Ben grabs you by your hair and pulls you from your punishment position. He guides you off of the bed and leaves you with one word--kneel--as he stands before you. You oblige and slowly, Ben begins to unbutton his trousers. You stare at the obvious bulge eagerly and look up to meet his gaze as you lick your lips. You are met with a fearsome grin.
"I can see you're already embracing your true self, my greedy little cock slut," he growls in his deep baritone. The words send shivers down your spine and you find yourself ever more turned on, though you never imagined that possible. Ben's long, thick cock springs from its confines right in front of your face and an involuntary moan escapes your lips. All you hear is a short, dark chuckle before Ben's hand is in your hair again.
"I know how badly you want this, my little slut. I'll let you have it and if you're very good, you'll be rewarded. Understood?"
"Of course, sir," you reply quickly, anxious to taste the man to whom you're surrendering yourself.
"Very good." Ben urges you forward with a tug of you hair. You bring your lips to the head of his cock and flick out your tongue. You hear a small hiss escape Ben's mouth at the contact. Slowly, you circle the tip with your tongue, taking your time to bring him as much pleasure as possible. Wrapping your lips around him, you ease yourself down the length of his shaft, making sure to tease as much with your tongue as you can get to. When he hits the back of your throat, you let out a deep moan that sends your pleasure vibrating through him and instantly forces him to tighten the grip on your hair.
"My naughty girl," he groans, "I love the feeling of your eager mouth around my cock." You take his dirty words as encouragement and begin to bob slowly up and down his length. You suck and swirl and lick in response to his physical cues. You look up, desperate to see how much Ben is enjoying himself. He has his eyes closed and is biting down on his lower lip. Knowing your submission is bringing him this much pleasure increases your desire. You fight the urge to bring your tied hands to the mouth of your pussy. Instead, you slide them up the inside of his thigh which pulls another deep moan across his lips. Your fingers begin to massage his balls as his head makes pass after pass at the back of your throat.
You're getting lost in your thoughts and the sensory overload you're experiencing. You love feeling his girth in your mouth, the unique, powerful taste of him, the heft of his cock pressing against your throat, the ease with which your lips pass over the smooth skin of his shaft. Feeling his hands in your hair and his guiding your mouth along him sets you on fire. You want to beg him to let you touch yourself, as his pleasure has intensified your own. You moan loudly around his cock and suddenly he jerks you back.
"I'm tempted to take my release right now." He growls, pulling you to your feet to meet his face. His lips crush yours in a passionate kiss, his lips licking over yours and you know he's tasting himself on you. Your bodies are pressed so tightly together, you feel the pressure of his cock on your stomach and you crave it even more.
"But," he finishes his thought, "you've been such a good girl for me." He traces along your jaw with one finger. Your eyes light up as he speaks, he notices and gives a devilish grin. "Get on the bed. On your back, darling."
You obey his newest command and position yourself on your back in the center of the bed. You bring your bound hands over your head and look to the side as you watch Ben remove his shirt and trousers, exposing his strong, pale form. Goosebumps creep across your skin as you stare longingly at the man you love. He climbs on to the bed and kneels between your spread legs.
"Your turn."
