Norman Reedus Imagines

More Than Friends--- PART 3 (Norman

Norman was pulled from his sleep by the warm, wet feeling of something sliding over his morning erection. He opened his eyes to a mound of fire engine red curls pillowed in his groin. At least half of his length was in her mouth, the head sliding down her throat with each bounce of her curls. Her hands squeezing and stroaking what she couldn't swallow. Norman was quickly reaching his climax. She hummed around his length. Letting him know she knew he was awake, but she didn't let up. Rather she doubled her efforts, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked hard with each upward movement. Norman knew he didn't have permission, but he couldn't hold back any longer. She stilled in her activities and swallowed greedily as he spilled down her throat.

He sunk back into the mattress, still sleepy and now sated. Deli pulled off and cleaned up his softening member. Not waisting a drop.

"You didn't have permission to do that, Boy." She said when she finished.
"Sorry, ma'am. I couldn't help it." Norman replied.
She sighed.
"Get in the shower while I think of an appropriate punishment." Deli said, getting off the bed and walking into his bathroom.
"Yes, ma'am." Norman replied, following her.

Norman quickly washed himself and waited for her under the warm spray. She climbed in after him, curtly handing him her loofa, and he began gently cleaning her skin. When he finished he carefully turned her around and shampood her hair, being as gentle as he could. He was trying very hard to be good, hoping it would lessen his punishment. When he was finished he stood contritely in the shower waiting for her to finish cleaning him.

"This needs shaved." She said, taking his flaccid length in hand. Deli quickly and efficiently washed him before turning off the water and stepping out of the shower.

Norman followed her, grabbing her towel and drying her off before himself. When he finished he wrapped her curls in her towel and set about getting supplies out for her to shave him. He perched himself on the edge of the tub when everything was ready and waited for her. She quickly, but gently shaved him smooth with the straight razor he'd provided her. Rubbing lotion into his skin when she was done, she fit his chastity cage over his length and walked back out into the bedroom.

Norman followed her into his closet and reached for a loose fitting pair of black jeans.

"Did I say you could get dressed?" She asked, not turning to look at him.
"No ma'am." He replied, placing his hands back at his sides.
"Go out into the living room and wait for me." Deli told him.
"Yes ma'am." Norman said, turning to leave the closet.

He knelt on the hard black wood of his living room floor, certain he was getting a spanking for his behavior this morning. He didn't know what had come over him. Perhaps he forgot his manners when she let him make love to her yesterday.

He waited for nearly thirty minutes while Deli dressed and did her hair and make up. But when she walked into the living room she was wearing her usual jeans and T-Shirt. She usually dressed up when she punished him. She stopped in front of him and placed her hands on his cheeks.

"Thank you for listening." She said. Norman nuzzeled his face into her hands with the praise.
"Now get us breakfast." Deli told him.

Norman nodded his response, standing and walking to the kitchen. He would have to try and cook. There was no way she was letting him get dressed to go pick something up. And while he knew Deli would have been fine with him ordering in, he didn't want to answer the door naked and caged either.

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They spent the rest of the day at home. Norman was glad to not have to walk the streets of New York appearing to be hard, but he was also cold. She hadn't let him get dressed all day. But she did say they were going out when she sat him on the couch and told him to stay. Certainly she'd let him get dressed before leaving the apartment.

She walked into the living room wearing a tight, short dress the color of her hair. Four inch black stilettos clicking on the wood floor. Deli dropped his boots at his feet, along with a tight fitting pair of jeans and a long black coat and told him to get dressed. She took pity on him when he struggled to zip the jeans up over his cage. She didn't get a different pair of course, just helped him get into his pants.

"Gods, look at you. Everyone is going to want a piece." She said, stepping back and eyeing the huge bulge of the cage behind his tight pants.
"Where are we going?" He ventured to ask, putting the coat on he was thankful covered his situation.
"Out for your punishment." Deli said, grabbing her purse and heading for the door.

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She hailed a cab. Thank the gods, because Norman wasn't sure he would actually be able to walk wherever they were going in these pants.

The cab pulled up outside a non descript brick warehouse and Deli got out. Norman followed her and recognized the building as a sex club called "The Den". She had taken him here several times over the past year.

He followed her inside and up to a counter to register their presence. As usual she wrote that he belonged to her and was handed a paper collar and a sharpie. The paper collars were provided for unclaimed subs to wear if they were there with a particular dom for the evening. Deli wrote Mistress David on it and affixed it around his neck, making him wish he had a permanent one to wear.

She took his hand and led him down a couple hallways before entering a private play room.

"Get undressed, and have a seat." She told him.

As he did, she sat up on a black leather bench with stirrups on either side. She spread her legs a little and Norman could see she wasn't wearing any panties. The sight made his dick stir in its confines. Deli noticed the involuntary twitch it gave and tsked.

"Not for you." She said.

As she finished six large men stepped into the room. All of them already naked and hard. None even came close to matching what Norman had, but they were still impressive.

"Now, Boy. Since you seem to think I'm some sort of cum receptacle, that's what's going to happen. You are going to sit there. No speaking. No moving. No touching. And watch while these men fuck my pussy and fill it with their cum." She explained.
Norman nodded his understanding.
"Alright boys." Deli said as she lay back and placed her feet in the stirrups.

Norman had the perfect view. He could see every deep thrust they made into her tiny pussy. The perfect way it stretched to accommodate their girth. He wondered if it looked that perfect when he fucked into her. The men pushed deep inside her when they came. Norman couldn't even tell they actually had until after the third load. Then it began to drip out, making a small pool on the floor. The first two men got hard again watching, making the total number she took eight. Norman's dick was making a valiant attempt at getting hard.

"Come here, boy." She said after the men finished and left.
"Do you see all that cum inside me?" She asked when he stood between her spread legs.
Norman nodded his affirmation.
"Good. You're going to fuck it out of me until I cum." She said.

Norman situated himself and slowly pushed inside her slick, stretched walls. He started a steady pace but she egged him on. Continued doing so until he was slamming into her hard and fast. He fucked her like that with his still caged cock for a solid twenty minutes before her orgasm ripped through her body. Norman stilled inside her as she came down.

"Clean me up, so we can go home." She said when she came back to herself.
"You've been very good, boy."