Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 43582 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43582 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
“Unless I say otherwise, you will only come against this chain. You do not have permission to orgasm unless it is attached to your collar, the links grazing your clit. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I mumble. What he’s suggesting is so naughty. Devious. Filthy. But I want it.
“Do you need to come, Little pet?”
“Yes, Daddy.” I squirm, trying to get more pressure against my clit.
“I bet you’d like to have something inside you, wouldn’t you, Little pet?”
I whimper. “Yes, Daddy. Please.”
“I can’t wait to thrust my tongue into your cunt, Little pet.”
I shudder. His tongue?
He chuckles. “You have no idea what I can do with my tongue, Little pet.” He lifts his hand from my pussy, wraps the length of chain around his fist until it’s pulled tight, extending down my torso between my breasts and putting pressure on my neck.
I don’t know what his intentions are at all until he lowers his fist a few inches against the open diaper, pressing the chain against my clit and between my folds.
I gasp. Need builds higher within me. My pussy is pulsing. “Daddy…” I lift my head to relieve the pressure.
“Drop your head, naughty pet,” he orders.
With a deep shudder, I obey him, crying out as the links torment my clit. He ensures it does, adjusting the chain so it’s positioned in the most devious location. “Squirm, Little pet. Rock against your leash. Make yourself come.”
A tiny voice in my mind tells me to squeeze my eyes shut and go into my head, to defy this man who thinks he can condition me to orgasm against a leash like I’m a wild animal. I shouldn’t let him do this to me.
But that voice isn’t strong enough. It’s not in charge of me. Lasim is in charge of me now. He’s my owner. He’s promising me a lifetime of pure pleasure if I can submit to his will. He’s very devious in his methods. I have no doubt he can and will train me to do unthinkable things and enjoy them. He has already reduced me to the obedient pet he says I am in just minutes.
“You need this, Little pet. You need to come. Remember how good it felt when I brought you to orgasm with the vibrating pad? You can have that every day of your life. You can have it multiple times a day. All you have to do is be my good Little pet. Obey my demands. Submit to my will.”
I’m caving. I can’t fight this. Every tiny movement reminds me that all I have to do is wiggle a bit more and then I’ll get that pleasure I desire. It’s totally humiliating. And I can’t stop it.
EIGHT
When I tip my head back in order to break the fierce eye contact, I’m gasping for breath. It feels like I’ve been running for hours, and I’m out of energy.
Give in, the naughty voice in my head encourages. You know you want to. Give in.
Unable to stop myself, I finally lift my hips, forcing more pressure against my clit.
“That’s a good Little pet. Show me how pretty you are when you come.”
Moaning, I sway my hips back and forth, engaging my abs to hold myself up. I angle my head farther, increasing the tension. I know Lasim is guiding the chain to land exactly where I need it most. That elusive nub he calls my clit. I doubt if it’s very big, but it feels huge right now.
I’m so close to imploding, bucking my bottom faster, squirming to get what I need.
Finally, I’m right there. My entire body stiffens, and I hover for long seconds in a floaty state of ecstasy before my body convulses, waves of pleasure bursting out of me, causing my ears to ring and my head to spin.
When it’s over, I’m panting heavily. Lasim has released the tension, but now he’s stroking my clit with one of the links. For a moment, I wince, close to telling him to stop. It’s too much. I’m too sensitive. But then something changes, and the need begins to grow again.
My head lolls back and forth against Lasim’s thighs. “Daddy…” I moan.
“It’s time, Little pet.”
I don’t know what it’s time for, nor do I have the energy to ask. I simply whimper softly as he gently slides his hands under my shoulders to support my body. He sets his feet on the floor and rises, bringing me to his chest as he carries me out of the living room.
The next thing I know, I’m lying sideways on his bed and he’s removing my jammies and diaper entirely. When I’m naked, he grips my inner thighs and spreads my knees high and wide.
The leash is still attached to me, the length of it dangling between my legs, bumping against my pussy, keeping me stimulated.