It had been too long since I’d seen my boy. Life has a way of doing that. He was going through some things which also added to the time. When he finally came back to me he was the same sweet slut I knew. I walked into his apartment towing my toy bag behind me. He open the door and I walked in. He hugged me. I hugged him back. I continued walking in while he pulled my bag. I turned around and looked into his eyes. He knew. “I’m sorry Miss” he said sheepishly. “Ah hah” I replied my tone reflecting my displeasure in his behavior. “No really I’m sorry.” “I know. Now get down on the floor and apologize correctly” he knelt immediate but looked up at me because he wasn’t sure what to do. This wasn’t part of our routine. I reached out with both my hands and grabbed his soft curly hair. One hand on each side of his face. I stared into his eyes intensely. “I’m sorry!” He said. His tone both pleading and frustrated. I lead down and kissed him. Hard. “I know now kiss my fucking feet and show me how sorry you are” I pushed his head down to help him. He immediately bent down and began placing soft little kisses on the tops of my feet. I still had shoes on. I let him grovel for a minute. I could feel his soft lips every time he pushed them against my skin. It was both reverent and sensual.
I let him grovel for a good minute. Finally I reached down, grabbed his hair and pulled his head up. I forced him to look into my eyes. “Being upset is ok….what’s not ok…bitch!…is not talking to me!” I pulled harder on his hair. “Is that clear?!” “Yes Miss!” Came the quick reply. I rather think I was hurting his hair a little. I didn’t care. “Are you my bitch? BITCH?!””Yes Miss!” “Let’s not forget that BITCH!!””Yes Miss”
I knelt down and grabbed his face again. This started a long string of slow kisses. I can’t quite say they are sensual because I have a tendency to bite lips, grab hair, and generally manhandled my boys. Kissing reminded me of what I had been planning. “On your back on the floor” I said in my usual easy but commanding tone. I have been know to intimidate unattended children in grocery stores to make them stop crying with that tone. He quickly got into position while I took my pants and panties off. Note to self next time wear a skirt.
I stood over him and looked down “do you know what’s about to happen?” I said with a wicked smile “yes Miss” came the reply with an slight grin “you ready?” “Yes Miss!!” I slowly lowered myself over his face keeping one leg spread out so I could move around more freely. Before I knew it I could feel his hot breath against my cunt. It was a millisecond before I felt his eager tongue licking my clit. I rode his face for a while while he licked me eagerly. I came more than a few times. I love the feeling of a warm tongue on my most sensitive skin. After a while being in that position because difficult to hold. It takes effort to ride a sluts face and worry about not drowning him in one’s cum. I instructed him to move down while I took his place on my back. He looked up at me. I gave him my usual command “face!” While I pointed toy cunt, which I’m sure must have been glistening with my juices. He follows directions well, my boy, but he was too eagre and forgot to follow protocol. I move my hand down and covered my cunt. “What did you forget to say?!””Sorry Miss…thank you Miss” I grabbed his hair “that’s right bitch and don’t you forget it.” I shoved his face into my pussy and he began to lick. I lay there relaxing while he went to work licking and sucking my clit. Such an eagre boy. I can’t remember now if and or how many times I squirted in his face. Oh well. Once in a while I would stoke his soft hair while he licked. Sometimes he nudged my clit with his nose. He must have been getting my lovely scent all over him.
I can’t quite remember how we got from that to him naked on the floor and my hand wrapped around his cock. I look at his balls then up at him “so you played with yourself a lot while you were gone did you??””Yes Miss” he said with an embarrassed laugh. “Do you know how I know that?””No Miss” I pointed to his completely deflated and empty balls. I slapped it slightly with my fingers. “I mean look at these things they are empty as can be. If you were any more of a horny slut they would retreat back into you” I softly slapped them up and down again. “look….look…nothing” this time he actually blushed and covered his face.
“I’m sorry Miss!!” “Really? Because this doesn’t look like you’re sorry” I move my hand up and slapped his almost hard cock but I kept slapping his cock around softly. One doesn’t want to damage a toy one may use later “huh? You sorry? This doesn’t say sorry slut!!” At this point he was fully hard. I wrappedy hand around his cock and squeezed “thiiiiiiis doesn’t say you’re sorry!” I squeezed harder”Well not yet anyway!!” I moved my thumb up and rubbed his dripping precum around his head “THIS doesn’t say you’re sorry slut” I began stroking his cock. Slowly at first. The precum made it easy to slide my fingers around but it dried out relatively quickly. So I reached over and squeezed some lube out of the bottle. Ass sluts ways have lube around.
I wrapped my hand around his cock and with the help of the lube slid my hand up and down his shaft. It really didn’t take that long for him to be close to cumming. I knew him well enough by now to know th signs. “You’d better not cum without telling me you hear me slut?!””Yes Miss!!” Came a breath response. I split my index and middle finger and let his cock slide between them. Before long he was panting and begging. “Please Miss I’m gonna cum please!””Oh are you?” I sped up my hand “you better not fucking cum untill I tell you to you hear me slut?””Yes Miss but I’m gonna cum” I twisted my wrist around his head as I went up. “You sure?….you gonna cum?””Yes Miss…please let me cum!””You sure slut?….you want to cum huh???” I kept stroking “OK cum” and just as he started to orgasm I let go. I gleefully watched. His cock surged white hot cum on himself and down his sift. But his cock remained hard. I heard the sound of frustration as he realized what had just happened. I couldn’t help it (nor would I want to) I laughed as I watched his still hard cock covered in cum waving around. Almost in a sad attempt to find the reliefe I had taken from him when I let go. We made eye contact and I grinned. “Did you know what was happening slut?””Well not untill right the end Miss” “how did it feel?””Well really good right untill you let go” I had to laugh “good!! That’s what fucking happens to sluts who don’t communicate with their Mistress….and actually I kind of liked it so get ready to have more ruined orgasms” I saw him smile and then heard the frustrated sigh as he let his head fall to the floor.
End Part 1
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/af1jmb/ruined_orgasms_or_what_happens_when_a_boy_doesnt