I grab the set of blazing red lingerie, the soft velvet rubbing against my skin. "Put these on."
"Yes King," he whimpers, as the lingerie form around his thick arse. And lord does he fill them out pristinely.
“On the bed. Now!” I yell out.
He scampers onto the sheets, plopping with a thud, his ass jiggling. A motion that reverberates across my vision like a power play. The dusting of hair down his crease barely visible in the dim light.
“Do you wish to please your King?”
“Yes sir…,” he moans, the crown of his cock pulsing towards the foot of the bed.
“Then spread those legs and arms like you mean it.”
He obeys with hesitation, those juicy quads flexing against the sheets, begging to be spread further.
I pad over to the nightstand, withdrawing my favourite ropes. Black silk nylon. These ones will be nice on skin, a great contrast to his pale contour. Yet, durable enough to withstand even the tightest stretch. Even his defined muscles wouldn’t stand a chance at ripping them.
“Are you ready to be tied up?” My own prick is throbbing relentlessly, eagerly waiting for his consent.
“Yes master,” he whimpers, thighs quivering with uncertainty.
“Say no more my little dove,” I chuckle with a waft of malice.
I make my way to his right ankle, feeding his foot in through the rope, yanking it taut to the corner of the bed. Then the same with his other limbs.
By the time all four limbs are restricted, the sight is one to behold. A perfect star, begging for his King’s wrath. His cheeks flutter, awaiting my entrance. The lingerie nearly ripping from the flex of his cheeks.
“How does it feel—being under your master’s control?” I taunt, the hunger inside my cock becoming intolerable.
“Divine…” he stutters.
Divine is the perfect word for him. A wonder of specimen. Meant for kings and gods.
“Can’t forget the blindfold.” I pull the string around the back of his head, the plush side covering his orbits. “I’m feeling generous, so I suppose we can forgo the gag this time.”
Truth is, I want to hear every one of his beautiful whimpers, how much he fancies my prick inside his arse. To hear each sound that spills from those pouty lips.
“How kind of you, my King.”
Bloody hell, those words tingle down my spine. I can’t wait another fucking second. That hole needs to be spread.
I leap on the bed, frame tottering from our combined mass. My presence is met with mewls that escape his mouth. “Just you wait baby, I want you so loud that the neighbors put in a fucking noise complaint.”
Without wasting another moment, I drive my tongue into his appetising arse, mobilising my muscle past his fuzz to reach the tender pink flesh, as I rip the lingerie. I slurp away the purity that radiates off my tongue, darkening him with each swipe.
He releases a soul pleasing whine, his hole fluttering on my command, trembling with obedience. I cover the full range, from the small of his back down to the underside of his ball sack. No scrumptious inch of him is left untouched.
I shift my focus to the hole, adding burst after burst of saliva to make sure his arse is prepared to take my girth. Once my cock becomes one with him, I know it in my bones that I won’t be able to pull out. It will be impossible to stop fucking every tad of his warm insides that feel as hot as the pits of hell, plush and supple like the Devil himself sculpted this arse for my yearning.
Slurp after slurp I keep at it. I embrace the flesh, the fuzz, until I sense his hole loosening—becoming more pliant with each drill.
I grip his cock, pump him a few strokes, his member nearly seizing in my hand. “Oi lad you aren’t allowed to cum, not until I grant you permission,” I rumble out between greedy strikes of his sacred flesh.
He’s a man that deserves blind devotion. An angel that needs protection, even if it’s by a member of the underworld. I’ll cross that divide, wear the horns and carry the shadow. My soiled mouth will embrace his holy arse night and day.
“Yes King…” he cries out, throat raw. “Please—use me already.”
“Patience baby,” I murmur, savoring the desperation in his tone. “You’ll get what you need. Don’t you worry.”
