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I also couldn’t help but notice that his cock was rock hard again already.
My mouth went dry. I was already exhausted, and he was ready to go again. He cupped the back of my head and I opened my mouth, knowing that was what he expected of me. Instead of thrusting hard into my throat, he pressed in slowly, his movements unhurried as he laid claim to my mouth. I balked as I gagged around him, trying to get used to his enormous size and utterly failing. I sputtered as I drew one breath through my nose followed by the next until eventually, I was able to maintain some semblance of control. I focused on taking him in my mouth like a good girl and closed my lips around his shaft.
I suckled as much of the length that I could, feeling a delicious tingle race down my spine as he leisurely used my mouth. I could feel his cock growing harder against my tongue.
“You’ve got such a warm little mouth. I’m going to make use of it often, pet,” he growled, and my core twisted in on itself with an incredibly intense jolt of need. The way he spoke never ceased to throw me off balance and it only seemed to make me hotter every single time.
His hand cupped the back of my head and the pace of my mouth-fucking slowly increased. I struggled to take him as he pressed himself deeper and deeper into my mouth and when he finally pushed past the tight ring of muscle at the back of my throat, I panicked for several long moments before I finally managed to gather myself. Tears prickled at the corners of my eyes. My punishment hadn’t ended. This was just another part of it, and I had no doubt that it was going to hurt just as much as the rest of it had. Even now, my throat was already beginning to ache from his thick cock.
He took control of my mouth and I did my best to suckle him.
“That’s right, my pet. Clean off my cock with those pretty lips,” he purred, and my pussy tightened at his words. I could feel the remains of his seed, as well as my own wetness dripping down the folds of my pussy and it made my thighs tremble at the thought of it.
I bobbed my head forward and back, taking him deeper with every movement. I gave him everything, trying to show him that I had learned my lesson with my mouth. I shivered with ever-growing need and moaned around him even though my cheeks and my throat had begun to ache. His cock was so hard, and I soon became nervous that he would outlast my abilities to please him, but I continued to work him as much as I could anyway.
“Reach between your thighs and touch yourself, my pet. I want to hear you scream for me with my cock inside this pretty mouth,” he demanded, and I gasped in shock. I whimpered around him and hesitantly reached to caress my pulsing clit. It was still sore and entirely too sensitive, but I obeyed him anyway and started using the flats of my fingers to pleasure myself.
It was difficult focusing on sucking him at the same time that I was touching myself. It was a confusing mixture of concentration and bliss that was difficult to maintain any semblance of control over and I soon gave up even trying. He gripped the hair at the back of my scalp firmly and used my mouth while I enjoyed playing with my pussy.
The more I explored my flesh, the more I surprised myself with how strongly my arousal returned even though I had come several times already. His cock throbbed against my tongue and I suckled harder, the wet sounds of my lips around him shamefully loud, which only served to make my desire simmer even hotter.
My core pulsed and I shuddered with need. I choked on his cock as he roughened his pace, forcing myself to take him as deeply as I could. He groaned and the first scalding hot spurt of his seed splashed against the back of my throat. I gagged for a fraction of a second before I was able to make myself swallow his cum. Over and over I gulped him down at the same time my own orgasm broke over me.
I moaned around him, his cock choking my sounds as I came for him. He groaned and thrust into my mouth as my tongue bounced shamefully off his cock.
When he was finished, he leisurely fucked my mouth as I cleaned him off. I ran my tongue up and down his shaft, still shivering from the effects of my own orgasm. I met his eyes as I licked him, suckling the head of his cock and making sure that I gathered every last drop of his arousal with my tongue.
He pulled free from my lips and squeezed the back of my scalp before he finally released me.
“Such a good girl,” he murmured. He took his cock in his hand and tucked it back inside his slacks. Then he knelt down and gathered my sore, well-used body in his arms and carried me out of the foyer. I was too tired and achy to really look at my surroundings, so I pressed my face into the crook of his neck instead. I breathed in the scent of him and languished in the warm feelings in my chest.
A deep buzzing sensation fluttered just beneath my skin and when he brought me into the bedroom, I lifted my head and looked around. The room was decorated in soft blues, muted grays and silvers, as well as cream. The bed was massive, definitely larger than a king and decorated with an extravagant number of pillows on top of it. There was a matching dark cherry wood bedroom set that had been intricately carved with swirling designs that reminded me of a swiftly flowing waterfall hurtling off a cliff. My eyes explored the room further, taking in the gracefully draped curtains and soft blankets over the side of the soft fabric couch. His bedroom was something out of a magazine and I knew I would have no trouble resting peacefully in such luxury.
He placed me on top of the mattress, and I curled up in a small ball, still feeling very languid from the expert bliss I’d experienced under his hands. I looked around and watched as he walked to a small table that was placed against the wall not far from the bed.
“Up on your hands and knees, pet. It’s time for you to become my kitten,” he murmured.
What?
“Do I need to tell you a second time, pet?” he said, the warning in his voice feeling more lethal now that I knew his palm could punish far more than just my bottom.
Timidly, I moved to obey him, and he cocked his eyebrow up at my unhurried movement. He didn’t admonish me, but I had a feeling that if I took any more time to obey his instructions, I would pay for it quite dearly. He cleared his throat expectantly and I placed myself fully up on my hands and knees. I arched my back just the slightest bit, lifting my ass as I did so, and he smirked in amusement.
After that, he turned away while shaking his head and I watched as he grabbed something on the bedside table. I didn’t look very closely, and when he turned back around and faced me, he was holding something in his hands. I focused on it and saw that it was a pair of black and white kitten ears attached to a thin headband. Honestly, it was sort of cute and I found myself drawn to it. I wanted to reach out and touch it, but I didn’t know if I could move just yet.
He strode toward me and purposefully placed it on top of my head. Unable to help myself this time, I sat back on my heels and reached to touch the ears. The fur was incredibly soft. I adjusted them a little and pushed my hair out of my face. He smiled in appreciation as he gazed back at me. Then his eyes flicked back to the table.
I stared at him with a certain curiosity as he returned to the small pile of objects and picked up something else. He turned back toward me, and I was able to see that he was holding a collar, a thin black band decorated with a matching bow and a silver bell. He didn’t ask if I wanted to wear it. He just closed it around my throat.
It was tight, but not too much so. He checked the fit by slipping two fingers beneath it. He jerked me gently forward and hummed with pleasure. I reached up to touch that too. I ran my fingers over the back of it and found that there was no place to unclasp it. I touched the bow and I couldn’t contain my raging curiosity as I flicked the bell at the center of the collar.
The musical sound of its ring jingled throughout the room, echoing in the silence.
“Now I can hear you when you come crawling to me, my pretty little pet,” he said, smiling as he grazed his thumb across my cheek, and I felt myself blush at his words.
Would he really make me crawl for him? Did I want to?
“Now it’s time for your tail, my pretty little kitten,” he said firmly.
