“Katia.” She’s quick to answer. Her voice is soft and soothing. It bothers me in some ways that she’s well trained. Someone else has taught her obedience, and I hate that. It's even worse that she was trained with methods that are wrong and disgust me, by a fraud. An abuser is not a Master.
I whisper her name, loving the way it rolls off my tongue.
“Did you come here to get fucked, Katia?”
“No,” she answers quickly. Her breathing is coming in pants now, and I can tell from the flush in her skin that it’s because she’s close to her release already. She’s going to be easy to satisfy. I like that.
“What did you think would happen when you came here?”
“I just wanted to see what it was like.” There’s a soft innocence to her response I hadn’t expected. I pull her off the ground and move her to a bench in the room, sitting her next to me and placing a hand on her thigh. I take a quick look over to where the small crowd had gathered and smile when I see they’ve gone. Good. I’m grateful for the small amount of privacy.
“Are you happy with what you found?” I ask her, angling my body toward her so she can see my focus is on her.
Her pupils dilate, and she licks her lower lip. “Yes.”
“You’re horny, aren’t you, kitten?” I tease her, loving how close she is to me, how I finally have her here.
She blushes, and a small smile slips onto her lips. “I am.”
“What turns you on?” I ask her.
“Just,” she gestures between us, “just this.”
“I need you to be specific.”
“I like you taking control.”
“Your bracelet has no middle band, so that means you’d like to be a Slave? You want a twenty-four seven power exchange?”
“I think so,” she says as the smile vanishes, and the playfulness turns into uncertainty.
“What do you need to convince you?”
She looks up at me through her thick lashes. “It’s been a very a long time.”
I know we’re compatible, that we would fit well as Master and Slave, but she doesn’t. I need to show her.
I slowly unbuckle my belt. I’m going to push her limits, take control, and show her that she can trust me. And then reward her justly.
I’m vaguely aware that a few members of the club are watching from their places around the room. Although I’ve taken two Slaves from here, I’ve never participated in the playrooms. I’ve always brought them to a private room or taken them home. I have my mask on, but that doesn’t mean that they don’t know who I am. At least the ones who matter.
I’m glad they know though. I want them to know she’s mine.
I pull the belt from the loops, watching as Katia visibly tenses. The leather slides across the fabric, hissing as remove my belt.
I let the belt hang from my hand.
“I need to know your preferences.”
Her shoulders rise and fall quickly. “I’m not sure I know what you mean...” Her voice trails off and she visibly swallows.
“For instance, right now I want to fuck your throat.” I crouch low, wrapping the belt over the back of her neck. “I want to hear the pretty noises you make when you choke on my cock.” Her lips part, and the most beautiful moan spills from her lips. “Would you like that, kitten?”
“Yes,” she says eagerly, lust dripping from her softly spoken reply.
I unbuckle my pants with my left hand, her eyes watching as I pull the zipper down and unleash my cock. I stroke it a few times. “You’ll take what I give you.”
“Yes,” she answers obediently, moving to all fours on the bench.
I stroke my cock with my right hand and move her head down with my left. My fingers spear through her hair and make a fist.
“Lick it clean first,” I command her. A bead of precum leaks from my slit and she quickly laps at it. Her hot tongue sends a chill down my body and forces my toes to curl. I remain stiff and in control, but the feel of her, the eagerness to please, makes me want to groan in utter rapture.
I tighten my grip on the base of her neck, knowing the slight pain I’m causing her. Her thighs clench and tremble, and a sweet sound of pleasure escapes her as I lower her hot mouth onto my cock. It's a clear sign that she enjoys the pain. I don’t know how much she wants though. That’s something we need to discuss before I push her limits.
“Good girl,” I tell her, pushing her down farther until I can feel the back of her throat. I close my eyes and groan, letting her know how good she feels. I hold her down, loving the sensation of her throat tightening around the head of my dick. I pump my hips and push her all the way down, all of me cutting off her air supply with her nose nearly touching my pubes. I let her up, pulling her off of my massive cock. She heaves in a breath, her chest swaying and her fingers gripping onto the bench.
“Again?” I ask her. If she were my Slave, I wouldn’t bother. But I’m also learning her desires.
“Please,” she begs as her voice comes out with desperation and I immediately react, shoving her face down as she eagerly devours my length.
I let her move this time, and she pushes herself down, as far as I did. Widening her jaws and taking in as much of me as she can. I let my hand roam down her back to her lush ass and inch her dress up. She’s wearing underwear, but that’s something that’s going to change. I want her pussy and ass easily available. For now, I push my fingers against the thin fabric and buck my hips up when I feel how hot and wet she is.
Fuck. She’s so ready. She’s fucking soaked for this. I pinch her clit lightly, and the vibrations from her moan around my dick nearly make me cum. But I hold back my own pleasure. Our first time will be together.
I push the damp fabric out of the way and tease her. Without any warning, I push three fingers into her tight pussy as I shove her head down farther onto my cock. I pump them in and out while thrusting my hips. Keeping up a rapid pace, and loving the noises from her wet cunt mixing with the sounds of her choking on my dick.
I pull her head off of me and let her suck in a breath. She’s shaky and wobbles slightly, her eyes glazed over and spit on the side of her mouth. She heaves in a breath and then another before I release my hold on the base of her neck. All the while I keep steadily fucking her with my fingers. Stroking her walls and pushing her closer to climax.
“May I please cum?” she cries out with desperation.
“Cum for me, kitten,” I say before shoving her head back down. She sucks me vigorously, bobbing her head and hollowing her cheeks, both in an effort to get me off and an eagerness to race toward her own orgasm.
She enjoys this. I throw my head back as my balls draw up. My spine tingles, and I know I’m close. I pull my hand out of her pussy and spank her clit, smacking my wet fingers against her pussy as she screams her pleasure around my cock.
Her throat opens, and I shove my dick down deeper. I continue thrusting my hips in short pumps while I resume fingering her over and over until her body tenses.
Yes!
Her cunt spasms around my fingers, and that’s my undoing.
Wave after wave of hot cum leaves me, and she obediently swallows it all down. The feeling only adds to my pleasure. I continue pulling her orgasm from her as she cleans my dick of every last drop, her body shuddering and her soft moans of pleasure filling my ears.