I was on the verge of just saying "fuck it" and going for what I wanted, but I held back, wanting to soak in this domination act.
This moment was one of a kind, and I was gonna savor it for all it was worth.
I took a deep breath, steadying myself to maintain the act of sympathy and control.
"Alright, I see it now," I said softly, my voice a mix of empathy and command. "Show me again where, I can't see it, it's dark here."
She took her hands below, between her legs, and tapped with one finger on the entrance of her yin flower.
"Where?" I quickly pressed my finger on her finger, forcing it to shove inside.
She moaned out faintly, her breaths now long and slow as I could hear them clearly echoing in the confinement of the walls of this well.
"Does it hurt when I touch it?" I poked more, and didn't let her finger go.
She was not protesting at all, letting me press harder.
"You didn't answer me."
She shook her head.
"Is the itching gone now?"
She shook her head again.
