She sank down, completely undisturbed by the Master’s words.“We’ll see about that.”
“Go easy on me, baby,” Garrett said, knowing what herresponse would be.
She licked her lips.“Not on your life, Sir.”
She leaned over and her tongue touched his cockhead,gathering the arousal seeping from the slit of his dick.She groaned like she’dtasted manna from heaven.
This was going to be rough.
The first lash struck, and he was caught between thesweetest pleasure and the sting of the whip.It crashed through him and somehowmorphed into something warm and soft.The whip wasn’t barbed.It would leavelight pink streaks across his back.
Olivia’s tongue was a tiny butterfly moving across his dick.He had to grit his teeth against the soft pleasure.Then the whip cracked andhe groaned.They worked in tandem, lighting up his flesh with sweet pain andpleasure.Olivia’s tongue whirled around his cock as though she knew the whip’sintensity was rising.
They created a song on his skin, in his soul.Something he’dwaited a lifetime for.
When Olivia hollowed out her cheeks and her fingertipstouched his balls, it took everything he had to hold off the orgasm.Painslashed across the back of his thighs, forcing him to return to reality.Likeall the others, the pain bloomed briefly and then morphed into sweet heat thatsomehow loosened up all the tense parts of him.
“That was thirty,” Keane said, his voice tight as though hewas holding something back, too.“Olivia, was he a good boy?”
She sat back on her heels, her lips swollen and eyes wide.“I tried my best.”
She hadn’t.He’d had some spectacular blow jobs from thiswoman, so he knew when she was holding back, and he was so grateful to her.“She went easy on me.”
Her nose wrinkled.“Well, I won’t next time.”
“Next time I won’t be so filled with emotion I can barelystand up,” Garrett replied.“And you knew that and took care of me.”
Keane stepped in front of him.At some point he’d ditchedhis jeans and boxers, and now he was completely naked with nothing but a whipin his hand.His cut jawline bore a five-o’clock shadow that gave him a ruggedlook.
His Master was so fucking hot.
“I won’t make the same mistake,” Keane said.
Garrett’s body tightened again.Was the whipping not over?He could handle it.He would feel those lashes in his backside for days, but hewould love it.He was willing to go anywhere Keane led because he trusted thisman with his everything.
Olivia started to rise but Keane held a hand out, tellingher to stay where she was.“I think you need some help, baby.”
And then Keane dropped to his knees, letting the whip fallto the side.
“What are you doing?”Garrett’s brain couldn’t quite makethe connection.His Master was on his knees in front of him.He wasn’t goingto…
“Are you uncomfortable at the thought of my mouth on yourcock?”Keane asked.“Because it’s something I’ve been dreaming of for a longtime.Understand this isn’t submission to you.This is a gift for themagnificent way you handled everything today.And it’s because I want it.Iwant to taste you.”
Olivia huddled close to Keane, a sweet smile on her face.“Oh, Master, he tastes so good.I love it when he comes in my mouth and I haveto try so hard to swallow him down.I know I get called a loudmouth a lot, butthe truth of the matter is mine is rather small and his cock is huge.Just likeMaster’s.”
He loved the persona she took on in the play space.She wasstill Olivia, but there was a sweetness, an openness about sex and what sheliked and loved.She didn’t hesitate in the place to praise her men for theirbeauty or how good they were at eating her tight pussy.
He never knew how much he loved hearing the words.
Keane looked up at him.“If this is too much too fast, tellme now.”
“You think I haven’t dreamed about it, too, Master?I thinktonight is an excellent time for firsts,” Garrett admitted.
Keane reached up, and that big, callused hand grippedGarrett’s cock and he sucked in air.This was happening.Really happening.
The minute Keane’s hand tightened on his cock he groaned,his head falling back, and then he was enveloped in the staggering heat of hisMaster’s mouth.He loved Olivia’s tongue and how delicate it felt, but hecraved this, too.Craved the force and power that crashed over him like a wave.Keane’s mouth was a furnace, and there were no teasing licks or time spentworking his mouth around his cock.There was complete domination.
He forced himself to bring his head up, to open his eyes andsee what was in front of him, to prove this wasn’t a dream.The picture infront of his eyes made his heart nearly stop.Keane sucked his cock, headmoving up and down the length, getting almost to the tip when he plunged inagain.The strong force of his mouth was killing Garrett, but he wouldn’t haveit any other way.
