The first thing you need to know about Susie is that she has the world’s greatest tits. They were what you would call a good size. Not so massive that they drooped down but a perfect handful, well rounded and upright but still with delightful bounce in them when she walked.
The scond thing you need to know is that they were strictly off limits. No touching, no licking and definitely no fucking. Not even for me, her long suffering boyfriend.
"Not until we are married," was her mantra.
If there was ever a greater incentive to pop the question to a girl I have yet to hear it. My only concern was that her prudishness would continue after she had said "I do."
"Fuck it," I thought every time I saw her bounce towards me, or felt her breasts press into me in an embrace. "Those are definitely worth the risk."
I knew the engagement ring had to be good, she was high maintenance and only ever wanted the best. Fortunately I am well paid so was in a position to splash out a bit.
I went to a jeweller’s that boasted it sold the best in rare jewellery.
"Not just rare," said the jeweller. "These rings are unique."
He was an old man with a raspy voice and had an unusual gleam in his eye.
"Tell me," he said. "Tell me something about this young lady you want to marry."
"Well," I said. "I love her and want to marry her."
"Why?" he asked.
I was a bit taken aback by the question.
"Why do you want to know?" I asked.
"Because I want to make sure you get the right ring. As I said these rings are unique. They have certain powers."
"Powers?" I said.
"Yes, they have the ability to alter a person’s personality. Some in just a small way, making them less grumpy say. Others are more powerful. So tell me, if there was one thing about this girl you could change, what would it be?"
"Nothing," I lied. "That is why I want to marry her."
He looked at me with doubt in his eyes.
"Can you name anything about her that would explain to me why you want to marry her?"
I was dumbstruck for a moment.
"One thing," I thought.
Her tits were really the only thing. Perhaps her pouting lips that I was just aching to fuck. Or perhaps her pretty face.
"Her smile," I said lamely.
"You want to marry a smile," he said.
He was silent for a moment waiting for me to offer something more.
"Her personality," I said.
He smiled and leaned forward.
"She won't put out will she," he said. "Not before marriage."
Something in the way he said this disarmed me. It was almost as if this was a problem to which he had the solution.
"It won't change when you marry," he said. "It will be worse. She will own you, not the other way around."
Suddenly I knew he was right. I could see years of slavery in front of me. A slave to those tits with no hope of ever touching them, forever teased and tormented.
"I'm making a big mistake, aren't I?" I said. "I have to get out while I still can!"
"No, no," he said. "It would have been a mistake if you had not come here. I can help you."
"How?" I asked.
He reached down and unlocked a jewellery cabinet. From the cabinet he pulled out a beautiful diamond ring. It had a large stone in its centre and a number of other diamonds surrounding it.
"This," he said, "is the ring of no refusal. When she wears it she will be unable to refuse any command you give her. You say jump, she jumps. You say cook, she cooks. You say suck..."
I laughed out loud. I realised the old man had been teasing me this whole time. There was no such thing as a ring that changed people.
"Good story," I said. "You nearly had me there."
The ring was a nice ring though. The best I had seen. Perhaps it could be a ring of no refusal - if I gave her a ring that good she would be sure to start loosening up a bit.
"I tell you what," I said. "I'll take the ring anyway - even without magic powers. She is worth it."
"She will be," he said. "She will be."
"You know," I said as we made the transaction. "You remind me a little of Yoda."
That night I went over to her house. She was still only 19 and lived with her parents. Her dad answered the door. I could tell he had never liked me - too old for his little girl.
"She is in her room," he said. "You can go in but no funny business."
He went back to join his wife watching tele in the loungeroom while I knocked on Susie's door. Her room came off the lounge so I guess the parents figured they would be able to hear if we were up to no good. They also trusted Susie so weren't concerned when I shut the door behind us.
"What are you doing here?" she asked. She was dressed in pyjama pants and top. It looked as is she was getting ready for bed.
"At 7!" I thought. "God she is square! Maybe this is a mistake."
But at that moment she leant forward and I could see straight down her top to those magnificent tits. They rocked from side to side as she moved and I got hard just at the sight.
She stood up and I got down on one knee in front of her.
"I came to ask you to marry me," I said.
She opened her mouth in shock and then covered it to stifle a scream as I presented her with the ring.
She took it at once but said.
"I can't say yes," she said. "I am still too young. Perhaps when I am 35."
"35!!!" I thought. "Sixteen years!!!! I have to wait 16 years for those tits and even then she might say no."
She looked at the ring, delighted by its beauty.
