serve him. Quickly, he stripped off his clothes and stood over her.
“You will not rise,” Jacob said. “Keep your eyes averted.” There was no response, which was a good sign. Vivienne had remembered not to speak unless he asked a question.
Jacob ran his fingertips over her silky hair. “You will suck me off, Vivienne. Now.” He pulled his hands back. “This is for my pleasure, not yours. You may move, and do not have to be silent. But keep your eyes down.”
On command, Vivienne reached up and cupped his balls. When she softly squeezed, Jacob moaned. Knowing how he liked it, she brushed over his erection with her fingers, using feathery touches. Then she swirled her tongue under the rim of his knob.
Before Jacob ordered her to, Vivienne shoved the plum-shaped knob into her mouth and sucked. He groaned, and put his palm on the back of her head, assisting her. Pressing her lips to him, Vivienne lowered over his cock and sucked just right.
With one hand on his balls, Vivienne fisted him with the other, while she sucked. The sensation was intense, and Jacob wasn’t in a mood for delayed gratification. He shoved his hips toward her, encouraging Vivienne to work her magic.
Panting and growling deep in his throat, Jacob gave in to the pleasure. The way Vivienne moved over him, first fast then slower, drove him crazy. She sucked gently, then harder, pushing him to the edge. “Give me what I need, Vivienne,” he said.
Vivienne worked him relentlessly, but it didn’t take long. Looking down, Jacob watched her, naked and servicing him, which turned him on even more. Then she ran one finger over the tender spot behind his balls and sucked with fervor.
The stimulation was too much, and the first spike of orgasm pierced him. Jacob groaned loudly, and came hard, with Vivienne drinking his cum. It was so fucking erotic. When he relaxed, coming down from his release, Jacob guided Vivienne to stand up.
“You may look at me now.” The way Vivienne’s green eyes glistened revealed her arousal. Her nipples were hard, and Jacob had no doubt she was wet. “You would like me to touch you, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes, sir.”
The sight of Vivienne in need aroused Jacob anew, but he ignored it. “I’m not going to touch you, not tonight.”
A look of agony clouded her expression.
“I own your orgasms when you are here. That means it’s my prerogative to deny them,” Jacob said. “I am doing so now.”
The questioning look in her eyes prompted Jacob to continue. “It’s part of submitting, Vivienne. You shouldn’t assume that you are owed pleasure. It is up to me. I am in control.”
Her beautiful eyes darkened.
“You will go to your room for the night,” Jacob said. “You will not touch yourself, or pleasure yourself. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.”
The tone of her voice wrenched his heart, but Jacob did not back down. “Go now. And do not disobey. The punishment for such an offense will be severe.”
Jacob watched her walk toward the door. Her high heels clicked on the floor with each step, and her firm ass was delectable. Yet her shoulders slumped, just a little, a sign of her disappointment.
Vivienne grabbed a robe from the hook on the wall and put it on before leaving. Jacob wanted to go after her, but abstained. The only way she would learn is if he was strong. When the door shut, Jacob sat on the bed, rubbing his palm over the sheets where he had held Vivienne not long before.
*****
The next morning, Jacob found Vivienne in the breakfast nook, sipping coffee. She was beautiful, although looked a bit ragged. He didn’t need to ask why she appeared pale and tired, knowing she’d slept fitfully, if at all. Jacob hadn’t slept much better, as, much to his frustration, he hadn’t been able to get her out of his mind.
Jacob poured a cup of coffee and sat across from her. “Good morning, baby.”
“Good morning.” There was no sign of annoyance in Vivienne’s eyes, just quiet agony.
The
“You will not rise,” Jacob said. “Keep your eyes averted.” There was no response, which was a good sign. Vivienne had remembered not to speak unless he asked a question.
Jacob ran his fingertips over her silky hair. “You will suck me off, Vivienne. Now.” He pulled his hands back. “This is for my pleasure, not yours. You may move, and do not have to be silent. But keep your eyes down.”
On command, Vivienne reached up and cupped his balls. When she softly squeezed, Jacob moaned. Knowing how he liked it, she brushed over his erection with her fingers, using feathery touches. Then she swirled her tongue under the rim of his knob.
Before Jacob ordered her to, Vivienne shoved the plum-shaped knob into her mouth and sucked. He groaned, and put his palm on the back of her head, assisting her. Pressing her lips to him, Vivienne lowered over his cock and sucked just right.
With one hand on his balls, Vivienne fisted him with the other, while she sucked. The sensation was intense, and Jacob wasn’t in a mood for delayed gratification. He shoved his hips toward her, encouraging Vivienne to work her magic.
Panting and growling deep in his throat, Jacob gave in to the pleasure. The way Vivienne moved over him, first fast then slower, drove him crazy. She sucked gently, then harder, pushing him to the edge. “Give me what I need, Vivienne,” he said.
Vivienne worked him relentlessly, but it didn’t take long. Looking down, Jacob watched her, naked and servicing him, which turned him on even more. Then she ran one finger over the tender spot behind his balls and sucked with fervor.
The stimulation was too much, and the first spike of orgasm pierced him. Jacob groaned loudly, and came hard, with Vivienne drinking his cum. It was so fucking erotic. When he relaxed, coming down from his release, Jacob guided Vivienne to stand up.
“You may look at me now.” The way Vivienne’s green eyes glistened revealed her arousal. Her nipples were hard, and Jacob had no doubt she was wet. “You would like me to touch you, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes, sir.”
The sight of Vivienne in need aroused Jacob anew, but he ignored it. “I’m not going to touch you, not tonight.”
A look of agony clouded her expression.
“I own your orgasms when you are here. That means it’s my prerogative to deny them,” Jacob said. “I am doing so now.”
The questioning look in her eyes prompted Jacob to continue. “It’s part of submitting, Vivienne. You shouldn’t assume that you are owed pleasure. It is up to me. I am in control.”
Her beautiful eyes darkened.
“You will go to your room for the night,” Jacob said. “You will not touch yourself, or pleasure yourself. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.”
The tone of her voice wrenched his heart, but Jacob did not back down. “Go now. And do not disobey. The punishment for such an offense will be severe.”
Jacob watched her walk toward the door. Her high heels clicked on the floor with each step, and her firm ass was delectable. Yet her shoulders slumped, just a little, a sign of her disappointment.
Vivienne grabbed a robe from the hook on the wall and put it on before leaving. Jacob wanted to go after her, but abstained. The only way she would learn is if he was strong. When the door shut, Jacob sat on the bed, rubbing his palm over the sheets where he had held Vivienne not long before.
*****
The next morning, Jacob found Vivienne in the breakfast nook, sipping coffee. She was beautiful, although looked a bit ragged. He didn’t need to ask why she appeared pale and tired, knowing she’d slept fitfully, if at all. Jacob hadn’t slept much better, as, much to his frustration, he hadn’t been able to get her out of his mind.
Jacob poured a cup of coffee and sat across from her. “Good morning, baby.”
“Good morning.” There was no sign of annoyance in Vivienne’s eyes, just quiet agony.
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