes, starting very lightly and gradually increasing the intensity, until eventually our tongues were dancing with each other passionately.

While we kissed, my hand roamed the area under her skirt very gently, caressing her thighs and slightly feeling her underwear at times. It was heavenly.

I grabbed her by the waist and brought her on top of me. I moved her skirt up and pulled down her panties quickly while she unzipped my pants. We both seemed to be extremely turned on.

"Do you have a condom?" She asked.

"I'll just cum outside."

"Okay." She started kissing my neck, and then she removed my pants and underwear before sitting on top of me again as she removed my shirt.

We kept kissing passionately, and then she started teasing my dick with her tight pussy, getting me harder and harder, while I quickly removed her top and her bra. As soon as I saw those round, soft, rather large and enticing breasts, I began to fervently kiss and lick them.

I was ready to start fucking her, but I was also enjoying our foreplay.

She also seemed to be enjoying it, and, after a while, she got down on her knees on the floor. She looked at me seductively while she, very slowly, teased my dick with her fingernails. Her sultry lips were right near my throbbing cock.

As I tingled in expectation, she started to gently kiss the tip of my penis. Then her tongue came out of that beautiful mouth and began to lick it, from the tip to the shaft, to my balls, and back to the tip, very softly and sensually, while her fingernails caressed my inner thighs and stomach in an enchanting way.

"Oh, Sofia!" I exclaimed with pleasure as I looked at the ceiling.

"Would you like to have your dick sucked, sir?" She asked that in the tone she used when she was just the family's babysitter to me, and she laughed.

I responded in a similar tone: "Please do it, young lady."

And she did it. She put my dick inside of her mouth, expertly going down all the way; my whole dick was inside of her mouth! She sucked it like that for a while, deepthroating, while she teased my testicles with her soft hands. It was wonderful!

"Have you ever been blindfolded?" She asked while her tongue grazed the skin of my cock tenderly.

"Oh, I had forgotten how kinky you were! I actually never did, but I'm up for it!" I responded with excitement.

"I'll blindfold you with my bra." Just the thought of it made me vibrate inside.

She did as we agreed, and once my eyes were covered, I started to feel incredible sensations as she licked my dick, sucked it, and then teased it again while her fingers roamed my skin sensually.

What was remarkable about being blindfolded like that was that I couldn't know what she was going to do next--or where--which created an element of surprise that made her contact with my skin more exciting than ever.

For example, she would be kissing my dick, but suddenly she'd stop and not touch me at all, not even talk, for a few moments, while I eagerly awaited, not knowing what she was going to do next. Then, out of nowhere, she would surprise me with a torrent of sensual whispers in my ear, and then she would stop. After a few more seconds of no contact, she'd whisper and gasp in my other ear intensively, flooding me with a stream of tingles, just to stop again. And as I waited for her to whisper again, all of a sudden her tongue would lick my dick, making it jitter. It was a marvelous experience.

Besides, being deprived of my vision also seemed to enhance my other senses, generating even stronger sensations of pleasure.

"You're amazing, Sofia; I love this!" I said as she continued with her incredibly arousing performance.

"Give me a moment; do not remove the blindfold; there's another surprise," she said. I was filled with excitement as I heard her walk away.

A few moments later, I heard her approaching me again. She sat on top of me, and I immediately grabbed her by the waist. "Oh, you're back!" I started sucking her hardened nipples, blindfolded as I was.

"Enjoying?" She asked with a subtle laugh.

"Very much; let's do it now! Come, I need my dick inside your pussy already!"

"Wait. Listen to me." I sensed a less playful tone, which slightly worried me.

"What is it, girl?"

"First, remember these words: 'it's already in my email, so it's safe.'"

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Just repeat what I said; it's important," she instructed.

"Okay. It's already in your email, so it's safe?" I said, not completely sure about the exact phrase or what it meant.

"Yes, that's it. Now, look at this."

She removed the bra from my eyes and showed me her phone. A video was playing. A video of us! It showed everything that had happened only moments ago! It even seemed like we were actually having sex in that part where she teased my dick with her pussy, her skirt still on, covering what was actually going on.

It was filmed from very close, from her end of the sofa. Clearly, she had partially hidden her phone there at some point, without me noticing, and she had captured the entire scene in a worryingly high definition.

I started to get distressed and asked angrily, "Sofia, what the hell is this?"

She shushed me by placing two fingers over my lips. "Remember that phrase I made you repeat? I've already emailed myself a copy of this. Don't do anything that you may regret later; just calm down, and I will tell you what's going on, okay?" She said that in an imperative but soft tone as she caressed my face.

"Go ahead." I seemed to have no other option.

"It would really suck if this video were to come into the wrong hands, wouldn't it? Suppose your wife or that conservative and religious boss of yours saw it?"

A cold shiver ran down my spine. My wife and I weren't exactly on the best terms, and that video would certainly be grounds for a highly unfavorable divorce for me. And Sofia knew everything about my boss. It wasn't just him, actually, but most people at my company. An affair with a high school girl? Those people would never accept such a scandal. I would definitely get fired.

"Yes, that would be a disaster for me. Please, Sofia, tell me that this is a joke." I implored, the desperation evident in my tone.

