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"Don't speak and don't cum until I tell you to," he reminded me. How would I ask for permission if he wouldn't let me beg?
His two middle fingers slid in me again and he rubbed gently on the roof of my pussy, finding my g-spot. Fuck, I moaned. I couldn't help it. I started fucking up against his fingers, knowing I would cum soon, and hoping he knew I'd have no choice. My moaning was almost a constant droning sound, and I rolled my hips to meet his fingers. I was on the precipice and dangled there, struggling to hold back, to keep from falling off the ledge. He recognized my desperation and said, "Cum!" as he finally tongued my clit.
Talk about pussy melting. I sighed deeply as my pussy contracted around his fingers, throbbing with my release. He didn't stop fingering me or tonguing me, keeping my orgasm going for over three minutes. I wanted to clutch his head to my leaking cunt and squeeze my legs together but remembered his orders to keep my legs apart and hands gripping the headboard. I couldn't stop moaning as wave after wave of pleasure radiated from my pussy through the rest of my body.
"You may speak now," Scott said.
"Did Mistress Dark teach you that?" I asked.
Scott laughed. "No, but I was offered use of her slaves, mouth or pussy. She could see how excited I was."
"Did you take it?"
"I was still hard when I got home. I'm still hard now. What do you think?"
"I don't know what to think. You've never done anything like that before. Where did you learn?"
"Mount me," he said, "and I'll tell you. I need to cum too."
"Can I release the headboard now?"
"Can you mount me without doing so?"
I considered a moment. "I'll need to readjust my grip, but I can continue holding on."
"Then do so."
He lay on his back and if anything, his cock was even harder now. He wasn't kidding when he said he needed to cum. The head looked purple and his heartbeat was making his prick twitch back and forth, up and down. I climbed over him and didn't even need to aim the head at my entrance. Everything was so wet, he slid right in. It was divine to finally have my pussy filled with his thick stalk. I grabbed the headboard again and my breast dangled over his mouth, a fact he called attention to when he suckled a puckered nipple.
"Don't move," he said. "I want to savor this."
So I sat on his cock feeling it twitch and throb in my still quivering pussy.
"I figured if I was going to be your owner, I should learn to make you beg to cum. In order to be better at making that happen, I read a couple how-to articles written by lesbians. Who better to teach licking pussy than someone who not only had one, but practiced on one all the time. Seems as if they were good teachers."
"I'll say. So what did you learn at Mistress Dark's tonight?"
"I learned a few good tips you'll experience if you decide to become a sex slave. How to turn you into the perfect hot slut. Plus I bought a few things."
"Is that what was in the boxes you brought home?"
"Yes."
"Can I see them?"
"Not unless I own you."
Devil. He knew my curiosity would be burning now. "What did you do? You were gone for over two hours?"
"One of her slaves, going by the name, Slut, met me at the door naked, and led me back to her...what, dungeon, play room, whatever. Slut had welts on her bottom from a cane. Mistress Dark was beside another slave, Rose, a really lovely woman, who was hanging spread eagled from big eyebolts in the ceiling. Mistress Dark was tugging on her nipples before putting alligator clips on them."
"The ones with the teeth?" I asked.
"Yes." I shivered and my pussy clamped down on his cock. "She recommended several items which every slave owner should have and she demonstrated them on Slut."
"Was Slut pretty?"
"She was a little on the plump side, but curvy and she looked delicious naked. Mistress Dark showed me a St. Andrews cross and a pillory, Slut showing them off. It was when Slut was in the pillory with her head at cock level, Mistress Dark offered her mouth to me."
"Why didn't you take advantage of the offer?"
"I consider it to be infidelity."
"You're considering letting me have sex with others. What's the difference?"
"Control. If you have sex with someone, it will be because I've placed you in the position. You're not placing me in a position where I have to choose. I would be choosing. Seems like infidelity to me."
"I appreciate it, but I'm not sure I get the distinction," I said, starting to move, wanting to feel him moving inside me.
"I get the distinction and it's important to me," he said, "and stop moving. I'll cum too quickly."
"So, cum, get hard and cum again."
"Will you suck me to get me hard again?"
There it was again, the choice I was hoping to avoid; to somehow have to lick and swallow male cum. I wasn't wild about it, but he'd given me a wonderful orgasm and I suppose I should get used to it if I wanted to wear clothing for three weeks.
"I can't promise anything, but I'll do my best," I replied.
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