After showing me the collar he’d picked for me, I knew I’d do anything he asked. He closed the door to his office and sat down, holding my favorite thick dildo with a knot at the base. I bit my lip and stood in front of him.
“You are mine.” His hands were groping at my curves as he spoke, daring me to moan despite the clear switch in our dynamic. “I want to play with my toy, and take what I want.” Tugging on my shirt, he slipped his hands beneath my bra; I stripped out of my top and leggings, dropping them in a pile. With a groan, he grabbed my breasts through the lace massaging roughly. “Off.”
Slipping off the remainder, he pointed to the floor at his feet and handed me the dildo.
“You’re going to work that deep into your pussy, knot and all. Then, and only then, will you be allowed to suck me off like my good girl.”
“Fuck.” I practically choked on the word, feeling myself get wet.
“Good girls don’t talk back. Get that thing in there. Now.” He wrapped his fist in my hair as I positioned myself on my knees, the large head of the dildo pushing against me. Spreading my knees, I slowly slid down, pausing to adjust everytime it stretched me further and further. As I started on the knot, he whispered, “Eyes on me. Take it.”
I swallowed hard, already feeling the intense pressure of the knot. I hadn’t managed to take it all since it had arrived, and he knew it.
“Don’t you fucking dare cum. Get it in there.”
I eased more of my weight down with a choked moan, wincing as the largest part finally worked past. Nodding slightly, my breathing was shallow as I found the girth too large to adjust to.
“Good girl. Now open your mouth wide for me and stick out your tongue.”
Anything.
Opening my mouth for him, I felt myself get more and more wet despite the discomfort as he pulled his dick out of his shorts.
“I’m going to use my toy’s tongue first, and then I’m going to fuck my toy’s mouth. And do you know why?”
I was holding my breath, completely intoxicated by him.
“Answer me.”
“Be-because I am yours. Fuck… I’m yours.” My voice was hoarse with need. Swallowing hard, I opened my mouth for him again. I was his.
“Good girl.” He stood, hand still wrapped in my hair, and set the tip of his dick on my tongue. I moaned, closing my eyes. “Eyes on me.” He slowly rubbed his length against my tongue, groaning. I could already taste the salty sweetness beading off the head.
“Oh, fuck… close your lips around me. Tighter.” Wrapping my lips around his shaft, my tongue curled under his length and caressed eagerly. Relaxing his hand in my hair, he gently pushed me on to him, taking more of him slowly.
He tasted so damn good, I was nearly forgetting about the pressure from the large dildo.
“Take a deep breath, because I’m going to fuck your mouth, and then hold my dick down your throat as I cum.”
My hand slid down between my thighs to caress my clit, I needed to cum so badly by then. He pushed himself deep into my mouth roughly, making me gag. “I didn’t say you could cum or touch yourself. Hands behind your back.” I nodded slightly, trying to compose myself.
He thrust into my face over and over, his dick filling my mouth entirely. Even without touching myself, I could feel myself inching towards orgasm. Filled and aching pussy. Filled and aching mouth.
More.
“Fuck… I’m gonna cum…”
I took a quick gulp of air before he shoved my face against him, his dick down my throat as I fought the gagging. “Fuck!” He gasped, holding me still, forcing his cum down my throat.
As he pulled back enough so I could breath, coughing and gagging with his dick still in my mouth, he rasped, “Now you can cum… but only while my dick is still in your mouth.”
Despite the mess dripping down my chin, I slowly shifted my hips and gently rubbed my clit, moaning with him still filling my mouth.
Tongue caressing his shaft as he started to soften, I moaned, looking up at him, pleading silently… please? I was so close.
“Cum, baby.”
The spasms around the dildo knot were an intense mix of pleasure and pain. I found myself mumbling and moaning a muffled “fuck” over and over, swallowing repeatedly so I could still breathe with him taking over my mouth.
His hand relaxed in my hair and he stroked it slowly. “Mmm, fuck. Good girl.” Holding me against him still, he sat down with a sigh. “Now stay there on your knees, with my dick where it belongs. I’ve got work to do.”
fuck…