Spurred on by his praise, I bobbed my head as I stroked the base with my hand. His cock head swelled in my mouth, and his grip on my hair tightened as I followed his cues. I pushed him in and out of my mouth, sucking him in and relaxing my lips as he slid forward. Dr Braithwaite’s thighs trembled.
‘I’m going to fuck your mouth now. Are you ready?’
Nodding, I kept my gaze on his as I swallowed him again. He groaned loudly. Shivers of arousal ran through my body as he wrapped his fingers tighter around my wet hair and started to move, fucking my mouth as hard as he’d fucked my arse earlier.
His moans grew louder and more primal, and I loved relinquishing this control. Every thrust solidified this bondbetween us. Every drag of his cock brought me as much pleasure as him, and when he came with a deep groan, I swallowed every drop and licked him clean.
‘Such a good girl,’ he said, stroking my hair. ‘I don’t think you need much training to suck cock. That was excellent, baby girl.’
My cheeks warmed anew.
He pulled me to my feet and kissed me. ‘I will return the favour.’
‘Please,’ I moaned, but he wanted to tease me first. He soaped up his hands and washed every inch of my body, careful not to let his hands linger where I wanted them the most, all the while watching me with hooded eyes. ‘Please,’ I repeated as he washed off the soap. ‘I want to come.’
‘Such a needy student. Patience is a skill you need to master around me.’ He tipped my chin and leaned in, his breath hot against my swollen lips. ‘I will feast on you all night, but first, you need food.’
‘You’ve already fed me,’ I replied with a coy grin.
He laughed. ‘It’s hardly the sustenance you need with what I have planned for tonight.’
‘Oh?’ I stared as he turned the water off and exited the shower. ‘What else could you possibly have planned?’ Jesus, how much stamina did these people have?
He dried himself off and held a fresh towel out for me. ‘Come.’
Sighing, I exited the shower. He liked bossing me around, and I didn’t mind. It was oddly liberating not having to think. I dutifully dried myself as he ordered food, and when the chicken salad arrived, I sat on his lap and ate every piece he offered. When he was satisfied with my efforts, he put me on my feet and pulled the covers back on the bed.
I frowned at the coloured dots on the bottom sheet. ‘What is that?’
‘As I said, Master Dan likes to prank other Doms.’ He gave me a bemused smile. ‘Want to play another game?’
‘Hell, yes.’ I beamed.
‘Language,’ he chastised. ‘Don’t think my desire to spank you has in any way subsided. Get on the bed, Ophelia.’
The threat sent a confusing torrent of desire and dread through me. Unsure of what to make of my reaction, I tried to laugh it off. ‘You wouldn’t spank me. I’m new to this.’
‘You are, but you’re not so new that you should still be defying my orders.’
I lowered my gaze. ‘I’m sorry, Sir.’
He gripped my chin. ‘Did you not hear me?’
‘You’re serious?’
‘Very.’
‘Oh.’ My eyes widened. ‘But you didn’t punish me earlier. I thought?—’
He stepped back and pointed to the bed. ‘Kneel. Put your hands on the red and your knees on the blue dots. Don’t let them move to any other colour.’
Heart sinking, I climbed onto the bed. The distance between the two colours was huge. He wanted me on my hands and knees with my arms stretched out in front of me. My breathing was heavy as I lowered my chest to the sheet, my butt sticking up in the air.
The position still mortified me. Not wanting another lesson, I pressed my face against my arm, hiding from him.
A low tut came. ‘You must think I’m a fool. I see you, Ophelia. I see your shame. We still have work to do with you…’
He took his time to study me before stepping up behind me. ‘Obedience, Ophelia. That’s all I ask of you,’ he murmured as he ran his hand down the back of my thigh. ‘If you follow my orders, I’ll reward you. If you defy me, I’ll punish you. It’s as simple as that.’
