audition

[mjeevas]

The scene was dressed up like something out of a domestic advertisement. It was fake and showed a glimpse of something he wasn't actually offering, but there were enough snatches of reality in between to leave the future uncompromised. It wouldn't be anything this clean, this hopeful. The rooms were flooded with light and whatever warmth the

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[mjeevas]

It had been hard enough to hold on to the pretense of indifference when she'd first walked in with the apron barely covering her. It was impossible while she moved through the kitchen, visibly struggling to ignore the spectacle she was making while she searched through the kitchen for things that never seemed to be in the right place. The fact that she tried to be composed at all made it more interesting to watch and he wanted to make this harder on her just to see what she'd do. "A chocolate cake is fine," he told her, carelessly, not minding if she knew that he didn't really care about the cake.

"Tell me what else you know how to do," he suggested, putting out his cigarette and stepping away from the counter. "What kind of housewives do the people here raise?" He wanted her enough to stop this, the entire game that he was weaving around the audition, but at the same time he didn't want it to end. It wouldn't be as attractive to fuck her without forcing her to go through something first and the way she treated this just made the desire to embarrass her grow.

He wanted to drag the apron down over her breasts but instead he waited for her to bend again before stepping in toward her. Catching her hips in gloved hands, he touched down to her thighs while sliding to his knees behind her. Leaning in, he pressed his mouth against her bared sex, reaching around her to catch a handful of the apron and keep her bent low as he dragged his tongue over her cunt.

[namednotdeath]

"What the-" Katherine swallowed the rest of her objection and took a deep breath. She could probably force him off of her, but that would lose her any chance of her being picked after this stupid audition. She had to cooperate with his attentions and answer his questions, she could figure that much out. Clearly the cake didn't matter at all, except as a way to distract her, or to blame her for failing at after he stepped in.

That made the questions he asked more important, so Katherine took another deep breath and did her best to ignore the sensations of intrusion and pleasure that he was currently evoking. "I can manage an estate to insure that it's as profitable as it can be. I can read, and my penmanship is sufficient for formal letters. I can clean well enough." Although she was used to having servants around for all of that. She could also manage a sword in a duel, but that wasn't a housewife-relevant skill and it therefore wasn't one she had to tell him about right now. Besides, she was finding it harder to keep focused, so the list she'd given would have to be enough.

[mjeevas]

She was answering his question but he didn't really want an answer. The words were tucked away in the back of his mind, thrown off as something he could replay later when he wasn't so turned on by the way she stayed in place and let him take advantage of her. He tongued her recklessly, licking along her slit before letting go of the apron and pulling back to hold her open. He wanted to break her composure and unravel the allure he felt for her. A challenge was worth paying attention to and he said, "Okay," as if pretending to listen was really all that necessary.

His fingers went to her clit, stroking her lightly before leaning in to lick her a second later. His mouth closed around and he sucked on her while pushing her thighs apart. The heels turned him on and he wanted to rub the damn shoe all over her but he reached up to run his fingers over her again while he rubbed his face against her thigh. "Show me how well you can clean," he told her, looking into the cabinet she'd been reaching into. Reaching between her thighs for one of the pans that'd been inside, he dragged it closer to the edge of the shelf. He went for his pocket next, and pulling out the bottle of lube he'd messed around with earlier, he dribbled lube over the pan. "Lick it clean."

He didn't wait to see if she would. Instead, his mouth went back against her, kissing her greedily before his tongue slid into her.

[namednotdeath]

Katherine stared at the pan in shock and a lot of discomfort, this wasn't...acceptable. She should pull away, she knew, march out of here and stop this farce now, but she couldn't admit defeat, not now. And there was the fact that what he was doing felt really good. Her arousal under these circumstances embarrassed her, but also helped. If she wanted to win (and she did really want to win) then having pleasure push her to stay was an advantage.

