Welcome back to find out what’s going on with our resident Domme! If you missed the start to this story, make sure to check it out! ~Jayden
Chapter 7
“Get up,” I said.
He blinked a couple of times and rolled off of me.
“Are your balls nice and empty now?” I asked.
“Yes, Mistress,” he said.
“Are they really?” I asked, “Or could you go again?”
He shrugged. “I could probably go again in a few minutes.”
“Good,” I said, “lick your cum out of me while we wait.”
“Yes, Mistress,” he said, and I could see the desire in his eyes. He crawled down between my legs and started licking my pussy. He focused a little bit on my clit, and then worked his way down to my hole, where his cum dripped out of me. He licked and swallowed, licked more and swallowed more.
“Make me cum,” I said, and he went back to my clit and started to play with it with his tongue. “Harder,” I said, and I pressed his face into my cunt with my hand. “That’s better,” I said when the pressure increased enough that I could really feel it.
When he was getting me close, I started thrusting my hips against his face until I came, screaming and pressing his face into my pussy harder. He rode my orgasm with me, not trying to pull away or fight me at all. I was sure he could if he wanted to, but he was smart not to.
I lay on the bed, breathing heavily when he was done. He went back to licking my slit and making sure all of his cum was cleaned up. “Good boy,” I said. “How do you like eating your own cum out of Mistress?”
“I love it,” he said, only taking his mouth off of me long enough to say the words, and then he dove back in.
“Good,” I said. “It’s much more convenient for me.”
“Yes, Mistress,” he said before going back for more.
“That’s enough, bitch. I know you’re desperate to have your mouth on me, but I’m pretty sure I’m dirtier from you licking me than you fucking me.”
He blushed slightly and looked down, and I could tell he liked being insulted.
“Get up on your knees and jerk off,” I said.
“Am I going to be allowed to cum, Mistress?” he asked.
“Yes,” I said, “you’re going to cum all over my stomach and chest.”
“Yes, Mistress,” he said, and I could see him stroking faster.
“And then you’re going to lick it off.”
“Yes, Mistress,” he said, and I could hear his breath coming short as he jerked off as quickly as he could.
“That’s a good boy. Cum for your Mistress. I know you’re just a pathetic little bitch, but I know you can cum for me.”
“Yes, Mistress,” he said, and it sounded like he was so used to saying it that it just rolled off his tongue.
“Good boy,” I praised again. I reached out to gently fondle his balls, and he flinched when I touched them. But I wasn’t doing anything that would hurt him. Not right then, anyway.
It didn’t take too long before he said, “Mistress, I’m going to cum.”
“Good, don’t miss. I’ll make you lick it off the bed.”
“Yes, Mistress,” he said, and he slowed his strokes so that he was able to aim most effectively. He managed to get it all on my chest and stomach. I was suitably impressed.
“That was pretty good,” I said.
“Thank you, Mistress. I have a lot of practice masturbating.”
I chuckled. “That’s fine. You won’t need to masturbate much anymore.”
“I won’t, Mistress?”
“Nope.”
“But I’m only going to be seeing you once every two weeks.”
“Mm-hmm,” I said.
He blinked at me a few times as he brought his fingers to his mouth and licked off the cum that had pooled on his fingers.
“Go ahead and lick up your mess, bitch.”
“Yes, Mistress,” he said, and he leaned down and started licking the cum off my body.
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