“Go on, my freeuse pet,” he encourages. “No one here is judging you.”
I pull in a deep breath and accept the vibrator from him. When I glance around the room, everyone is absorbed in their own pleasure. Leo watches me eagerly when I turn back to him.
Slowly, I lift the hem of my dress, revealing my bare pussy. I slip the vibrator down my body, the cool metal against my flushed skin making me shiver. I tease myself, running it over my inner thighs, circling closer to my aching pussy.
When I finally press it against my clit, I moan in pleasure, rolling my hips in sync with the toy.
“You’re beautiful,” Leo says, his voice rough. “So sexy and all mine.”
His words spur me on, and I increase the pressure against my clit. My orgasm builds, the tension coiling deep within me. I’m close, so close.
And then Leo’s hand is on mine, taking the vibrator from me. I whimper in frustration, looking at him with pleading eyes.
“Not yet, my sweet. I control your pleasure, remember? And I want to be the one to make you come.”
He turns the vibrator off and slips it into the pocket of his pants. My attention drops to the noticeable bulge in his pants. I did that. My inner slut preens.
“Come with me,” he commands, taking my hand.
I don’t know where he’s taking me, but I’m so turned on I don’t care. As we weave through the club, we pass people in various scenes of play, but he doesn’t pause. He knows exactly where we’re going.
We enter a dimly lit hallway lined with doors. Leo stops at one and turns to face me. “This is a private playroom. Inside, I’m going to make you come, my pet. But remember, you only come when I say so.”
I nod, my heart pounding with anticipation. “Yes, Sir.”
He opens the door, revealing a room with textured red walls. The floor is laminate, great for easy cleanup, and in the center is a large four-poster bed draped in red silk. My eyes widen at the array of toys and restraints laid out on a nearby table.
Leo closes the door behind us, and when he turns to me, there’s a dominant hunger in his eyes. He cups my face gently. “Before we begin, lass, you remember your safewords?”
I nod, my voice steady despite my racing heart. “Red to stop, yellow to slow down, green for good.”
“That’s my good girl.” His thumb traces my lower lip. “I want you to use them if you need to. Promise me.”
“I promise, Sir.”
“Good. Now, strip for me. Slowly.”
My hands tremble as I reach for the hem of my dress. I pull it up slowly and Leo’s gaze follows the movement as I reveal more skin. I slip the dress over my head and let it fall to the floor. I stand before him in just my heels and fight the urge to cover myself. I want to please him, and the appreciative gleam in his eyes tells me that I am.
“Beautiful,” he murmurs, circling me. “Now lie back on the bed. I want to taste you.”
I obey, climbing onto the bed and spreading my legs for him. The silk is cool against my overheated skin. He kneels on the mattress, his hands running up my thighs, and I whimper.
He lowers his mouth to my pussy, and the first touch of his tongue sends a jolt of pleasure through my entire body. He explores every inch of me, licking and sucking, as I moan. I fist my hands in the bedding, trying to hold back my orgasm as the wet sounds of his mouth on me fill the room.
If someone had told me that being a freeuse toy meant this much attention on my pleasure, I wouldn’t have believed them. But here I am, melting under his mouth. I’m not complaining.
He slides two fingers inside me, curling them to hit that perfect spot, and I cry out, my body trembling. “Please, Sir,” I beg. “Please let me come.”
He lifts his head, his fingers still fucking me. “Not yet, pet. You can take more.”
He reaches into his pocket with his free hand. I hear a buzzing sound, and then he presses the vibrator from earlier against my clit. Holy hell. I arch off the bed, my hips bucking at the intense pleasure.
“Oh god,” I moan, my body writhing beneath him. “I can’t...I can’t hold back much longer.”
“You can, my sweet. And you will.”
I grit my teeth as my body trembles from the effort of holding back. The pleasure is so intense it borders on pain, every nerve ending screaming for release. Just when I think I can’t take it anymore, Leo turns off the vibrator and withdraws his fingers. The sudden emptiness is its own kind of agony, leaving me shuddering and hollow.
