Washington D.C. Series 2:4 - Eva's Final Discovery

Eva stepped around Brent, positioning herself right behind him. She could feel her body tingle as she moved toward him. With a swift movement, she grabbed his hair hard and pulled his head back.

“What do you think, slut? Do you think you need to learn to do what you’re told?”

Brent gasped, “Yes. I’m sorry.”

“That’s my good boy.” Eva soothed in his ear. “Put your hands behind your back.”

Brent complied immediately placing his hands behind his back and his wrists together. Eva smiled, amused at his eagerness. She took one wrist and slid the silk fabric around it forming a sturdy knot. Picking up his other wrist, she wove the tie around it until both wrists were firmly bound together. As she pulled the final knot tight, she heard Brent let out a soft moan. Satisfied with her handiwork, she moved back in front of him.

“Since you chose to misbehave, I don’t think you deserve to have me yet. Not until you learn I’m the one in charge now.”

With that, Eva turned to Elizabeth McCabe. She was already standing, she knew. Eva moved closer and pulled her into her arms. Her mentor’s hands slid up her back and their bodies touched. Eva’s body exploded with passion as their lips touched again. Her tongue swirled over Elizabeth McCabe’s as her hands explored her body. It was her turn now. As their kiss was broken, her mentor whispered in her ear, “Let’s make him watch you.”

Eva groaned softly, it was exactly what she wanted for Brent. She wanted him to watch her, to see her cum, to see her with Ms. McCabe. Eva slowly turned in her mentor’s arms, turning so that she now faced Brent. She wanted to see everything.

Elizabeth McCabe’s hands slid down her body, tucking up under her skirt. Eva helped and pulled her skirt up further to allow her better access. She wanted Brent to see. Ms McCabe’s hands slid over the soft skin of her thighs then up further to the wet silk between her legs. Eva gasped as she made contact. She felt the gentle movements of Ms. McCabe’s fingers as they teased her through her panties. Eva moaned softly and let her head fall back against her mentor’s shoulder. Her fingers moved rhythmically over her clit and Eva found herself grinding back against her. Eva needed more. She let go of her skirt for a moment and slid her hands to her panties. Shimmying out of them, she let them fall to the floor beside Brent. With a smile, she pulled her skirt back up, revealing her naked sex to him.

As Elizabeth MCCabe moved her fingers back to Eva’s clit, she watched Brent. He was flushed now, his breathing ragged, his forehead beaded with sweat. His cock had been hard for over an hour now and was still staining in his pants. His arms were taught against the restraints but he remained on his knees as he was told.

Eva felt the fingers invade her-soft, knowing fingers stroked her. Eva felt her other hand snaking it’s way into her blouse, hugging her tight as fingers found her hard nipple. Eva gasped again. She was so close to coming. Watching the scene earlier, seeing Brent licking and sucking Elizabeth McCabe, tying his wrists together, knowing he was watching her right now – all of it had her so aroused. Eva spread her thighs more and moved her own hand down between them. As Elizabeth McCabe stroked her clit, Eva slid her own fingers inside herself. Brent groaned loudly at the sight. Eva moved slowly, stroking her fingers in and out of her dripping cunt, feeling her body trembling as she neared her orgasm.

Her mentor moved her fingers a bit faster, feeling Eva’s body reacting to her. As she stroked Eva, her lips found her neck and as she slid her tongue up Eva’s neck to her ear, she whispered to her, “Come for him Eva,” she said. “Make him watch you. Make your dirty little whore see you cum without him. Make him want you, make him serve you, make him yours. Cum for him.”

That’s all Eva needed to hear. With her eyes open and staring into Brent’s, she succumbed to the feelings. With a sharp cry, she came hard. Her cunt pulsing around her fingers as her body convulsed beneath Elizabeth McCabe’s touch. Waves of pleasure rolled through her body as she continued to come. She had never felt anything so powerful before and her body trembled with each pulse.

Slowly coming down, her mentor gently released her grip on Eva and their lips met once more, kissing softly. Smoothing her skirt back down, Eva turned to Brent. Walking toward him, she leaned down and kissed him just as gently, soothing his hair as she did. Then, standing back up, she moved behind him and released his arms from their binding.

“You may get up now. I’m done with you. Go clean yourself up and return to work. You’re not to touch yourself or make yourself come. That’s for me. It’s only for me. You need to wait and think about this afternoon,” Eva was interrupted by a deep groan from Brent. “You will wait until later tonight. I’ll deal with you then.”

With that, she dismissed him.

Picking up her panties and fluffing her hair, she gathered the Bradford files she had brought and sat down in the chair across from Elizabeth’s McCabe’ desk. “So, you wanted to talk about the case?” she asked with a smile.