"It's not a joke, unfortunately. But I promise you that this video will never be seen by anybody else, as long as you keep me happy." As she said this, her fingernails gently scratched the skin of my torso, and she started licking my neck in an extremely erotic way. I let her do all of that because it produced immeasurable pleasure.

I felt a strange combination of emotions: on one hand, I was angry, worried, and scared; on the other, I wanted her to keep kissing me, touching me, and arousing me with her magic touch.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"Remember how I told you that I like to have men serve me, that it turns me on?"

"Yes."

"Well, you are now officially one of my servants!" She said jovially.

"So, you will have me do your English homework?" My sense of humor was still intact, and my question elicited a subtle chuckle from her.

"You're funny," she said with a rather sarcastic tone. "No. You can do better than that. You are older, and you have a good job. You will serve me financially."

She got visibly aroused after saying that and even gasped slightly while she grabbed my dick and started playing with it again. It was still rigid as a piece of wood.

"You're so hard for me!" She exclaimed with a smile. Then she brought her lips to my ear and whispered, "You will love serving me. We will have so much fun together."

I enjoyed having her lips close to my ear, and in turn, I kissed her neck and face, almost instinctively. The mixed feelings remained, confusing me. It was disturbing that she now had the power to turn my life into a total nightmare in a matter of seconds, but yet, I did not have the strength to push her away; I wanted to continue enjoying her closeness.

"So, you were just playing with me before, Sofia?" My voice carried a tinge of disappointment.

"Not entirely, to be honest." Her answer sounded genuine, and she caressed my face tenderly as she said that. "But the truth is that, originally, I came here today with this moment in mind."

"You knew I was alone."

"Yeah."

"But why do you have to blackmail me like this, with something so dangerous that could potentially destroy my life? If you want to dominate me or want me to buy you stuff, I might be up for it," I explained serenely.

"Maybe you would. But I want that extra layer of control. And from the things I confessed to you before, you can probably imagine how hot it makes me to have this much power over you. And believe me, this will make it all much more exciting for you too, knowing that I can ruin your life in an instant if you ever fail to please me."

As she said that I got harder. And because she was on top of me, she felt it.

"See? You are already loving this," she said confidently.

"Maybe. Or maybe I just really like you. I don't know. But I've been feeling extremely attracted to you today; I got turned on the moment I opened the door and saw you. Why don't you delete the video from everywhere and we just continue having fun together? This is unnecessary," I begged.

"Forget about it. I'm the one who makes the rules." She spoke with a firm tone, pushed me away, and stood up. She quickly put her clothes back on and said, "Let's get you started with some of your tasks while I explain how you will be serving me. Where's your phone?"

I looked around the room and saw it on a table. "Over there," I said as I pointed to it.

As she walked away to get my phone, I stood up in order to look for my clothes and put them back on as well, but she quickly turned around. Then she ordered, "No. You sit down. And stay naked."

I stood frozen, unsure of what to do next. The whole scene was still oddly peculiar.

"You heard me. Do what I said," she reminded me of her previous instructions as she waited for me to follow through.

I figured that I was better off obeying her. I was still getting to know her methods, and that particular situation was not worth testing her limits. So I sat down again.

"Well done," she praised me and continued on her path toward my phone.

"Unlock it, and let me see the code," she instructed as she held my phone in front of me once she came back. She was standing next to me, fully dressed in her sexy and girly outfit again, while I sat on the couch, completely naked and with my dick still hard.

I unlocked my phone as she requested, typing the code slowly so that she could see it. Then I tried to grab her by the waist, aroused as I was--still desiring her--but she pushed my hand away.

"Hands off," she said. "Actually," she ordered, "I want you with your hands below your ass, palms on the couch. And don't even think about taking them out unless I say so."

I looked at her, as if waiting for a further explanation. I was still shocked; she had rapidly gone from a babysitter to a hot affair to a young dominatrix.

"Do I have to repeat every order twice? Do it," she said firmly but calmly.

I placed my hands below my buttocks, like she had commanded.

"That's a good slave." As she said that she started teasing my dick with her fingernails.

I stayed motionless, sitting as she had ordered, not wanting to disobey her, while her smooth fingers and polished rose nails played with my cock and balls. She looked at me in the eyes seductively while she showed me her tongue enticingly, making me desire her and driving me increasingly horny and frustrated.

"Stay still, like a good boy, or you'll regret it," she threatened me.

I really wanted to grab her, kiss her, undress her, and feel her soft skin against mine again, just like before!

But I didn't. I was still getting to know her, and I didn't know how serious she was about her threats. Would she really go and share the video if I kissed or touched her? It was hard to know, but it was too early to run the risk. The stakes were high, and a bad decision--even an impulsive decision by her--could ruin my life.

My best course of action seemed to be to continue resisting her torturous tease.

"Touch me and you're done for," she said, enjoying the power she had over me, while her hands stimulated my desire in a way that kept intensifying gradually. I started breathing with difficulty as I got harder and harder, precum started to flow out of my dick more rapidly, and my loins burned with uncontrollable lust.

After a while, my dick began to pulsate in a noticeable way. She looked at it for a moment, chuckled subtly, and stopped what she was doing.

"That should be good for now. Let's get to work," she said as she started typing on my phone.

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