The tip of the horn pushes against me as she offers me praise and rubs my back. I hug around the pillow, moaning and biting the fabric. When the tip finally pushes through, I throw my head back and release a wail followed by a string of swears.
“You’re okay, baby. You’re doing so good,” she coaches, holding my hips the way I hold hers.
“More!” I yell out. The euphoric bands of electricity shooting through my fingertips as my toes curl. “Fuck your filthy whore, my queen!”
She rocks her hips, thrusting with short, shallow rolls of her hips. “Atta boy, taking my cock so well, aren’t you?”
It’s not enough, I need more. I rock my hips, pushing my ass against her. “OH JESUS! OH FUCKING FUCK!”
“Color, Chase?”
“Fuck me harder! I’m green. I’m green!”
“Do you want to take it all? Every inch of me in your pretty, tight ass?”
“Yes, my queen.”
I’ve died, and ended up in the weirdest, kinkiest, most fucking phenomenal sex heaven. She sets a slow pace, not wanting to hurt me, and every word she says to me is laced with the rush she’s getting from this. I’m lost somewhere in between pain and pleasure, as I hug the pillow harder and push back onto her.
“We need a mirror so you can see how pretty you look right now, letting me fill that pretty hole of yours while you fall apart..” Her hand travels up my spine and into my hair, teasing and playing. I let out another primal groan into the pillow and she smacks my ass again. “You’ve got a greedy little cunt, don’t you, Puppy? Now, let go of that pillow. I need your beautiful voice to pray to me.”
“Y-YES MY QUEEN! Oh, shit!”
I push onto my elbows, taking over the power dynamic and fucking my own ass while I jerk myself off. I can’t hear myself screaming because of the roar in my ears, but there’s soreness in my throat. My fingers dig into the sheets so hard my knuckles are white.
“I’m… I’m gonna?—”
SMACK!
“AHH, FUCK!” I scream out. My head whips back and my scalp stings from how hard she pulls, but fuck, I love it. The dynamic shifts again as she forces my head down and takes over again, slowing down her thrusts and rolling her hips at her own pace.
“Do you need to use the safe word, Puppy?”
I shake my head into the mattress. “Don’t stop! Harder! Please, my queen?”
“Good boys beg for their asses to be fucked, Mr. Cooper.”
“Holy shit. Please keep fucking my ass? Please? You feel so good, baby. I need it. I need your big cock in my ass!” I no longer have control of my words, letting them pour out and hoping like hell they’re the ones she wants me to say.
“That’s better.” Her calm voice sounds jarring against my wild, unhinged screams. “You like that thick cock in your tight little ass, don’t you?”
“Y-YES! OH FUUUUUUCK!” I shout as she slams into me again and everything inside me tightens. Shockwaves shoot through me and detonate fireworks in my vision every time her hips slam against my ass.
I’m worried I’ll pass out until she yanks my head back again. I’m fisting the sheets as I rock with her, finding the rhythm so we’re no longer fighting one another for control. She has it, she always has. I can’t stop, though. Every inch of me burns for her. The tightness in my stomach will give way soon, and my fist can’t pump any faster.
“Please! I’m gonna… I wanna come. Please, my queen?” Her hand comes down on my ass again and I damn near come, but she has fucking rules and I’m trying like hell to follow them. I let out another strangled cry of ecstasy just as her hips rock and thrust into me again.
“Such a good boy. Can you hear how pretty you sound while I fuck you? While I own your tight little ass.”
I’m shedding every last shred of control, losing parts of myself in the most primitive, animalistic way I can imagine. My mind becomes static, my vision becomes a snowstorm. Her voice cuts through the noise in my mind as she whispers, “Let go for me, Chase.”
Her fingers find my hand. I scream her name one more time, throat hoarse and tight as ropes of cum shoot onto the bed, the pillow, my chest, fucking everywhere. The world goes black.
Her voice sounds far away as she tells me how good I did, soothing me, rubbing my back. I’m too far gone to open my eyes, drifting away into my mind. Not a care in the world because she’s here, and she’ll take care of me.
When I open my eyes again, I’m on my side with a clean blanket over me. She’s holding my head in her lap, combing her fingers through my hair and singing softly.
She didn’t lie—that was the best orgasm I’ve had in my whole fucking life. My hands reach around her waist as I nuzzle into her soft belly. I’m exhausted and could sleep for an entire week after that.
