Yes, that expression said he would, andhe’d love it too.
I had the best Master ever.
Asa might disagree, but there was no wayhis Master could hold a candle to mine.
“I’ll try, Master.” I might not have doneit before, but Master knew every trick to make me insane with desire and I knewhe wanted to see me come.
“I know you will.” Easing his finger out ofme, Master reached for the lube and made a show of slowly slicking up hisfinger and bringing it back to my hole. “Pull up your knees for me like a goodlittle slut.”
Yep, that was how he was going to make mecome. He was just going to say crazy dirty things until I spontaneouslyerupted.
But since that’s what I wanted too, Ilifted my legs to my chest, spreading them wide. It would’ve been easier if I couldhave held them with my hands, but Master wasn’t about to make it easy on me. Ihadn’t earned that.
“Good boy.” As his finger sank back intome, that time deeper and faster, he smiled. “Such an obedient little slut.”
And I washisobedient little slut,and we both knew it.
But the words wouldn’t come, especiallywhen I was blushing and moaning with every thrust.
“You’re going to love being filled with mycum. Every time you move, it will help you remember who you belong to.”Brushing against my prostate, he chuckled when I gasped. “Who do you belong to,boy?”
Sucking in a breath as he relentlesslyteased the small gland, I had to fight to keep a clear head. “You, Master. Ibelong to you.”
I’d been a moron to keep telling him all Iwanted was something casual.
“That’s right.” His finger pulled almostall the way out and he added a second to stretch and tease me. “And I’m goingto make sure you remember that.”
As he worked me open, he continued thesexy, dirty words until I was writhing under him and begging to be claimed.“Please, Master. I’m ready. Let me please you. I’m ready.”
He must have believed me or at leastbelieved the desperation in me because he nodded, easing out of me. As hespread the last of the lube over his cock, all I could do was keep myself openfor him and fight to stay still.
I was going to be good so he’d know Ideserved an orgasm even if it shattered my dirty mind into a million pieces.
When he finally stretched out over me,bracing my legs with his arms and pressing me into the mattress, he gave me agentle kiss. As his lips nibbled on mine and his tongue plundered my mouth, hereached between us and guided his dick into me.
The stretch had me moaning against his lipsand desperately trying to rock my hips so he’d sink even deeper into me. Butthat just earned my nipple a pinch as he pulled away, shaking his head.“Naughty boy. You don’t get to rush my pleasure.”
Shaking, I apologized. “I’m sorry, Master.”
He made a sexy moan as he fucked meshallowly, just enjoying the way the head of his dick pulled at the ring ofmuscles at my opening. Pleasure and a tender kind of pain kept pulsing throughme, and all I could think of was grabbing my dick.
But I was tied to the bed.
And Master was going to take his timeenjoying his slut.
Me.
My ass.
My lips.
I was his to play with and tease.
And he took his ownership very seriouslybecause I was whimpering when he was finally fucking me in long, rough strokes.I’d lost all track of time, but the way my dick was aching I knew he hadn’trushed.
Master was enjoying using his toy.
He just kept me right on the edge ofinsanity, fucking me, pinching my nipples, kissing me until I was comingcompletely unraveled for him. When he shifted my hips and started thrustingdirectly against my prostate, I thought it was just a new form of torture untilI started to shake and he smiled.
