“Good. Remember to breathe,” I reminded her.
Leaning forward slightly, I knitted my hand into the hair at the back of her head and guided her mouth down onto me, keeping her head steady against my length. Half my dick slid into her mouth easily and I growled at the way her lips tightened, creating tension and intensity.
Once I was all the way in her mouth, as far as she could take me comfortably, she glanced up at me, and nodded once to tell me she was ready for more. Using gentle but steady force, I pressed her head down until I felt my tip penetrate her throat. Her gag reflex bucked her back but she fought through it. I didn’t push her further, not yet, and felt so fucking proud when I felt her body relax.
She was learning and learning fast. Taking my cock deep, listening to my pleasure over her most basic instincts?
“What a perfect little slut you are for me.”
I felt her smile against my cock more than a saw it. My words had the effect I’d intended, and coaxed her out of her gag reflex further and further. She took me deep into her throat, so fucking deep, in a blowjob that was messy and tearful and wet.
Fucking perfect.
Fucking heaven.
But before I felt ready to shoot my cum halfway down her throat, I stopped her midway down my shaft. She glanced up at me, panicked almost, as I forced her way down onto my cock, and then yanked her off of me. She sucked in a desperate breath and her eyes filled up with tears, as she laughed at herself a little.
“Sorry,” she said, wiping away the tears.
“Don’t be,” I told her. “Because I’ll tell you this: you never look more beautiful than when you’re gagging on my dick. And you will always be my equal, even when you’re on your knees.”
She smiled that world-stopping smile of hers and cleaned some of her thick saliva off of the tip. Once she was done cleaning me up, she rested her chin on the head of my cock, and looked up at me for her next order.
I didn’t give her one. Instead I scooped her up in my arms and carried her over to the bed, laying her down on her back, heels to the edge of the mattress.
“Now it’s my fucking turn to kneel for you, beautiful,” I said, as I took my place between her legs with my mouth on her pussy.
She whimpered when I teased her clit between my teeth. With one hand on each of her inner thighs, I pushed her legs back, opening up her slit wide to expose all of her to my tongue and lips.
Out of the corner of my eye, I watched her grip the sheets in her fists. I knew what she wanted, but I knew that she was too obedient to ask. Letting go of her thighs for one second, I grabbed her hands and put them on the back of my head, where she always liked them to be.
“Thank you,” she whispered as she ran her fingers through my hair.
I ate her out like a starving man, plunging my tongue inside her sometimes, other times teasing the edges of her clit. I knew what she really wanted, and after a while I gave it to her, using the back of my tongue to flatten out her clit against her pubic bone, rolling it against her to vary the pressure without ever losing contact.
“Oh my god,” she said, slapping the mattress with one hand. “I’m going to…”
Before she even said the word I’d pushed her over the edge. And come she did, a roaring and aggressive orgasm that made her body buck like a fucking wild thing. Her thighs tightened on either side of my head but I fought her, forcing her legs back and making her funnel all that fury through her cunt and into my mouth.
For the first time ever, she squirted for me as she came, shooting that honey sweetness into my mouth in a few delicious pumps.
“Goddamn, I am one lucky motherfucker,” I snarled at her as I rose up to standing and put my cock at her opening.
She was still writhing from her orgasm, and I stilled her with my hand on her throat. At the same time, I penetrated her hard and ruthlessly, with no warning at all. She sobbed with both pleasure and pain as I fucked her, and I felt those sobs in my hand through her throat as much as I heard them for myself. It was fucking intoxicating, taking her to this place where she was out of control, knowing that I, and only I, would ever have the power to take her there. And bring her back whole.
I fucked her so hard that tears brimmed in her eyes. Every thrust made my balls swell even more, my cock ache even harder.
I loved her so much I wanted to destroy her, and I knew that the very next word out of her mouth would be stop. Just when I knew she was at her breaking point I caged her in with my arms and flipped her, so that she was on top.
She was a fucking beautiful mess, there on top of me, her skin red from my hands, her hair all tangled, her makeup smudged like some naughty little whore. She’d never looked more beautiful. And I’d never wanted to shoot my seed inside her more than I did right then, right there.
Without missing a beat, she began to ride me, pulling herself together and finding her power once again as she did.
Slowly, she found her rhythm. Slower than I liked, gentler, but fucking hot even still. She tucked her sweet little toes up, so that the tops of her feet pressed against the tops of my thighs.
For a long time she rode me like that, slow and gentle, knowing full well that
