a blurb about roger fucking demanding you to strip for him in front of other people. just a thought...
okay this fucking concept im a wreck
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“Strip”If you hadn’t been straddling Roger’s lap, you would have wondered if you’d heard him correctly. You glanced around the room. On one side of you Brian was lounging on the couch, absorbed in some sort of science journal that you’d have no hope of understanding. On the other Freddie and Deaky were halfway through a game of scrabble, arguing over the legitimacy of whatever word had just been played. Roger bounced his knee to bring your attention back to him.“Oi.”“Are you serious?”“Do I sound like I’m joking?”You shook you head, gulping at Roger’s tone.“So why aren’t you stripping?”“The others,” you said in a small voice, cheeks burning as the pit in your stomach tightened with desire.“Don’t see what the problem is. They already know what a slut you are. You think they haven’t heard you? The way you fucking scream for me, the whole country must have heard you.”Your thighs clenched around Roger’s legs, making him laugh.“You like that everyone knows, don’t you? Get off on it.”“No,” you said quietly even though your body was saying the opposite.“No? Remember last night? When you were bent over my lap, dripping wet while I spanked you? Course you remember. It was your idea after all. Fucking begged me to spank you so hard you wouldn’t be able to sit for a week.”You shifted on his lap as you recalled, wincing slightly with the movement.Roger hummed, “Knew you’d remember. D’you also remember that Bri was in the room next door.”You looked over at Brian who was resolutely staring at the page. Your thighs clenched again and Roger brought his hands to them, gripping them tightly as he continued speaking.“Because, as I recall, every time I told you to be quiet you got louder. Now, that would be understandable if it was just during your spanking, I didn’t go easy on you after all. But even afterwards, when I had my fingers in your tight little cunt, you couldn’t keep your fucking mouth shut. Told you Bri was gonna be able to hear you and you got louder. So fucking desperate for everyone to hear what a slut you are.”You whimpered as you tried not to grind down on Roger’s lap.“No point denying it. So now, when I tell you to fucking strip.”You grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it over your head.
