“Octopus.”
“Good, now get on your knees, and don’t make me ask you again.”
I lower myself. Every muscle in my body tense as I watch her toss a bunch of different things onto the bed. I want to peek, but I can’t, having trouble prying my eyes away from that dildo. It’s not huge or anything. In fact, I’m not afraid of it. I’m a little freaked out at how turned on I am, watching her walk around with her own cock. I glance around to make sure the curtains are all closed.
“Okay, now, if at any point you can’t say the safe word?”
“Tap your thigh three times?”
“Good boy. Let’s see how well you can follow some very simple rules. Open your mouth and tip your head back.”
I do, and when she spits onto my tongue. An instant later, I’m a moaning mess with my cock throbbing for her.
“Swallow like a good little bitch.” I do, locking eyes with her. She gives me a nod of approval and it’s not enough for me.
“I can do better!”
“I didn’t say you did anything wrong.”
“No, but you didn’t…you didn’t call me agood boy.”
The butterflies in my stomach kick into overdrive when she kisses me. She doesn’t even use her tongue! I want this woman unlocking all of my dirty little secrets. Praise, spit, choking, her dominating the living hell out of me and god only knows what else.
“Let’s earn you that praise. Now, spit on my cock and jerk me off.” She smirks.
I don’t hesitate, spitting into my hand and grabbing hold like I do this all the time. I mean, I do, but to myself. I’ve got my hand wrapped around the dildo, stroking it while I stare at her, waiting for more commands.
“That definitely earns you a good boy. Doing what I ask without questions. That’s trust, Puppy. I need to know you trust me before we can go too far.” Her nails on my scalp feel so incredible that my eyes roll back. “Did you play with the toys I left you in the bathroom?”
I hesitate and swallow hard, but she tucks her finger under my chin and forces me to look at her.
“N-no. I wanted to, but you didn’t tell me I could.”
“There’s my good boy.” Her nails drag across my stubble as my gaze flicks between her eyes and the pink toy bobbing in front of my face. “Have you ever had a cock in your mouth, Chase?”
“What?” I lick my lips, even though I try not to. “No. No, I haven’t.”
“Okay, we’ll go nice and slow. Open wide,” she says in that low graveled voice of authority. She slides the tip of the dildo over my lips before slipping it between them and rubbing it on my tongue. “I’ll give you pointers. Now relax your jaw and throat for me.”
I lock eyes with her, and she winks.
“Good. Now, if it gets to be too much, you tap my leg three times, right?”
I take as much as I can before I gag and she pulls it out again. I catch my breath while she strokes my hair.
“Color?”
“Green, my goddess.”
“Good, again.” I thought I’d hate this, but I don’t. I want more. More of her, more praise, more of everything. “You’re being a perfect slut for me, Puppy. If you suck my cock well enough, I’ll give you a nice little reward.”
I gag again, but not as hard this time, taking more of it than I could before. I’m weirdly comfortable doing this, even though I thought I’d hate it. Her hands slip through my hair, taking the power back a little at a time. She grips my hair tight, putting a little pressure on the back of my head to keep me in place.
“So pretty on his knees with that mouth around my cock. You like it, don’t you, Puppy? You like being a dirty boy for me, don’t you?”
I answer with a hum and a slight nod. I’m reminded of the dentist, when they ask a question while they’re hands in your damn mouth, only that never turned me on. Her hips rock back and forth as she coos my praise, building my confidence. I’ve never thought about sucking someone’s cock before. I don’t go that way, so it never comes up. This should humiliate me, emasculate me, not make me harder.
“Atta boy, suck that cock with your pretty mouth. Choke on it.”
