Flash moaned as she sat down and speared herself on his cock. She was wonderfully tight and Jason was almost certain that she had a few extra muscles<em>down there</em>, and they flexed to show him a good time as she settled into his lap.<br/><br/>“You are a very eager fuck, aren’t you?” Jason asked as Flash tried to move, but he held her down for a moment and just enjoyed her tightness. “Don’t you know that in a dance…” he took her arms and arranged them behind her back – wrists crossed – where she obediently kept them while his hands played with her breasts “…it’s always the man who leads?” he asked. She shot him a look: pouty, a bit angry, but also full of need and he slowly started moving his own hips, giving her little thrusts.<br/><br/>She moaned in synch to his movements, but clearly she wanted – needed – more than he allowed her so far. “You are a wild cat.” Jason told her, not without admiration in his voice. “And some day I may let you run free. But for now…” he took her by her breasts, a nipple pinched between each of his thumbs and forefingers. “…you will be<em>tamed</em>,” Flash squealed a little at the pain. “you will dance to my tune,” She winced a little more as he started pulling upward…until she caught on and moved along to alleviate the pull. When he had almost raised her off his cock, Jason stopped and reversed the direction, forcing her down on his cock again. “and you will fucking<em>like it</em>!” He announced and Flash groaned as she impaled herself on him again.<br/>