Obedient Bitch

Chapter 11: The Devil's Toy pt.2

➺Fingering
➺Nipple play
➺Sexting
➺Dirty talk
➺Edging
➺Daddy kink
➺ Light crossdressing
➺ Light exhibitionism
➺ Sex toy

Pete's fingers were trembling as he pulled his cell phone from his pocket and typed a brief message to the target of all his thoughts.

Pete

I'm in my room, hyung

The celebration's over

And I think my parents have gone to sleep

Biting his lower lip while aiming at his cell phone screen in wait for a response, Pete slid to the floor, taking a deep breath. He still had to go to a cardiologist to make sure he didn't have a heart problem, and not risk a heart attack during one of the scenes with Vegas. That man had everything to be the cause of the boy's early death.

A notification made him grip his cell phone tighter, while his heart was racing in his chest.

Vegas

Do you want to continue?

Definitely yes.

Pete

Yes!

Please

Vegas

Then take off your clothes.

Let's use skype

I want to see your pretty face, baby.

Pete closed his eyes, leaning his head against the door, and pressing his thighs together. The small vibrator was still static, but the tingling sensation from the tight rim around it to the boy's erection was still present, making him extremely sensitive.

Pete

Yes, hyung.

Gathering all the strength left in his legs, Pete stood up, and leaving his cell phone aside for a moment, began to remove the pieces of clothing he was wearing. He did everything quickly, without paying much attention to how he performed his own movements. He was so in need of Vegas' attention, it hurt. Even after he was naked, however, Pete hesitated to pick up his cell phone again.

He looked at himself in the medium-sized mirror in front of him, attached to the closet, and in the warm light of the two small lampshades that provided the necessary illumination, Pete liked what he saw. He appreciated himself, touching his cheek, and then his belly. He ran his glowing eyes down the natural curves of his shoulders, and his thighs. The truth was, Pete was radiant. Even though there was a constant reminder of Vegas inside his own buttocks as he celebrated with his family members, the boy enjoyed every moment close to the ones he loved.

And for a long time that room was his refuge. Inside it Pete could be whoever he wanted to be, and in a way, that place made him feel confident. When he turned on his laptop camera, on the other side he would see the man who desired him intensely, in a reciprocal way. On the other side would be the man who, with a few words and gestures, could turn his body into steaming lava. And Pete wanted to earn that. He wanted to deserve all that attention Vegas was giving him. He wanted to seduce him, and drive him as crazy as the man did himself.

He wanted to look good for his owner.

An idea arose in the boy's mind. Something that for a long time brought bad and bitter memories, but that there, in the solitude of his old room, made him smile after so long. Deep inside there was still the fear of rejection. But the trust he had developed for Vegas was enough to give him courage and send him a message.