Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 77249 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77249 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Either the laughter or the teasing smack killed another few brain cells because it took longer than I’d expected to get a verbal response from him. We were both probably glad I’d caged him earlier or I was pretty sure he’d have already come from wiggling on me and being fucked with.
“I…” Shivering, he whined and tried again. “I want to be your dirty slut, Master.”
Once that part was out, the dam burst. “Yes. I want to be your dirty slut. Please come inside me. I want to feel you. I want to be dirty. I need to come, Master. Please.”
Chuckling again, I gave his ass another tap. “Good boy. And yes, I’m going to fuck you, and because I’m so nice, I’m even going to let you come.”
That had him springing up and looking adorably startled. “I…I might not have gotten to come?”
“Yes.” As I kissed his cheek, his mouth dropped open. “Playtime and orgasms are two different things. Just because I’m playing with this tight little toy doesn’t mean you’ll get to orgasm.”
I shrugged when he kept gaping at me. “Just because I play with your little toy doesn’t mean he gets to orgasm either.”
That seemed to be something he’d already realized because it got his brain going again. “That’s. I.”
Whatever he was thinking had him slightly more functional because he kissed me that time, sweet and cute. “Thank you, Master. I’ll…I’ll be very good so I get to come.”
“I’m glad.” Easing my finger out of him, I ignored the mess on his coffee table and wrapped my arms around him as I stood up. He wrapped himself around me, earning another little tap. “My cute little monkey.”
He wasn’t heavy enough for it to be too hard to carry him, but I held him tight as I moved us back to the bedroom. “You’d still like being fucked and getting dirty even if I didn’t give you an orgasm, though. With your hug on and being spread wide for your Master, you’d still feel used and naughty. And you’d like making me happy.”
It’d be another way to completely fuck with him.
We were definitely going to have to try that one soon.
“But…” Grinding against me, he held tighter as he tried to get his words to work. “But I get to come this time…even though…even though my hug stays on?”
“Yes.” Laying him down on the bed, I spread his legs and reached down between them to tease over his hole. “Do we need to get you all clean?”
Oh, that was fun too.
Every brain cell seemed to die at once and he simply stared at me like I wasn’t speaking English anymore. It wasn’t a safeword, though, so I barely eased inside of him, fucking him with the tip of my finger as he processed.
Describing it as slow would’ve been an understatement, but eventually he licked his lips and the lights upstairs got brighter.
“You would…you would do that?”
Clean his ass?
“Yes. You’re my slut. Mine.” I gave a casual shrug. “I can enjoy taking care of my toys in a variety of ways, and we both know how wonderfully humiliating it would be for you.”
It’d take a lot more than he’d want to do before we reached my limit, but it wasn’t a kink for me, so I kept my expression light and waited to see what he’d say.
Eventually he blinked a few times, and processing came back online as he realized I wasn’t squeamish and he really didn’t want to take the risk of being dumbstruck and vague for too long. “I did it when you sent me to get a shower earlier. You…you told me to get all clean but not come or play with my toys.”
He’d definitely been doing his best to follow directions.
“Look at you being helpful and anticipating how I’d want to use you.” The cheerful talking to a puppy tone had him blushing and squirming, but the way he was moving his hips as I leaned over and kissed his cheek said his cage had gotten a bit tighter. “That’s going to make it much easier.”
He liked that part too.
Weston was back to gaping at me like he’d never seen me before, but the shiver that raced through him as he sighed said he wasn’t worried. Nervous and horny…yes. “Thank you, Master.”
So cute.
“I’m going to have so much fun getting you dirty.” Another cheek kiss, that time on the other side, had his face getting pink again, but I knew that was a sign I was doing great. “Are you going to use your tight little toy to make me feel good?”
He was already naked, so I stroked my hand over him as I toed off my socks and started taking off my pants with the other. It had his brain going dim again, but after a few moments of unabashedly staring at me, he slowly nodded. “I like making you happy.”