When he made me put it in, I tossed it out at the first opportunity. He made me pick it up and clean it. Then he put me over his lap and inserted one size larger.
Then he spanked me and had me stand in the corner. The worst part isn’t the pain. No. I can take way more. The worst part is my pussy’s dying to be touched.
I clench my fists and fight the urge to sway from side to side. Any movement makes me more aware of the thick intruder in my ass.
“Stop fidgeting, pet.” Another ripple of paper as he folds the newspaper.
I close my eyes and count my breaths, trying to relax but my ass feels strange with the huge invader stretching my back hole. So foreign. And so…new.
Every day, something new. Logan finds a new way to push me, to stretch my limits. I swallow a laugh. He is very literally stretching my limits today.
He paraded me in front of the mirror earlier so I could see in excruciating detail just how he’s stretching me. That was right before he teased my clit and then sent me to the corner like a naughty schoolgirl.
Finally, finally, Logan orders me to turn around and beckons me to him. I take a step in his direction.
“No.” His command slices the air. He snaps and points to the floor. “On your knees. Crawl to me.”
Face on fire, I lower to all fours and crawl awkwardly across the carpet to him. My hair flops in my face. When the tips of his shoes come into view, I shuffle to a stop.
“We’ll have to work on that.”
And work on it we do. Over and over he makes me crawl back and forth until I’m grateful for the thick carpet. Back arched, head high, hips and breasts swaying as I slink across the room towards him. He has the crop again and uses it to guide my buttocks higher, my posture more sway-backed.
More and more I find my gaze slipping, fastening to the top button of his jeans. Round and dull as an ancient coin. Barely holding back the ever burgeoning length of his cock. He’s not unaffected by my performance and that thrills me and pushes me on.
He didn’t cum—not last night. Not today. Not yet. And it shows.
At last he sits, legs apart. “Now it’s your turn to please me.” This is a first. Ha. Today hasn’t just been torture for me, has it? I feel like a cat presented with a bowl of cream.
The closer I get to Logan, the more I feel the intense heat emanating off his skin. As if his lungs are bellows and his heart a great hearth, pumping sparks and ash through his veins.
When I finally undo the button and zipper and palm his cock, it jumps in my hand. Little shocks of electricity run down my arms and spine. He’s breathing hard but so am I. My cunt quickens as I breathe in his earthy scent.
My mouth waters but I force myself to sit back. “How many?” I ask, challenging him with my gaze.
His eyebrows shoot up. I’m on my knees before him, face level with his giant cock. The devil is back and she’ll have her due. “How many patents does this earn?”
His eyes flash but he answers gruffly. “One. You should beg to please your Master.”
I circle my fingers around his cock. A thick vein runs down the side. It pulses as I squeeze lightly. “Ten.”
“Five.”
I angle my head and blow along his length. My lips seek his testicles, brushing against the pebbled skin. I duck my head to hide my smirk. I’ve got him literally by the balls.
“Seven,” I bargain back.
His jaw tightens and he glares down at me through his mask. It’s cute, really, that he thinks it will put any barrier between us. He pretends to be so hard, so untouchable, but I know him. And yes, I let him master me, but I’ve begun to understand the reality of this power dynamic.
I have far more control than I first realized. Holy shit. I think… I think that’s been part of what’s been changing everything for me. It’s not just sexual exploration. Number one, it’s sexual exploration with Logan, the only man I could ever trust with my body this way. And number two, I’ve actually had so much more control than it appears from the outside. I’m the one who’s been tied up, but I still have the power to hold this man captive.
Not that he’s going to go down without a fight.
He places his foot between my legs. “You can sacrifice two of the seven patents in exchange for me letting you cum.”
I whimper. Oooh, he fights dirty. But that’s just part of the game. I grip him tighter and shift away from his foot. He denies himself all the time, and so can I.
“Seven,” I say firmly, and then I drop my mouth over the head of his fat cock.
Thirteen
Present Day
Logan
Fuck. Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. Her mouth is on me. And then she fucking kills me by looking up with those luminous angel eyes and I almost cum right then and there.
Not that she’s about to let me. She pulls back off with a loud, slurping pop and then her hands are massaging my inner thighs. Up to my balls. She grasps them and rolls them in her hand gently, then blows again right at the tip of my cock.
I can’t help the shudder that works its way down my spine. I’ve been so controlled with her. So disciplined. A thousand times I’ve wanted to sink inside that golden pussy of hers.
This isn’t exactly the same, but having my cock inside any part of her hot, wet, welcoming body is tantamount to torture. I should never have let her anywhere near…
But I can’t bring myself to command her to stop. Just this once, it’s okay. A master can enjoy his sub’s attentions. That’s part of the gig, right?
She licks an especially sensitive area right underneath the tip of my cock and my head drops backwards in my chair. Fuck, oh fuck.
My hips buck with her next tantalizing lick and I grip the armrests to try to control myself.
But shit, I can’t let her know she’s affecting me like this. “Suck it if you’re going to suck it,” I growl.
She looks up at me, raises an eyebrow, and then, while we’re still locked in eye contact, she extends just the tip of her tongue and, back and forth, back and forth, lathes the very tip of my cock.
My hips jut forward again, desperate for more of her mouth, before my head can catch up. The head with a brain in it anyway. But it’s too late. She’s smiling a Cheshire’s cat grin.
She pulls back altogether and moves back from me, still on her knees. “I want to show Master how well I’ve learned my lessons.”
And then she crawls. She crawls in a circle on the rug, swaying her ass, her beautiful breasts bouncing as she puts herself on display for me. She’s playing with me, teasing me. But when she finishes her circle and comes crawling back towards me, slinking like a lioness intent on her prey, fuck me but my cock goes harder than the hardest stone. My cock goes hard as a diamond.
My legs sag open wider at her approach. She gives an extra sway to her ass, sending her breasts jiggling as she reaches me and goes up on her knees, running her hands up from my knees to my upper thighs.
“I want to please my Master. I want to suck your cock and taste your cum down my throat.”
My jaw hardens. My entire body flexes towards her. “Then please me.”
And finally, finally, she grabs the base of my cock in one hand and then sinks her mouth on me again. I barely hold back my groan of relief.