<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/iGTTE.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Character's Name:</strong></span>Johara Qussandei<br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Location:</strong></span>The Starting Point tavern, Jack's room<br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>With whom:</strong></span>Jack<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Valuing freedom like she did, Johara had never been one to wish for the sort of power that would allow her to completely control or dominate another individual in real life, especially after some of the things that she'd seen, but trying it out purely in a consensual and erotic context was quite intoxicating. Perhaps it was the fact that she was getting a taste of the forbidden and the debauched without actually having to deal with any of the repercussions or moral dilemmas, or maybe it was just the excitement of trying something new, but Jo was really getting into it.<br/><br/>Wanting very much to bring Jack to the edge and to hold his own climax in the palm of her hand, so to speak, she sped up her rocking motion even further, focusing more now on grinding her engorged clit directly against his frenulum. Like an experienced equestrian, Jo payed close attention to every subtle hint - voluntary or not - that her lover's body gave while she rode him, bringing him right to the edge before slowing down just enough to keep him there.<br/><br/>"Ah, ah, ah!" she murmured teasingly while leaning down to trap Jack's other nipple between her teeth, her own nipples and breasts dragging pleasantly against his stomach, feeling every imperfection left by the scars which he'd suffered. Jo gave the pink little nub a flick of her tongue while still making sure that she was only sliding over his manhood at an agonizingly slow pace. Then she bit down hard on Jack's nipple with a growl and tugged on it briefly as she pulled away, getting back into a sitting position atop of him.<br/><br/>"Not until I allow it!" she murmured domineeringly, or at least as domineeringly as she could manage. This sort of thing was still brand new to her, but Jo was embracing it as much as possible, finding that she was getting almost as turned on by it as Jack was.<br/><br/>Before she could even think about or realize it, she even found one of her palms stinging from having harshly slapped her lover right across the side of the face. For a moment, a jolt of fear and guilt paralyzed Jo as she feared that she'd gone too far, and she was just about to jump out of this new 'character' that she'd adopted and start apologizing, but she caught herself before doing that. Instead, she mustered up all of her courage and confidence and attempted to own up to her actions instead, hoping that she hadn't just scared her companion off by veering off the deep end.<br/><br/>Queerly, even the pangs of doubt and nervousness that Jo was experiencing only added to her arousal, and she desperately wanted to slip him back inside of her...so much so that she grabbed Jack's cock and held it upright so that she could sit on it before even registering whether he'd reacted negatively to the slap or not.