It was like some kind of fucked-up versionof being punished by the teacher.
Okay, I was going to have to find a way toconfess that fantasy to him.
What did he think about rulers?
Another flash of pain, that time to thehead of my dick, had my focus going back to him and the deceptively innocent-lookingimplement he was rolling between his fingers. “That’s my sexy boy. I thinkyou’re going to be a beautiful pain slut with the right encouragement.”
The right encouragement turned out to be asingle finger stroking over my hole as he brought the pencil down again. It wasnever in the same place twice, and the strength of each strike varied so much Icouldn’t anticipate anything.
It was just as good as our last scene butin completely different ways.
I lost all track of time as he punished mycock and, when I eventually spread my legs and whimpered, my balls. My braindidn’t want to focus, but as I watched him play with my cock, I didn’t eventhink there would be a mark tomorrow.
Just a sexy ache that would be like a ghostof the scene.
But I didn’t want him to mark my dick, didI?
Should that even be a question?
I was so lost in the sensations, makingsure I stayed upright and didn’t drop the fucking bell, that it took severallong moments of silence before I realized Master had set the pencil down. Ashis hands came back to me, stroking my chest and down to my dick, I finallyrealized I was shaking.
“That’s my beautiful boy.” One hand settledon my hip to steady me, but with the other, he kept up the light strokes andmaddening caresses that were focused under the head of my dick. My whimpers hadhim making a sexy low hum that went straight through me.
When it was just at the point of being toomuch, he held my dick and waited until I could really focus on his face. “Youdid amazing, baby.”
Delight at his words flooded through me,but even though thinking was easier, the tender praise just pushed my desireeven higher.
“Such a good boy.” Master started slowlyrunning his fingers along my shaft, gently caressing my slit and teasing thehead just enough to make me squirm before going back to his gentle touch. “Youworked so hard for me. You didn’t come, and you stayed kneeling for me. I’m soproud of you.”
The approval in his voice hit somethingdeep inside me.
I’d made him happy.
“You took everything I gave you and showedme how much you wanted to please me…how much you wanted to submit to yourMaster…” His hand finally tightened just enough to make me start to shake and Iwas having a hard time deciding how to tell him how close I was getting.
Master knew, though. When his fingersspread down to tease over my balls as he jerked me off, he made another pleasedsound as I moaned. “That’s right. Let me hear how much you want to come.”
That order wasn’t difficult.
Moaning around the gag, I found myselfpushing back and spreading my legs more. Master made another quiet sexy soundand the hand from my hip caressed over my ass and dipped between my cheeks. Ashis finger started slowly caressing over my hole, I could hear the whimpers andmoans I made, but it was like everything was one step removed and I couldn’tcontrol it.
I was so lost in the pleasure and fightingto keep my desire reined in that I almost missed the words I thought I’d neverhear.
“Come.” His hand tightened on my dick andhis finger slipped into me. “Come for me.”
Obeying was easy.
My orgasm fired through me as soon as hehit my prostate and shattered the last thread of control I had. As I shook andcum shot out of me, Master leaned over the bed and against my side to keep mesteady as the pleasure kept rolling through me.
When he decided I’d had enough, he easedhis finger out of me and released my cock. The moment my hands were freed, helaid me down on the bed. “That’s my good boy.”
Quickly removing the gag, he stroked mycheek and kissed my head. I was fairly certain he said something about gettingme water, but I was too foggy to want him to leave me for any length of time soI wrapped one arm around him and pulled at him.
Master chuckled and as he climbed on thebed to sit beside me, I stopped fighting the wonderful feelings running throughme. I drifted and just soaked up the sensations that were still sparking in me—thefaint memory of pain from the pencil, the feel of him slowly fucking me withhis finger—it was all too good to let go anytime soon.
As I curled into him, Master held me close,stroking over my head. Sleep grew closer and I made myself shift until my headwas resting on his lap. That got another chuckle, but if he asked a question,my mind wasn’t working enough to decipher it.
Magically, Master made his cock appear, andas I closed my eyes, I gently sucked on it. Taking the length as deep as Icould, I slowly pleasured him and let the wonderful feeling of sucking him washover me. Eventually his hands tightened on my head and filled my mouth with hiscum, but it was far away.
