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“Did that taste good?” I ask.
“Mh-hm,” he replies, and I give him a scornful glare. Then I tug painfully on his scalp again.
“Where are your manners?”
“Yes, ma’am,” he says, wincing in pain. I finally let go of his hair, and push him into an upright, standing position in front of me.
“Good.” I stroke him, admiring his hard, impressive length, the red tip growing harder with each pass of my hand. Using the other, I reach under him and cup his balls, massaging them in my palm as I watch his reaction. “You don’t come until I say you do.”
He watches with his mouth hanging open as I pull his cock to my mouth, lapping up another drop of pre-cum on the tip. Swirling my tongue around the head, I listen to the sounds he makes, groaning and gasping as I tease him.
When I suck him into my mouth, he lets out a heady moan, and I purposely draw him closer to his climax. Sucking hard and moving quickly, I bring him all the way to the brink.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he stammers as he tries to pull away.
Just before I know he’s about to lose it, I take my mouth away and pull gently on his balls, bringing him just enough pain to stop the orgasm.
When I look up at him, he stares down with wide eyes, racked with chills running all the way up his spine and making him shudder.
This is going to be fun.
“Lie down,” I command, letting go of him and moving to stand. As I unclasp my bra, he hops up on the bed, lying on his back as he waits. I pick up the scarf I placed there earlier and climb onto the bed to straddle him.
“Wrists together over your head.”
He quickly obeys as he watches me climb over him to tie his wrists in a simple knot. My platform bed doesn’t have bed posts to bind him to, so cuffed above his head will have to do for now. But as I stare down at him bound and at my mercy, I’m considering buying a new bed for this purpose.
As I tie his wrists, my breasts hang in his face and I notice him watching them as if he wants a taste.
“Go ahead,” I say, and with that, he doesn’t hesitate to latch his mouth around one side, sucking the sensitive bud between his teeth. I feel his hips rise as if his cock is searching for me.
Rules are going to be broken today, and I don’t even care anymore. We’re too far gone now.
“Bite it, just a little,” I say, and he does, adding enough pressure to make my core light up with arousal again.
I whimper and he thrusts his hips up once more, grinding his aching erection against me. As much as I want to let him have what he wants, I’m not quite done with his punishment yet.
The more I draw this out, the better. Eventually, I will let Beau come, but not before I torture him a little more first.
Rule #21: The reward is usually worth the wait.
Beau
I’ve never been more turned on in my life. I’ll admit, at first, it was hard to fight the urge to throw her down and fuck her hard until I came, but finding the patience to wait and the faith to put the control in her hands is paying off in a big way.
Her mouth is wrapped around my cock again. My hands are restrained over my head as she kneels between my legs and brings me to the brink once more. But I’m not allowed to come. No matter how good she makes it and how much I want to, I won’t break this rule.
Because I don’t want punishment today—I want the reward.
But it’s not easy. She’s making it hard on purpose, literally. Even the way she plays with my balls, massaging them gently as she sucks on the tip of my cock, drives me absolutely insane.
All sense of manners and decorum are out the window. Fuckma’amand being quiet and obedient. I’m writhing, sweating, cursing, and begging.
“Maggie,” I groan. “You are fucking killing me.”
She pops her mouth off, and I lie my head back, gasping in relief. “Did you just call me Maggie?” she asks.
In a desperate huff, I apologize. “I’m sorry. Ma’am. Mistress. Madame, whatever you want me to call you. Can I just come, please?”
