said.
“Good.” He watched her form wiggle on the bed. He hadn’t let her come at all, and she must be desperate.
“Sir, please let me suck your cock!” she begged.
Giving her the shaft, he moaned as she eagerly tongued him. She groaned as she sucked as much as she could. When she tried to scoot to take more, he held her neck. “No, all you get is the top half.”
“Please,” she said against his stomach.
“We can stop now,” he suggested.
She sucked halfway down his cock and bobbed to get him off fast. A woman gagging on his cock normally turned him on, but not with her. Not when she’d reacted so strongly to the mere suggestion of a gag and made it so clear she’d never be choked. He’d never want to cut off her air. For some, even the sensation that their air was blocked could cause panic.
“Take your time. Do it right. Do you like it?” he asked.
“Yes, Sir.” She relaxed and teased him in return. Skillfully, she worked her tongue on his opening then curled around the head and just underneath.
She went down again but stopped at halfway. He pulled back and thrust into her mouth. Her moaning pushed him closer as he fucked her mouth. The teasing sub pressed her tongue to the underside of his cock and rubbed hard when she got the tip.
“Hell!” Their need was too much. He came in her mouth.
Her lips immediately sealed around his flesh and trapped the cum. Her tongue worked the head. The rush of her obeying and so eagerly satisfying him made him want to get her off. Yet, he needed to push her a little more. Sliding his cock from her lips, his watched her hands wiggle.
“Swallow,” he said.
Bridget licked her lips as if she’d swallowed the second she’d had it.
“What do you want?” he asked.
“Please make me come, Sir.”
“What else?” he pressed.
“Spank me.”
“Hard?” he teased.
“Yes!” she begged.
“What else? What do you really want?”
“Stay with me all night. Don’t go home. Use me all night and again in the morning.” Her breathing began to pick up with that confession.
“Thank you for being honest.” He kissed the back of her head. “I will, if you tell me your submissive truth.”
“Yes, Sir,” she said.
He relaxed and removed his clothing. It might not be a traumatic or interesting story, but he needed to know.
Scott was finally naked, and pulled her back to the center of the bed, but left her face down and cuffed. She turned her to head to enjoy the view of her Dom. The taste of his cum still on her lips, she wished he’d let her try to take all of him. She would one day. It was a challenge, and unlike some men, he didn’t want to cut off her air.
He positioned her carefully, legs pressed together and hands folded at the small of her back. When he caught her looking, he found something and blindfolded her. She moaned in frustration. She loved his body, and the sightless feeling refocused her attention on her throbbing cunt.
He’d teased her to the edge and left her there for his own relief. Pressing her thighs together, she built her arousal in seconds. A sharp slap on her ass made her stop. Of course, he’d catch her.
“Spread your legs.” He smacked her other cheek.
She obeyed but didn’t go very far.
“Wider!” He slapped both cheeks until she was as far as she could go. Then everything was still.
“Tell me,” he said.
“Like this?” She knew some Doms worried about abused people turning submissive. “Please, fuck me first. Sir, I need to look you in the eye for that.”
He was quiet for a moment. Would he punish her? Leave? Not stay the night? In her aroused state, she couldn’t talk about her family and make sense.
“You are a demanding sub.”
She listened for the front door. When she felt his weight on the bed, she sighed in relief. He pulled her legs together tight and tilted up her ass.
The heat of his body sparked her need, but he spanked her first. Not dead center but around her ass cheeks. Warmth spread as
“Good.” He watched her form wiggle on the bed. He hadn’t let her come at all, and she must be desperate.
“Sir, please let me suck your cock!” she begged.
Giving her the shaft, he moaned as she eagerly tongued him. She groaned as she sucked as much as she could. When she tried to scoot to take more, he held her neck. “No, all you get is the top half.”
“Please,” she said against his stomach.
“We can stop now,” he suggested.
She sucked halfway down his cock and bobbed to get him off fast. A woman gagging on his cock normally turned him on, but not with her. Not when she’d reacted so strongly to the mere suggestion of a gag and made it so clear she’d never be choked. He’d never want to cut off her air. For some, even the sensation that their air was blocked could cause panic.
“Take your time. Do it right. Do you like it?” he asked.
“Yes, Sir.” She relaxed and teased him in return. Skillfully, she worked her tongue on his opening then curled around the head and just underneath.
She went down again but stopped at halfway. He pulled back and thrust into her mouth. Her moaning pushed him closer as he fucked her mouth. The teasing sub pressed her tongue to the underside of his cock and rubbed hard when she got the tip.
“Hell!” Their need was too much. He came in her mouth.
Her lips immediately sealed around his flesh and trapped the cum. Her tongue worked the head. The rush of her obeying and so eagerly satisfying him made him want to get her off. Yet, he needed to push her a little more. Sliding his cock from her lips, his watched her hands wiggle.
“Swallow,” he said.
Bridget licked her lips as if she’d swallowed the second she’d had it.
“What do you want?” he asked.
“Please make me come, Sir.”
“What else?” he pressed.
“Spank me.”
“Hard?” he teased.
“Yes!” she begged.
“What else? What do you really want?”
“Stay with me all night. Don’t go home. Use me all night and again in the morning.” Her breathing began to pick up with that confession.
“Thank you for being honest.” He kissed the back of her head. “I will, if you tell me your submissive truth.”
“Yes, Sir,” she said.
He relaxed and removed his clothing. It might not be a traumatic or interesting story, but he needed to know.
Scott was finally naked, and pulled her back to the center of the bed, but left her face down and cuffed. She turned her to head to enjoy the view of her Dom. The taste of his cum still on her lips, she wished he’d let her try to take all of him. She would one day. It was a challenge, and unlike some men, he didn’t want to cut off her air.
He positioned her carefully, legs pressed together and hands folded at the small of her back. When he caught her looking, he found something and blindfolded her. She moaned in frustration. She loved his body, and the sightless feeling refocused her attention on her throbbing cunt.
He’d teased her to the edge and left her there for his own relief. Pressing her thighs together, she built her arousal in seconds. A sharp slap on her ass made her stop. Of course, he’d catch her.
“Spread your legs.” He smacked her other cheek.
She obeyed but didn’t go very far.
“Wider!” He slapped both cheeks until she was as far as she could go. Then everything was still.
“Tell me,” he said.
“Like this?” She knew some Doms worried about abused people turning submissive. “Please, fuck me first. Sir, I need to look you in the eye for that.”
He was quiet for a moment. Would he punish her? Leave? Not stay the night? In her aroused state, she couldn’t talk about her family and make sense.
“You are a demanding sub.”
She listened for the front door. When she felt his weight on the bed, she sighed in relief. He pulled her legs together tight and tilted up her ass.
The heat of his body sparked her need, but he spanked her first. Not dead center but around her ass cheeks. Warmth spread as
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