He nods, eyes not leaving the scene playing out in the room. “And maybe the room, too. Someday?”
Even asking me that question has me fucking dripping. I reach over, pressing my hand over the bulge in his pants, and his head snaps toward me. It’s hard to tell in the low light, but his eyes look blown out already and I grin.
“Shit, I’m sorry. I’m still not, you know, used to?—”
“Do you like this? Me holding your cock in front of all these people?” He looks around the room. At least twenty other people roam the area, watching the shows. He nods and my firm grip pulls a moan from him just loud enough for me to hear. “Your words, Puppy. Use them.”
“Yes, my queen. I… I like this. A lot.”
“Do you want them to watch us?”
“Really?”
“How does it make you feel, the thought of them watching your enormous cock and how well I take it?”
“You sound like my shrink asking about my feelings, Sunshine.”
“Theo talks about your cock?”
“You know what I mean.”
I back him up against a wall so he’s facing the paddle room before I drop to my knees and kiss his hard-on through his pants. “Re—uh—my queen? Are, should we, are you—” His head rocks back against the wall as I unzip his pants.
“Watch them, Chase. Watch them nice and close. If you look away from them, I’ll edge you all damn night. Do you understand?”
“Yes, my queen.” His eyes remain glued on them as I massage him, leaving more kisses and teasing nips. Feeling him squirm at every touch. I reach into his boxers, freeing his thick, stiff cock, and licking the bead of pre-cum from the tip. It brings the sweetest moan to his lips. “Oh, shit. We’re doing this.”
“Good boy, now, put your hands behind your back, and don’t fucking touch me, do you understand?” He nods. The instant my tongue touches the tip again, his hips jerk forward. “Tell me what they’re doing, Chase. Describe it for me.”
I take his cock deep as he fights hard not to look at me, describing the ongoing paddling scene taking place in front of him as he pants. I’m not ready to make him come yet, but he doesn’t need to know that. His hips thrust forward again, making me gag. The people around us move about, watching me take this pretty cock that I fucking own, whispering about us. I release him with a loud pop and he whimpers, begging me not to stop.
“You taste so amazing, Puppy. How’s the plug?”
“It’s, uhm, weird.” He tries to tuck his dick back into his pants, but I slap his hands away.
“Keep it out. Let them see your magnificent cock on display. Let them crave what they can’t have.” I slide my finger up the shaft and watch him shiver.
I follow his eyes as he searches the crowd. He’s unsure at first, a normal reaction. But with each person staring at him, licking their lips at the sight of him, the more confident he becomes. It confirms my suspicion that Chase Cooper has an exhibitionist kink.
I stand, taking hold of the leash that hangs around his neck and pull him down to me. “I should make you take off your pants and crawl in front of all these people. Show them how obedient you are and let them see that pretty plug in your tight ass.”
“I will do anything you ask, my queen.”
“And that’s why you’re mine.” I run my fingers over the letters on the collar that spell out Good Boy in diamonds. “Another time. Let’s go have some fun.”
I walk him down the hall, watching his cock bob as we make our way through the crowd to the room I reserved. As soon as the door shuts and we’re alone, he pushes me against the wall, kissing me hard and grinding his cock against me, desperate for release. He pulls back for a breath and I slap him hard against the face.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, my queen.”
“It’s okay, Puppy,” I say, like I’m talking to a child or an actual dog while I unbutton his shirt and pull it from his shoulders. “You’re just a little eager, aren’t you?”
His groan turns into a growl as my nails drag down his chest, leaving angry red marks. He looks at me with eyes so dark I can only make out a sliver of blue. If I gave him the command, he’d fuck me so hard I’d scream loud enough to hear me over the DJ. But that’s not why we’re here. I push his pants down his thick, muscular legs so he can step out of them. Licking my lips, thinking about what it will be like when we let people watch. When other people stare at this beautiful specimen of a man as he rails me.
“On the bed, on your hands and knees. Put the pillows under your chest.”
He turns around, looking around the room for the first time. There’s an enormous bed in the center with restraints on the posts. Two walls have thick, red curtains hiding us from the people outside, while the other two have various toys decorating them. I go straight for the paddle, not wanting to waste any time.
“Okay, you’re going to count for me. I’ll keep them light for now. We can work you up to where you’re comfortable later, right?”
