His Dominant, Her Submissive

14. (NSFW)

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Watching as he stripped down to his boxers, she shook her head and sighed. "How many times do I have to tell you, baby? If I tell you to strip, I mean strip." She ordered, which he nodded before taking his underwear off. "Now get on the bed, I wanna play with you a bit before we get to the machine." 

As he got onto the bed, she pretended to think for a moment before finally stripping down to nothing. Climbing on top of him, she moved to where their faces were a few inches apart. All she had to do was look at him and kiss him. Sitting up straight, she could feel him hard under her already. "Really?" She asked in a teasing tone before looking at his dick. 

"I'm sorry, miss," he whimpered, which she chuckled at his actions. 

"We've had sex before, yet I still manage to get you so flustered you can't control your pathetic little dick?" She muttered before sticking her middle and ring fingers in his mouth. "Be a good boy and prep my fingers, will you?" Seeing as he quickly nodded before following her orders, she kissed his neck.

Feeling him moan around her fingers, she moved down to his chest before sucking on one of his nipples. Hearing the sudden whimper, she smirked before using her free hand to play with his other nipple. Feeling as he tried thrusting his hips against her, she chuckled before looking up at him. "Don't make me punish you so quickly. Stop moving your hips or I'll leave you here, do you understand?" 

"Yes, ma'am," he spoke around her fingers, which she giggled at his desperation before moving back to his nipples. Hearing his whines only drove her further. Moving away from his nipples, she took her fingers out of his mouth and grabbed his thighs. Forcibly pulling him closer to her, she grabbed his dick, making him jolt.

"Are you that sensitive? Pathetic," she teased before watching him helplessly thrust into her hand. "That's strike 2. Baby, you don't want me to punish you, it would be rougher than last time." Kiara warned, which he nodded before trying to keep himself still. "What was that? I couldn't quite hear you." 

"Yes, Mistress, I won't do it again," he affirmed, making her chuckle. Moving her hands toward his ass, she wrapped her right hand around his dick while inserting the two fingers he sucked on into his ass. Hearing his sudden whine, it took her little time to brush against his prostate. "H-How did you find it so quickly?" 

"I never forgot where it was. Be a good boy for me and moan for me," she teased before starting to thrust her fingers in his ass. Hovering her mouth over his dick, she slid her mouth down until she met his hips. 

"Mmh- fuck-!" he whimpered as he gripped the sheets. As much as he wanted to thrust his hips into her mouth, to fuck her mouth, he had a feeling what would happen. The last time he was punished, he had bruises on his waist and he walked funny for a few days. "Oh, please, I-I can't," he whined.

"You can, and you will. Do you understand, pet?" She ordered harshly, which he nodded as if trying to suppress his whines. "Spencer, look at me," she warned harshly, making him look at her between his legs. "When I tell you to do something, I expect you to do it. However, if you want to act like a brat, I'll handle that brattiness real quick. Now then, can you take it?" 

"Yes, Mistress," he answered breathlessly, which she needed to ask the next question as a safe point.

"Do you need to use your safeword?" She asked softly, which he shook his head. "I need to hear you verbally say it."

"No, Mistress, I don't need my safeword," he answered, which she smiled before sliding her mouth back down his dick. "Fuck-!" He moaned breathlessly as he felt her fingers brush against his prostate. It wasn't just two fingers at once, it was her middle and ring finger alternating quickly.