Page 3 of Plaything of His

“Yes, Callum. Please.”I manage to say, practically begging him for it, my voice muffled from my face being stuffed against the mattress. “I’ll do anything you want me to, Callum.”

His deep chuckle fills the silence of the room as he locks my wrists into each of the cuffs on either side of the bed. Like this, I can lift my head to breathe a little easier.

As I breathe in through my nose, my lungs are filled with air, and as I exhale through my mouth, Callum finally moves his hands lower to touch me.

I feel thick fingers run up and down my naked ass as Callum takes his sweet time touching me. He takes me into either palm, squeezing my flesh between his hands before he grips me, pulling my cheeks open, leaving my cunt bare to his gaze. He continues kneading my flesh until the stretch and the burn of his fingers is suddenly replaced by the softness of his breath.

I wish he paid for one of the mirrored rooms.

That way, I would be able to watch him tease me, touch me, fuck me.

Like this, with my head facing down and my hands tied, I can barely watch him live in action.

He breathes out heavily, and I feel his softness fanning so close against me that I can tell his inhales from his exhales.

When his lips graze against me, I can’t help myself but push backwards.

Callum immediately stops, pulling away, before digging his fingers into my stomach and his thumbs into my back.

“Have I asked you to move?”

I shake my head against the bed.

“No, Callum.”

There’s a pause before he speaks.

“So why have you moved, sweetness?”

I take a second as I ask myself that very same question.

The clients don’t usually care. They’re here to pump, cum, and dump. As long as we’re able to help them achieve that, they don’t really care about the other things we do.

Callum, he’s different–I know he’s different.

Calling me sweetness…touching me so softly…wanting to see me come for him…

Clearing my throat, I mumble out an apology.

“Sorry, Callum.”

I say, my voice soft and my tone innocent.

He hums appreciatively, removing his fingers from my body, as he palms the curve of my ass once more.

“Good boy.” He praises as he pushes my legs apart, putting all of me on show for him as he lets out a deep groan. “Now, I need you to stay in this very same position until I am finished with you. I want you trembling by the time I have finished eating your pretty peach. Understood?”

I nod against the bed, but he squeezes my flesh between his palms.

“Your words, sweetness.”

He says as I feel him move again.

He lifts his hand to the back of my head as he strokes my hair, still kneading my flesh with his other hand.

“I understand, Callum.”

When he’s satisfied with my response, he presses a kiss to the back of my head and moves his hand away from my hair. Dragging his hand lower, he palms my stomach as he tells me to push up on my knees. I do as he says, and Callum inches his fingers closer to my dick before he curls them around my base. With his other hand resting on my ass, I jerk against his touch as he dips one finger inside of my tightness. Callum pulls away just as quickly as he’s entered me, chuckling with delight, before he tightens his grasp on my dick.

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