D A M I E N
I'm starving...
I sighed as I leaned back in my office chair and stare at my untouched computer. I thought of my little slutty sub, he's so darn cute. Every night I'm always ready to fuck him hard until he plead to stop, I'm always ready to embrace him and grab his little peach ass and suck him dry.
I licked my lips.
Man, I want to rub all up against his little prostate and hear his moans in my ear. I want to pound into him hard until he cum. His little slutty hole was made for me, I want to eat him all up. The painful, throbbing erection beneath is killing me.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door.
"Sir, Your sub has come with lunch." Said the bodyguard outside.
Speaking of Baby doll...
I grinned. "Bring him in," I ordered. He pushed open the door and my baby doll walks in. "Leave us be." The bodyguard nods and closes he door shut before I hear his footsteps fade.
"What brings you here?"
"I brought you your lunch." He held the lunch bag with both his hands as it hangs in front of his legs. "You sure you're not here for anything else...?" I rose a brow.
He walks over and takes out the container, he pops opened he top and set it aside before straddling my lap. He took the fork and stabs the piece of pork, and not to my expectations he puts it in his mouth leaving a piece sticking out. My eyes looked up at him for a long while before I leaned forward and chewed off the piece. Our eyes still locked.
Man, he makes me mad.
We kept this up for a short while. He puts a salad coated with ranch in my mouth and the dressing gets caught in the corners of my mouth. He leans in licks it clean and purposely making sure he adds pressure down there. He goes for my ear then he reaches for his back pocket of his tight blue jean and I heard a click go off.
Bzzz.
'Bzzz?'
He holds my shoulders and buries himself in my neck, kissing every spot possible, then his legs began twitching.
A vibrator?
My skin burned at the realization and felt the growth of my friend down there. I put my head down in defeat. "Gosh, Ellie." I said, then immediately I gropes his bubble ass and fondled with them as he pulled away to look at me with a grin.
"Daddy has had his lunch," he pants. "Where's mine?" My arms hooked under his knee and lifted him on my clear-marble office table on his back and in one smooth move, I pulled off his pants and undies.
I yanked down my pants just enough to get out my cramped up friend and shoved it up his ass as his moans already filled the room. "You'll get your lunch, Baby doll." At tremendous speed I pound into him roughly, luckily nothing on my table shook and fell off. I hook my arms under his knees again and lifted him up and dropped him down as I thrust upward.
"You like that baby doll?"
"Yes. Yes, daddy! Give it to me hard!" He moaned into my ear. I dropped him down and and forced him around, facing giant windows at that filled my back wall. We were at the top of my company. He supported his weight and placed his hands on the wall. I switched the vibrator at its max speed and he suddenly jolt.
"You like that? You slut." I pound him hard and tugged his hair back. "S-so good. M-more daddy!" I pulled out and along with the vibrator then shoved myself back in him as I grab a hold of his little dripping dick and the vibrator underneath. His legs became unbearable to stand from this double pleasure.
"Look outside," I grabbed his face and forced it to look before him. "Everyone can see you're a little slut." I grinned and felt his inside tingling, meaning his orgasm is coming, and I pound him hard as he orgasmed hard and was unable to stand. I caught him time before he fell as he pants for air.
"Yea. I'm a slut," he breathes heavily. "But I'm your slut." He looks back at me with eyes fill with possessive, obsessive, needy, eyes that tells me he wants me.
I dragged him to the table and shoved him as he stumbles on the table with his chest down on the smooth marble surface.
I make my way to him and he turns his head with that smirk. He wants me mad. He knows he's made me mad. I love it.
I swung my hand up high and with full force I slapped his ass and and erotic noise escape from him. He a masochists. His thick, bubble butt bounces back every time it made contact. I continued slapping his ass until they're beat red, his legs trembled and I shoved myself into him. The tingling sense shocked me as his orgasm came.
"Who told you you could cum?" My voice deepens. His body is still shaking from the pleasure. "I-I'm s-"
"No," I interrupted. "W-what?" He turns around worryingly.
He can't even speak properly.
"You shall be punished." I said in a demanding voice and felt him tense up. I hate acting like this, it's just wasn't me, and he hates it too. "Please- I'm s-sorry-"
I pound him hard as he stopped mid-way to moan. "Who said you could talk?" I grabbed his hair and pulled it back. "Don't talk back to your Dom. You know the rule."
"B-but I can't anymore! Nothing is gonna come out!" He proclaimed. "I'm going insane!" I groped his ass as I pound into his little hole as I felt then the tingles. I gripped his length.
"No-" he choked. "Please, please let me cum." He begged. "I want to cum." He wined.
"Tell me what you did wrong."
"I-I came without your permission. I-I won't do anything without your permission anymore." He struggled as his body twitched. "Please daddy, let me cum."
"Very well." I loosened the grip and hold his waist like a leverage and pound into him like I have never before. "Go insane, baby doll," I breathed heavily. "Daddies got you."
"D-Damien!"
His warms semen splattered all over the work table as I my seeds filled him up nice and deeply. I leaned forward and kissed his shoulder, seeing he wasn't reacting I look over seeing his fresh tears and his eyes close.
"Good night, my love." I kissed his forehead.

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Dominance [BL]
RomanceHe loves making me mad. And I love breaking him. Dominance Obsession Possession [WARNING]: This contains BL a.k.a Boys love, a.k.a Gays and rainbows. If you don't like it, don't read it. I do not own cover photo.