Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 756

Chapter 756: Dance, Fingers and Her Pussy (r-18)

Pirouette combination. My hand steady at her waist, the other guiding her arm through the preparation. She spun—four rotations this time, faster, sharper—and I matched her timing perfectly, supporting just enough to extend her balance without interfering with her technique.

Except halfway through I released her waist.

She kept spinning.

Seven rotations. Eight. Nine.

I’d given her enough momentum and perfect enough balance that she didn’t need support anymore and enough stimulation that she was seconds from coming mid-spin.

She finished, stumbled slightly, and I was there—catching her before she fell, steadying her, bringing her back to center with my hand now fully inside her leotard, two fingers buried deep in her spasming cunt.

"I’ve never..." She was breathing hard, eyes wide, hips grinding shamelessly against my hand. "Nine rotations. I’ve never done nine rotations in my life... and I’ve never been this fucking close to coming on a man’s fingers while still spinning."

"You just did."

We moved through increasingly complex partnering. Lifts that required perfect timing and absolute trust.

Overhead press lift where I elevated her straight above my head, her body extended in a penché position, completely horizontal eight feet off the ground.

But then I threw her up another two feet and caught her again.

Just to show I could.

Just to show her what was possible with a partner who had perfect strength, perfect timing, perfect control and who knew exactly how to finger-fuck her dripping pussy mid-air without dropping her.

She was trembling now. Not from fear. From the realization of what was happening and from the edge of an orgasm she was being denied.

She wasn’t dancing anymore.

She was being transcended and ruined.

Every lift, every support, every moment of contact was showing her a level of partnering she’d never experienced. Never even imagined was possible.

The music shifted. Slower now. More intimate.

And I changed the choreography into something that would break her understanding of what ballet could be and what her own body could take before she screamed my name and soaked the studio floor.

Third Movement: The Masterclass 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

I guided her into a développé à la seconde—leg extending to the side, rising slowly from bent to straight, climbing higher until it was level with her head.

My hand supported her thigh, not lifting, just providing stability so she could focus entirely on the extension while my palm pressed hot and deliberate against the soaked crotch of her leotard, feeling every twitch of her swollen clit beneath the fabric.

"Higher," I said quietly.

She pushed further. The angle increasing past what she thought was her limit as I dragged one finger slowly along her dripping slit through the thin material, teasing the entrance without entering.

"You’re holding back," I murmured, hand steady. "Your flexibility is better than this. Trust the support and trust how fucking wet you get when I touch you like this."

She breathed, relaxed fractionally, and her leg climbed another impossible inch while her hips rolled shamelessly against my hand, chasing more friction.

"There. That’s your real line."

But I wasn’t done.

I traced my fingers down her extended leg—professional, anatomical—finding every point of tension then sliding them back up, hooking the leg of her leotard aside and sinking two fingers knuckle-deep into her slick, clenching cunt.

She released. Her leg floated another two inches higher as her inner walls fluttered hard around my thrusting fingers, a fresh flood of wetness coating my palm.

We flowed into an attitude promenade. Slow rotation, her standing leg en relevé, the other bent behind her in attitude position. My hands at her waist, rotating her through the full 360 degrees while she maintained perfect balance my cock grinding shamelessly against her ass with every slow turn.

She did. Her position transformed from good to exquisite as I fucked her deeper, thumb now circling her throbbing clit in relentless rhythm.

"Because it’s correct. Most dancers compensate with the wrong muscles. Once you fix the rotation, everything gets easier and your cunt gets even wetter."

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