"I'll wear the ring, though," she said. "So everyone knows you are mine."
She put the ring on her finger.
I was outraged.
"I am hers? Shouldn't it be the other way around."
"You know what," I said. "I have changed my mind. You can go jump for all I am concerned."
Suddenly she jumped in the air. She didn't even seem to notice she was doing it.
"Oh sweetie," she said. "Don't be like that."
"Why did you jump?" I asked. I remembered the jeweller at once but could hardly believe it. Had to be a coincidence.
"I didn't jump, did I?" she said.
"Yes, you did!" I said.
"What are you jumping around in there for?" her father called.
"Nothing daddy," she said. "Sorry!"
"Bend," I said.
To her surprise she bent over.
She kissed me on the cheek. She looked confused like she had no idea why she was obeying me like this.
"Lie on the bed," I said. She lay down.
"Don't speak for one hour," I said. This was my great test of her. If the ring really had no powers she would have resisted that one. It would rile her to be told not to speak by a man.
But she said nothing.
I began to unbutton her pyjama top.
She pushed my hands away but said nothing.
"Let me take your tits out," I whispered. I reached for her shirt buttons and sure enough this time she let me undo the buttons.
I slowly pushed aside her pyjama top to reveal the greatest sight known to mankind, Susie's tits. I reached for one and she slapped my hand away.
"Let me grope your tits," I said.
I reached out and this time got both hands on her soft flesh. I squeezed and rolled them in my hands. I had a massive erection forming.
"Let me suck your tits," I said. I reached down and took a nipple in my mouth and sucked hard. Her tits tasted fantastic and I switched from one to the other, squeezing, sucking and licking them all over.
Unable to control myself anymore I undid my pants and pulled out my cock. She struggled to put it back into my pants.
"Let me fuck your tits," I said. She stopped fighting.
I threw one leg over her chest then rubbed my cock in between her tits.
"Push them together around my cock," I said.
She looked disgusted but squeezed her tits around my shaft. I began to rock my hips back and forward trying not to moan and alert her father. I began to thrust harder and harder my cock growing and reaching ever closer to her face.
"Open your mouth," I said. She opened her mouth. I took my cock out from between her tits and pushed it into her mouth.
"Suck it," I ordered. She began to suck on my cock with a look of horror in her eyes. I took hold of the back of her head and made her sit up slightly. I thrust my cock into her mouth further and further.
I was forced to bite my lip to prevent myself from groaning as my cock reached the back of her throat.
"Lick it as you suck," I commanded. She began licking my shaft as it thrust harder and harder in her mouth.
I felt pre-cum oozing from my cock.
"Wipe my cock all over your face," I ordered.
She took my cock out and smeared pre-cum over her cheeks and lips.
"Suck my balls," I whispered. She leant down and took my balls in her mouth and sucked and licked them all over.
"Look at me," I said. She looked up at me and I could see the feeling of disgust in her eyes.
"You ain't seen nothing yet," I thought.
"Suck my cock," I whispered urgently.
She put my cock back in her mouth and I forced her head all the way down then held it in place. She moaned and then gagged, loudly enough for her parents to hear but I was too far gone to care.
I grabbed her hair and fucked her face hard, feeling my orgasm build.
She gagged again.
"What is going on in there?" her father yelled. Between the power of the ring and my cock in her mouth she was powerless to respond.
I heard her father’s footsteps approaching. I forced her head down as hard as I could as cum erupted into her mouth. She gagged and spluttered.
"Hold the cum in your mouth," I said. I kept my cock in her mouth as her father opened the door.
"What the fuck is going on!" her father screamed, fully aware of what was going on. It was hard not to be as my cock was still in his daughters mouth.
I pulled out.
"Answer your father," I said. "Tell him you love to suck cock."
"I love to suck cock," she mumbled with a mouth full of cum.
Her father hit the roof.
"Get the fuck out of my house!" he screamed.
I looked at him calmly. He knew and I knew that I was more than a match for him physically.
I wiped the rest of my cum over his daughters succulent tits and then tucked my cock back into my pants.
I then whispered in Susie's ear.
"Never take that ring off. Come to my house tonight. You are to be my sex slave. Call me master."
"Yes, master," she said, still with cum in her mouth.
I groped her tits once more and walked over to the door. Her father made way for me.
I turned to Susie.
"You can swallow now," I said.
She grimaced as she swallowed my cum. The look of disgust on her face was so strong you could almost feel the cum sliding down her throat.
"I have to give that jeweller a tip," I thought as I left the house.