Had he slept with them?
Did he spank them when they were naughty?
“Oh, that’s a good boy.” His sweet tone sent a shiver through me but the gentle touch he gave me as he ran one finger over my slit only made it more erotic. “You’re still looking pretty for me.”
More random kitchen sounds seemed to fill the background as his finger caressed the length of me again. “Remember, pretty boys get rewards, so this needs to stay nice and hard for me. Is that clear?”
Or what?
What was he going to do?
What would he do if I went soft?
Why did he think I might go soft?
There were a dozen other questions that fired through my head, but they scattered in a thousand different directions as something cold and smooth went down my cock. As I gasped andmy body couldn’t seem to decide if it was cold and bad or cold and good, something hot and smooth quickly chased away the cold.
Fuck.
His tongue.
“Delicious.” As Master groaned, licking his lips and making slutty ice cream pleasure sounds, my dick decided that the cold had been good. “And look at you...this little guy is still pretty.”
That was because he’d scrambled my brains and my dick wasn’t sure what the fuck was going on...but it wanted to be licked again, so it was going to behave.
For now.
God.
Cold.
Hot.
His wicked hum made me think he’d gotten precum with that taste and he liked it. “Yes, this is delicious...and you’ve been so good, I’m going to let you try some too.”
What the fuck was it?
There was more background noise and something moved beside me. Had he set something down? Had he reached for something? Had one of the servants come to watch?
“Open your mouth for me, boy.” His order was so simple I obeyed without thinking, but it didn’t take more than a few seconds to start feeling ridiculous with my mouth open.
Was I supposed to swallow something?
Was I going to get a spoonful of something?
A bite of cake?
Something on his dick too?
Wait. That wasn’t reasonable.
I was too high up for that to work but had he said mouth or had he just told me to open? Was he going to eat his reward out of my ass?
I was back to flashing hot and cold again when his lips met mine and his tongue filled my mouth. Oh. I knew that flavor. Cheesecake. My brain scrambled to figure out exactly what it was, but the taste of the sweet and tangy dessert burst over my tongue as he fed me directly from his mouth.
Moaning as I swallowed the treat down and sucked on his tongue as he made love to my mouth like he owned me, I whimpered as he finally pulled away. “Good boy, yes, that’s how you kiss your Master. You’re learning so fast. I think my sweet virgin is going to turn into a naughty slut.”
It shouldn’t have felt that naughty or that erotic, but I could feel my face heating as my dick jerked to beg for his attention. Master didn’t seem to miss either reaction and made another pleased, happy sound. “Yes, virgins blush so sweetly, but they’re often the neediest sluts once they give themselves to their Master.”
