Page 82 of Forfeits

“Such a good, good slut,” Aiden said, stroking my neck and my chin and dragging a finger across my semen-soaked lips. I parted them, and he pushed his finger into my mouth for me to suck.

“Mmm. I love your sweet mouth so much.”

I whimpered, quaking with need, unsure if I’d get any kind of satisfaction.

Aiden withdrew his finger and stood, tucking his cock away and fastening his pants. The smug expression on his face was everything.

He moved behind me again. God, now what?

The crop cut the air with a swoosh before it struck my ass, causing my inner muscles to contract around the steel ball that I’d almost forgotten. I groaned, and my cock dripped. Aiden tapped my balls, just enough to alarm me and to mix fear into my arousal.

“I want to milk you,” Aiden said, with breathless enthusiasm. “I want to milk the jizz out of you, my sweet slut, like you’re an animal come to stud and I need your semen for my breeding program. What do you think about that?”

I whimpered as my brain turned to mush, and Aiden chuckled.

“Jesus. You almost melted on the spot.”

He untied the hook from my wrist cuffs and slowly eased it out of me. But at almost the same instant he was pushing it into me again. My body opened with ease as Aiden pressed the hook into me the other way around, with its’ arm between my legs and lying alongside my erection.

He’d flipped the hook around. I didn’t understand why until he rocked it against my prostate.

I hissed like a leaked balloon, and lots of things happened at once.

Aiden rocked the ball of the hook against my prostate with one hand and wrapped his other around my cock, jerking it in a rough and hasty way as I trembled with tension.

“You can come,” he said.

He rocked the steel ball against that sensitive spot, and in a matter of seconds I was spurting and shaking and screaming, my body convulsing out of control—the intensity of it taking me by surprise. In a way it was frightening. But Aiden had me, and he kept up his steady movements until he’d milked me of every ounce, drained me of all my pent-up desire and utterly erased anything that was left of my will.

I was nothing. I was everything. I was a tiny speck on the floor of existence. I was the universe itself.

It took me a long time to come back to reality.

Aiden must have unbound me from the spanking bench and helped me over to the bed, but I had no memory of it when I opened my eyes.

“How long have I been out?” I asked.

“Not long enough to scare me. But if you hadn’t come to just now, I might have started to worry,” Aiden said, gazing down on me with relief.

“Does that…happen a lot?” I asked.

“It depends, right? That scene was pretty intense.”

“Yeah. Fuck, it was. It was perfect.”

He smiled. “I’m so glad you think so! That makes me happy.”

“Did you like it?” I asked.

“I loved every minute of that.” He reached over and brought the open bottle of water to my lips. “Here. Drink.”

I swallowed a few gulps of water then Aiden drank some. He put the bottle on the table and spooned me from behind.

“You still have all your clothes on,” I murmured.

“Yes, and you’re naked…the way I like it.”

I huffed and snuggled closer. “Pervert.”

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