She squirmed around him (which only increased the dull glow of arousal), then nodded. She was trying to hide her face from his view as she lowered it as much as she was obeying him, although the brightness of her cheeks went nearly to her ears. Her tongue slipped out, brushing the pan to collect some of the lube on it, but as she brought it back into her mouth she couldn't suppress a shudder at the feel of it in her mouth. Her self control snapped at that, no longer able to ignore the fact that she was crouched on the floor in only high heels and an apron, licking lube out of a pan while he licked at her.

"I...please," she said although she didn't want him to stop with the sexual contact. She just wanted all the rest of it to end. She didn't like these games of humiliation, particularly as she now could no longer avoid feeling that humiliation. She pushed the pan back, occupying herself with pushing her hair back behind her ears while she waited for response, trying desperately to reassemble her shattered dignity.

[mjeevas]

There was something attractive about how she squirmed and he wanted to keep making her squirm and just to feel the way she rubbed against his face. She didn't pull away from him and it only encouraged him to hold her hips, fingers sinking into her skin as he held her in place for his mouth to lick into arousal. When he finally let go it was to explore the truth of her virginity, his fingers slipping easily inside of her after, as if the decision had been made by the lack of it. Her please was still heavy in the air but its effect fell apart easily when she didn't continue.

Fucking her with his fingers, he watched her. The way the pot had been pushed back didn't really matter. He didn't care very much if she kept licking it as much as the fact that she actually had. "Don't move," he said after a moment, his fingers slipping out of her while he moved to his feet. His hand pressed down on her lower back briefly as if to make sure she stayed. Even just staring at the way she was crouched down made him want to lick along her spine. He wanted to coat her with the cake batter and lick her clean again but instead he stepped away from her to walk to the kitchen table.

A careless collection of toys had been left on top, not very discreetly, and he came back to the counter with a vibrator in hand. "I'll let you finish making the cake in a moment," he told her.

[namednotdeath]

Katherine's cheeks flushed when she realized that she missed his fingers in her, and also that she hadn't moved while he was gone. This couldn't...she couldn't just keep letting this happen. But a large part of her was excited about what he would do next, and she wanted to find out what he was going to do with the object in his hand. "Maybe I should finish the cake now," she said, pushing herself up and back on her feet.

This charade was ridiculous, and she was ridiculous for having considered actually giving in for any time at all, let alone squatting on the floor, waiting for him to put his fingers back in her. Better to focus on the little domestic tasks instead, the ones that might show her to be the kind of 'wife' or servant he was looking for, rather than simply showing that she could obey orders. She couldn't, or, rather, she didn't like the idea much of being someone who would, at nothing more than his gentle say-so.

She concentrated not on the risk of being thrown out for disobedience -- which would be beyond humiliating, and she couldn't say way whether that would make the choice she'd made to stand a bad idea -- but on the recipe for the cake, because there were enough steps that maybe if she had a moment to consider it she'd be able to pull herself back together to a point more than she was at now, at least. (Or maybe he would repeat his order, and go back to making her feel so good. Katherine couldn't honestly say that she would prefer dignity to pleasure, but she wasn't in the mood for being honest with herself just now.)

[mjeevas]

Catching her by the arm, Matt bent her back down. "I'll let you finish the cake in a moment," he told her, dragging the vibrator over the curve of her raised ass to her waiting sex. He half wanted to stop what he was doing and drag his tongue over her again but that's not where they were in the game anymore. "I want to see how well you do with an extra challenge first." The vibrator hummed to life and he led it over her opening, letting go of her arm to reach between her thighs and keep her spread while he teased her. "It'll be a bit like the heels, it'll distract you but it'll also make it more interesting for me to watch you."

Slipping the toy into her just made him want to press his dick in instead. Shifting the way the vibrator was held inside of her, he dragged his fingers along the crevice of her ass to stroke her asshole, the thought of screwing her ass while she had the vibrator inside of her twisting lust into something strangling. He let her go though, holding her arm again while pulling the front of her apron low enough to squeeze her tits through the opening at the neck. His hand slid over them, stroking, catching one of her nipples to rub it lightly while he leaned in to bring their mouths close.

