You walk through the threshold with flowers in hand and puppy dog eyes. I immediately tell you to strip and get on your knees. It’s been a while. I’m aware of how vulnerable you feel when you’re completely exposed in front of someone you desperately want to impress. I make you follow me to the couch. I sit down and notice a trail of precum from the door to me. This is almost too easy! I reach down and wipe it off onto my finger. I make you inspect it and tell you to open your mouth. You seductively suck it off while maintaining eye contact searching for an ounce of validation. I give you a little smirk and that was all the positive reinforcement you needed. I haven’t seen you since the night you fucked up. I reach over your shoulder and run my fingers down your back. I raise my arm and you flinch from anticipation. I spank you hard and your flesh reddens and raises in the shape of my hand. The sight of the handprint makes me crave more. I spank again and again until I lose count. I yell “maybe if you’d stop fucking up, I wouldn’t have to keep teaching you a lesson.” You respond “I’m sorry, Mommy,” but I hate apologies so I spank you harder. “I promise I’ll learn, Mommy, I don’t like disappointing you.” “I taught you better than this.” Clearly you’ve had bad influences and I think the only solution is high protocol training, but that’s for another time. Tonight is about reminding you how much of fuck up you are. I notice your cock is dripping and you only seem get harder the more I hurt you. I continue spanking you. I admire my work for a second, then give you a few more spanks. I tell you to stand up and sit down in the chair. I tie you to the chair and place a vibrator right under you. I remind you, “What do you good boys get?” You respond, “rewarded.” “That’s right. And what do bad boys gets?” “Punished,” you reply. I gag you because I don’t want to hear another word come out of your mouth unless they’re muffled screams. I leave the room and I know you’re confused and scared and turned on. Left alone with your thoughts and dripping cock. I hear you squirming and moaning from the vibrator and you become quiet as I enter the room with a tripod, dildo, and lube in hand. You’re assessing my every move. Curious what’s about to happen next. I stick the dildo on the coffee table and the tripod across from it. I place my phone in the tripod and open the camera app. Your eyes get bigger as you see yourself staring back at you. I start to undress myself and that turns you on so much you remember there’s a vibrator massaging you. You let out a relieving moan. I bend down and pump some lube on my hands. I’m sure you’re hoping it’s for you, but instead I start stroking the dildo. You already know what’s about to happen. I spread my legs and start touching myself. I rub the remaining lube on my pussy… not like I need it from how wet I’ve gotten. Watching you squirm and moan while restrained is enough. I turn my back to you and bend over towards my phone. I hear let out a muffled “oh my god” from the sight of my pussy. I tap the red button to start filming. I bend over and tease my pussy with the tip of the dildo. I slowly start to lower myself down onto the dildo. I feel it enter me and I let out a little moan. I watch you in the background of video begging and screaming for me to let you out. I slowly start fucking it knowing how aroused this is making you only makes me want to go harder. I know you’re getting closer and closer and that makes me want to beat you to it, but I know you’re not going to cum because I haven’t given you permission and you’re not going to make the mistake of fucking up twice. I bounce on it slower and deeper than before teasing you with my pussy. I grab my vibrator that’s been laying on the table and put it up to my clit. It doesn’t take long to get me close. The sight of a helpless, horny sub always makes me want to cum. I ride it while making circles on my clit. “I’m so fucking close,” I moan. I relax a little more and feel myself reaching an orgasm. I moan over and over letting myself cum all over the thick silicone cock. I regain my composure and dismount. I walk over to you and watch as your eyes get bigger with every step I take closer to you. I remove your gag and before you can let out a word, I replace it with the dildo. I walk over to the kitchen feeling the wetness in between my legs and thighs with each step and reach for a champagne flute. You’re confused but as turned on from the taste and smell of my cum. I place the glass down and I reach for the lube. I pump it onto my hands and bend over with my tits hanging in front of your face. I slowly start stroke your cock and covering it with lube. I know it isn’t going to be long before you explode so I grab the champagne flute and direct you to cum in it. My permission is all it took for you to release. I watch it shoot out into the glass filling it a third of the way up. I remove the dildo from your move and tilt the chair back. “Open wide!” I start pouring the remains of the glass into your mouth. As I’m doing so, I untie you from the chair. I tell you to stand up, your mouth still full. I grab your clothes, walk over to the door, and open it for you. I point out into the hallway and you follow. I throw your clothes at your feet and shut the door. Naked, mouth full of cum, and stunned. That’s how I like my men.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zjoy30/how_i_like_my_men
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