The Diary of Two Doms [BDSM]

The Diary of Two Doms

This is the chapter of the Truly Unruly only I wanted to change the second chapter and I ended up deleting the whole story. I think I like this version better. I did edit this to make it better. the next chapter will be up soon!

Kyrie pulls her lip between her teeth in one smooth motion. She still hadn't entirely figured out how she should break her little trouble maker, from is rebellious ways. Its been the fourth time today that he's has completely ignored her orders. Four times too many. Kyrie cracks her whip into the air, causing the boy to jump in fear. He knew exactly what he's gotten himself into. Kyrie had placed a black silk blindfold over his hazel green eyes and a ball gag between in plump pink lips.  

"Being bad just feels so good doesn't it, Dog." Kyrie murmurs, letting the whip come down on his sex. He groans to her with his nostrils flared and complete lust burning in his eyes. He's been ordered not to move an inch. Only the muffled moans feel the air as a little drop of pre-come beads at the tip on his member. Just one little whip and he's already coming for her. Just the way she likes it.

With a smirk graced on her face Kyrie inches forward until her breath is against his neck. He senses her and immediately his heartbeat quickens. She just seem to have that affect on him. Which only turned him on more. He loves being bad as long as her punishments are so damn good. Kyrie looks down at the glistening bead of pre-come at the tip of his member, before she takes the shaft into her hand. The boy jumps as her cold skin hits his warmth.  

"Is this for me?" She smiles, bending down to blow on it. The boy tenses instantly, nodding his head as she flicks out her tongue to taste his arousal. He whimpered behind the ball gag in his mouth. Kyrie could tease him all night, in fact she'd been thinking about it for a while now. She'd leave him in her little play room until morning and if she really felt in the mood to sleep with him, she would. Even though that's highly unlikely.

"Mmmm." Kyrie moans her tongue finally meeting his tip. She loves the way he tastes. Kyrie could see his little friend jump in excitement, which only brought a undying flame of lust into Kyrie's eyes. She removes the ball gag, enabling him to speak. He coughed a little before his lips curl up into sexy smirk. This little trouble maker is a cocky one, Kyrie thinks to herself. She knows just how to break him. 

"I bet you want me bend my cute little ass over so you can take me from the back-don't you?" Kyrie grins, taking his nipple in between her fingers. She ran her tongue down his chest, stopping just above his V-shape. He hisses into the air, balling his hands into fist, bucking against the He's going to regret it all in the morning. 

"Yes Mistress." He replies with a snarky tone. This boy is literally going to be the death of her, the whip is starting to be pleasurable to him. It's not about his pleasure, Its about Kyrie's. Kyrie with no hesitation tosses the whip across the room, if she's going to pleasure him then its going to be torturous, that's for sure. Kyrie slides her hand down his shaft and back up again in a taunting motion. The smirk on her Dog's face disappears instantly. If there's one thing he hates is when she goes this slow when she's 'teaching him a lesson'.  

The boy throws his head back in frustration, he couldn't help but think about how talented her fingers are. He'd in fact mastered her little whip, but when it came down to being skin on skin with her, he was her little puppy-instead of her bad dog. He growls under his breath, the sensation she's giving him, makes his toes curl in pure bliss. At first he didn't think that their relationship would work. He's just as dominating as she is if not more. The truth is their relationship so far has been based on pure competition. Who can trump who? Who's the better dominate? If you'd have to ask him-she couldn't beat him on his worse day.