“I’ll try.” His fingers dug into my cheeksas he pressed a tender kiss to my neck. The mix of sensations had me desperateto thrust my dick against him. “Please let me try.”
It would be the only way I got to come.
That earned me a light pat to one cheek andanother kiss. “That’s my good boy.”
Years ago my reaction to that sentencewould have been confusing and frustrating, but now I just let the sensationswash through me. “Thank you.”
“Go strip off your clothes and wait for mein front of the couch.” His body tightened around me in one last possessivetouch before he stepped back. “Make sure to have your pillow on the floor infront of the couch.”
Kneeling.
Whatever he’d do I was going to end upkneeling for him. That sounded like the perfect way to end the week. “Yes,Sir.”
As I walked into the living room, followinghis orders and letting everything else fall away, I heard him heading to hisroom. All I could do as I stripped off my clothes, folding them on a chair as Ifinished following his instructions, was picture how he was going to punish me.He wasn’t afraid of pushing boundaries in a scene, so it wasn’t going to besomething I’d easily forget.
The submissive part of me couldn’t help butfantasize that I’d be able to feel whatever he did to me tomorrow. Thewonderful ache from the flogger had faded entirely too fast, and tonight, I’dhave the entire weekend to recover so he wouldn’t have to worry about myneeding to function tomorrow.
Ignoring my erection, I took a deep breathand forced my body to relax as I stood in front of the couch. The cushion at myfeet was a silent, teasing reminder of what was to come, and thinking about itmade my hole slick and left it aching.
By the time I heard Simon walking backthrough the house, I was feeling the best combination of relaxed and excited.There was just something about knowing the peace was coming that made my entirebody tingle in anticipation.
“That’s my good boy.” Simon seemed toprefer being able to see my eyes, so I glanced over to the doorway. He wasleaning against the frame with an odd handful of toys. They made me wish I’dspent more time with Austin browsing the sex toy websites.
The restraints and plug made me shiver, butI knew what those were. It was what seemed to be a riding crop with a longleather bit at the end that I couldn’t remember seeing before. But consideringmy limited experience with anyone who would know how to use the damned thing,that wasn’t surprising.
I watched silently as Simon set most of hisdirty hoard on the couch, but he must have understood my question because heheld up the crop. “I’m not going to spank you with it this time, but yes, itcan be used like that.”
Interesting.
“I went shopping for my omega this week.”His fingers stroked down the shaft of the crop like he was teasing my cock. Hechuckled as he flicked the long flat part that waved back and forth at the end.“This is going to be fun.”
I was starting to wish I’d taken Tanner upon his offer to teach me to ride when we were younger. Maybe then I’d have abetter idea about what his exciting new toy would actually do.
Swallowing hard, I forced my hands to stayat my sides instead of reaching out to stroke the toy. “Yes, Sir.”
For a split second I was grateful as he setdown the toy, but when he picked up a long slender plug, I knew gratitudewasn’t what I should be feeling.
His fingers caressed the length that wouldsink deep inside me, sending another shiver through me. “Let’s see if my boyneeds any help or if he’s already slick enough.”
I’d never felt bad about needing lube witha partner in the past, but for some reason, now that I knew I wouldn’t need any,I could feel a blush spreading over my face. Simon chuckled, sending waves ofdirty excitement and the perfect amount of shame through me. Fuck. He was goodat that.
I closed my eyes as he walked around behindme, still teasing the end of the plug. I couldn’t hold back the low moan thatescaped as a finger trailed down my spine. When he skimmed over my ass andteased my slick hole, I leaned back into his touch, desperately wanting more.
Simon moved his finger just enough to keepit from sliding into me. “Naughty boy. A very slick, needy, wicked boy.”
I let out a quiet whimper when he pulledhis finger away but gasped as the tip of the toy took its place. As it strokedover my hole, he leaned close and pressed a tender kiss to my shoulder. Themixed sensations and emotions they conveyed were fucking with my head, makingeverything even better.
“Yes, you want to be my sweet, obedientboy, don’t you?” He sprinkled more kisses over my shoulder and up my neck as hecontinued the teasing, distracting strokes of the toy. “You’re going to be theperfect, submissive slave boy for your Master tonight, aren’t you?”
Master had always sounded like apretentious word. The BDSM equivalent to some of the ridiculous things richpeople said, but at that moment, it felt powerful and possessive. I was hisboy. His willing sub who’d give up everything for him.
“Yes, Master.” I gasped in pleasure as histeeth nibbled at my neck, a reward for the word he’d wanted to hear. “I’ll begood.”
“You’re going to be obedient and submissivefor me no matter how hard it becomes, won’t you?” The tip of the toy barelybreached my hole, leaving me shaking and ready for more. “My needy, achinglyhard boy. Open for me.”
Letting out a deep breath, I did my best toobey, relaxing as the toy slid deep inside. It was smaller than an alpha’s cockwould be, but it’d been ages since I’d been with anyone like that. I moaned asthe toy stretched me, sliding over my omega gland.
Simon knew what he’d done to me because hechuckled and paused, running it back and forth again before letting the rest ofthe plug sink into me. When it was fully seated, he stepped closer and startedkissing my neck again as he ground his dick against my ass.
