Her Male Model

Obsession

Katrina's Pov

"Kat"

Coal moans out my name, throwing his head back. His cheeks are red, and his eyes are watering from overstimulation.

I shudder. The way he looks right now should be illegal. The way his naked body writhes under mine...

"That's it. Moan my name like the slut you are." I whisper, teasing one of his nipples between my teeth.

Coal moans harder at my words, arching. He grinds his hips against the empty air, searching for friction that won't come. I've been edging him for an hour now, and he seems to be on the verge of shutting down. Even now, his eyes are starting to cloud over. I don't think he could tell me his own name right now, even if his life depended on it.

"Please Mistress...please let me come. Please. I'll be such a good boy."

I smile slowly, moving my lips from his nipple to whisper on his neck.

"Hmmm...I don't know if you deserve to come."

Coal cries out, struggling against his restraints. I have him cuffed to the bed old fashion style: iron chains on his wrists and ankles. We're in the basement of my mansion, AKA the dungeon. No one could possibly hear his cries down here. He's mine to do with as I please. Mine to pleasure, and mine to torment.

I trail a light finger from the base of his dick all the way to the tip. He arches immediately, his dick twitching under my hand.

"So reactive." I whisper against his ear, licking the shell.

He squirms away from my tongue.

I pause, staring at Coal. He pauses too, his breath catching in his throat.

"Do you not like my tongue, Coal?"

His eyes widen, and he shakes his head quickly.

"I love your tongue mistress!"

"Hmmm...that doesn't sound very convincing."

I grab Coals dick, pumping it lightly. He moans out, a pitiful sound. I remove my hand.

"Please mistress...I'm gonna fucking explode."

I trail my hand up his chest, then clench his jaw. I force him to look into my eyes.

"The only way your going to come is if I'm buried in your ass, slave."

"What?" Coal looks up at me with big eyes.

"You heard me."  I turn his face, and lick his ear more forcefully, running my teeth along the side. He shudders under me, squirming.

"Submit to me, or leave my bed in a cock cage."

I pinch his nipples, twisting and pulling them lightly.

Tears mist Coal's eyes, and he thrusts into the empty air. Finally, he looks up into my eyes, and I'm shocked by what I find there...defiance. It lights up his very soul.

"Do your worst."

I wake from the dream with soaked panties and a flush in my cheeks.

I push my wild hair out of my face. Another one? Before this week, I hadn't had a sex dream in years. Then suddenly I'm waking up every morning, wet and worked up like a teenager. I grab my vibrator from inside of my nightstand, sighing.