Welcome to the A to Z Challenge 2023!
Warning: This is a kinky blog for adults only! We will be addressing topics of BDSM in our fictional posts!
Jayden is back this week with a new story! If you haven’t read our other stories, just go back to N is for…. We’re writing about resilient submissives on our kinky blog.
Content warning: This one has some golden showers play, so be prepared (or come back next week for something different!)
Her heart raced, waiting to find out the results from her Master. The range of his repertoire is without restriction. But what he’d do to her, she had no idea.
He ran his fingers through her hair softly, fingering the long length. “You’re trembling, pet.”
“Y-yes, Sir,” she whispered. She wasn’t scared of him. She knew he would see that no harm came to her, but the unknown was frightening. And the cool evening air was making her wet legs even colder.
“Get down on your knees, slut,” he said, putting gentle pressure on her shoulder. She sank to her knees and looked up at him expectantly. He pulled his cock out and she could see that he was half hard already. She leaned forward, ready to take him into her mouth, but he wound his fingers into her hair and pulled back. “Not yet,” he said gruffly.
She whimpered and her pussy clenched with desire. “When, Master?”
He pulled his hand back and slapped her lightly across the face. She remembered the first time he’d done that, she’d been shocked, but immensely turned on. She’d begged him to do it again and again. “When I’m ready, bitch,” he growled.
“Yes, Master,” she said, her voice stronger and more confident now. With him standing over her, she was more sure of herself than she was any other time.
“You got to relieve yourself like a bitch in the yard, but I haven’t had the pleasure.” He pulled her head back by her hair so that her mouth was pointed right up to his cock. “But I’m not a bitch, and I don’t have to pee in the yard, do I?”
“No, Sir,” she said, her voice slightly choked out by the angle of her neck.
“Drink it, slut. Drink as much of it as you can. Every drop you spill will be one more hit from the cane when we go inside.”
Her pussy clenched tight with desire as he began to pee, aiming for her wide open mouth. She managed to get most of it in her mouth, but she may have let a little more than was necessary dribble down her chin…
J R Vincente 