She looked disheveled and nothing like the girl that'd first answered his question in the other room. He preferred it, his awareness of the cameras still caught in every way he touched her.

"You can go back to the cake now." His words managed to be careless, as if he hadn't been violating her since she walked back into the apartment dressed in nothing but the apron he'd left to objectify her.

[namednotdeath]

Katherine whined deep in her throat when he pushed the vibrator into her, shifting to get it settled where she wanted it. He'd pretty much undone her, this was no longer in any form for her about her dignity as she leaned into the touch on her breasts. She kissed him back for as long as their lips stayed together. If they were going to have sex she wanted to just have sex, not keep playing these silly games. And if they weren't going to have sex then she wanted to be able to do the tasks he assigned her in peace.

She rose, though, slowly, shakily. She was aware of the vibrator in her body, and her thighs clenched together, feeling the lack of underwear and her wetness along with the high heels and his eyes on her. She walked carefully back to the counter, mixing the ingredients together and pouring them into the cake pan. She heard the cheery beep of the oven as she realized that she'd forgotten the sugar, emptying the contents of the cake pan back into the mixing bowl to add it. At least, she thought'd she'd forgotten the sugar. It was increasingly difficult to concentrate on the cake, even with only knowing about his eyes being the ones on her. That was more than enough.

[mjeevas]

He was intoxicated by the sight of her. Her attempts to finish the cake all went to his cock, dragging lust into a frenzy while she threw the batter back into the bowl, looking flustered and unfocused. He wanted to lick at the heat of her skin and let it devour him but he reached in to dip his finger in the batter instead, smearing it down her back. He licked it clean a moment later, still too close when he turned to rest against the counter. "Are you sure it's missing something? It'd be embarrassing if your cake ended up inedible because you put too much of something in."

A hand reached out to stroke her breasts, thumbing a nipple as if to make sure she was aware of all that lust crawling beneath the skin, his knuckles dragging down her stomach before falling away in the guise of carelessness.

He doubted the cake could really mess up that easily but it was more appealing to toy with her than leave her alone. For a moment he wanted to knock the pan over and send her running for another just to make her cross the room with the vibrator inside her. The thought felt like it would drive him insane with want but he pushed it away and took the mixing bowl in a tense move, throwing the batter back into the pan. He handed it back to her, turning her back to the oven. "Put it inside."

[namednotdeath]

"Too late now either way, but I did...believe it needed more sugar."

Katherine could hardly be unaware of the lust, either his or her own. The awareness wound through her and coiled in her groin, making it entirely impossible for her to do anything but cry out when he licked her back. She ached to push back against him, to make him touch her in something more than a tease.

She wasn't certain that the cake was sufficiently mixed when he handed it back to her, but she obeyed, hoping it would still taste fine. Even taking the few steps to the oven with the vibrator in her were torture, had her hands not been holding the cake pan she would have been sorely tempted to adjust the vibrator inside of her or touch herself in other ways.

She opened the oven to slide the pan in, then took a shaky step back as she closed it. She turned back towards him, really hoping that he planned to actually do something with the state he'd put her in. Holding his eyes, her hands went to her apron to untie it and let it fall to the floor. "I presume I don't need that any longer," she said, body trembling with nervousness and arousal.

[mjeevas]

The apron fell to the kitchen floor and she was right. She didn't need it. In reality, she never had.

The cake was easy to forget about entirely, mostly because he'd never cared to begin with. Whether or not she could cook wouldn't be decided by a cake and he'd been more interested in watching her through this facade, captivated by the way she looked so exposed and aroused. "No, you don't need it any longer," Matt agreed, picking up the bottle of lubricant he'd dropped after making her lick the pan and he set it on the counter before turning her to it and pressing her against the edge. "You look much more attractive when you're not wearing anything at all," he told her, though the sight of her in heels was still making him ache with desire. "If I married you I'd force you to always be like this."

Dribbling lube on his fingers, he moved them to nudge against her asshole, one of them slipping inside of her while he pinned her to the countertop with his body. "I'm going to push the vibrator through here," he said, moving a second finger inside of her. "And I'm going to leave it inside of you while I fuck you." Fucking her ass with his fingers, he leaned in to lick along the curve of her ear. "Tell me you still want to win."

[namednotdeath]

Katherine took a shaky breath, feeling his fingers in part of her while the vibrator stayed where it was for the moment. She wasn't sure what she wanted, beyond the momentary. Actually being his wife would be an altogether demeaning experience, Katherine was positive. She also thought she rather ought to be objecting more to his treatment of her so far, rather than simply making it clear that she would go along with whatever he wanted. But on the other hand, she couldn't hide that his treatment of her aroused her, that she wanted the momentary pleasure he was offering. It was weakness on her part, but at this point she felt she'd done so much that she may as well see it through the audition. It wasn't like she had any more dignity to lose.

Katherine was also intensely competitive. She might not think she wanted to marry him, but she also didn't want to lose. She squirmed around on his fingers. "I want to win more now than before," she said, because that was the truth.

[mjeevas]

He made a sound that might have been a laugh while he kissed down her neck, her hair and sweat against his lips, and continued to fingerfuck her. Lust was monstrous, choking down human decency into nothing but the need for satisfaction and he didn't think he could hold out much longer from the need to have her. Inhaling the smell of her skin, he slipped his fingers out of her and gripped her hip instead, stepping closer behind her to drag fingers down to stroke her clit, caressing her despite the way dragging it out was driving him insane too. Easing the vibrator from inside of her, he took a step back, barely glancing at it wet from her cunt, before easing it slowly into her asshole.

Licking the back of her neck, he undid his belt with the other hand, not caring what it said that she wanted to win after this. "You've been doing pretty good. I would be surprised if you stopped before it was all over." He didn't free his dick yet, waiting until the vibrator was inside of her to turn her back to him.

[namednotdeath]

 Katherine let him turn her, pressing her eyes closed for a second before she opened them again, taking in the kitchen and the strange sensation of the vibrator in her ass.

She spread her legs apart as she faces the counter, her body doing everything it could to tell him these she was ready for him.

Katherine was still struggling with the mental implications of continuing to move forward with this, with the fact that he apparently saw in her her unwillingness to quit. (Or perhaps he simply saw her readiness to be fucked, which Katherine supposed was also quite possible.)

"Why are you looking for a wife?" she asked, the question an afterthought but still something she hadn't been able to figure the answer to from his actions. "And why like this?"

[mjeevas]

His hands went to her hips, dragging them against the edge of the counter as he cornered her against it. Kissing her was easy, his mouth and his hands attracted to her skin and the curves her body as it pressed against him. He didn't move for a while, drinking in the way she felt and taking in her question.

"I need to be married to get a job I've been working for." One hand slid down to caress her thigh, slipping along the inside as he rubbed himself against her. "And I tried this conventionally first. It was boring and I didn't find anything attractive about any of the people I met." Turning her to face him, he kissed her mouth, his tongue slipping into her mouth to stop any further words and use her need to be fucked to make his need for her ache a little more to be inside of her. "Now most of the people I see are attractive."

They were attractive in their submission and their desperation and the way they felt against him like this. Pushing her up on the counter, he dragged Katherine's legs around him while he slipped into her waiting body, kissing her lips briefly until he was completely inside of her.

[namednotdeath]

Katherine kissed back, shifting to let him slide into her easier. She wasn't entirely distracted from thinking, her body's reactions a pleasant hum that encouraged her to brace her arms against his chest. Her legs wrapped around him, and when he stopped kissing her she went after him for a moment, before she asked her follow-up question.

"If you've found most of the people you've seen recently attractive, then why are you still looking?" Not that she objected, but she wanted to know what about the other people he'd seen he hadn't sufficiently liked, so she could get a better sense of his expectations.

She badly wanted to know what sort of job would require someone to get married for it and wouldn't care who the applicant married, but that was secondary to all of her other musings, and she also thought it was the sort of question that was likely to be considered too nosy.