Page 237 of The Sidekick

Max makes a protesting whine as he jerks to see what’s happening.

“Cock ring,” Trevor explains and I nod. I know what it is from work. “He knows it’s going to be a longer session now and he’s pouting. Take your clothes off.”

I watch him pick something up from the mattress and blink in surprise as the command registers. Before he can turn and see me floundering I slip off the dress and bra in one motion and the underwear along with it all. He’s facing me by the time I’m stepping out of the tangle around my ankles.

“Good girl,” he says in a rough tone that causes a chill to go down my spine. He takes his time looking at me, tilting his head as if he’s studying me for all my weak points. I’m almost ready to cover up and hide when he takes a step forward and pinches a nipple.

The sharp pleasure is so sudden that I squeak in surprise and have to force myself to stay still.

“I’m going to push you babygirl. One little bit at a time. I’ll start you off light but eventually I’ll have you begging me to touch you. Just like Max.”

His tongue strokes along his lower lip as he drags a finger across my breastbone to pinch and roll my nipple in a way that brings a sharp tingle of pain. When he lets go a burn starts there that makes me gasp and sway towards him.

Max makes a muffled sound of complaint and Trevor lifts his other hand, showing me a remote. He presses a button and Max groans low as his hips bounce on the mattress.

I hear the faint sound of a vibrator and look at Max in surprise. It isn’t on his cock ring. It’s coming from lower.

“He’s not going to get much attention tonight,” Trevor remarks lightly and sets the remote at the foot of the bed.

“Why?” I whisper as I watch him undulate as if it’s more than a toy inside him. The sight of it is more arousing than I thought it would be. I can tell he’s willing Trevor to relent in the decision.

“He talked about being inside you all night. All night. Even after I fucked his mouth to keep him quiet. I told him he was going to be punished for it. He thought the blowjob was it. Surprise, babe.”

Trevor chuckles at Max’s wide-eyed dismay and presses another button that takes his attention away again as he moves in frustration.

“Get on the bed, hands and knees, straddle him facing me. And don’t touch his dick, understand?”

The stern tone comes as Trevor unbuttons his pants.

“Yes, sir,” I whisper and hurry to obey.

My knees go to either side of Max as he strains against his bonds. I can’t help watching his erection get darker and the precum glistening at his tip, taunting me to taste.

“No.”

A sharp crack across my butt makes me gasp and startle in place. The sting is worse this time but the burn is so much heavier after that it weakens me.

I stay rigidly still looking straight ahead instead. The slap didn’t disturb me but the sound of his muted anger at the thought of me disobeying has my body drawn tight.

I hear a drawer open and close and the click of the cap again.

Slick fingers spread my lower lips open and heated breath follows.

“Be brave for me babygirl.”

What the heck does that mean?

His tongue licks all along my folds, making my thighs shake against Max’s sides. He responds by rolling his hips up, straining to rub himself against me. The mattress is too firm for him to manage it. I whimper at the firm pressure focusing on my clit. He sucks it between his lips and uses his teeth to scrape across it, sensitizing it until my legs threaten to drop me on top of Max.

Before I can reach my peak he draws away and holds my lips open. A slight pinch comes, cupping around my clit and tightening. When he pulls away from me I drop my chin to look down. I can see metal dangling with little charms hanging from looped ends. Max is staring at it with a dark longing that makes me want to lower to him.

“We have a little bit of time for the clamp to work on you. Head up.”

My head snaps up to find Trevor at the foot of the bed. The sharp motion makes the charms swing, adding more pressure to my clit. There’s no sting like I would expect. Just the slightest twinge that fades into a pounding pulse centered in one spot.

He crawls onto the end of the bed and gets on his knees. At some point he took his pants off and his erection is straining right in front of me. He shifts closer and wraps my ponytail in a fist, tilting my head without force. A firm move that says he’s in control of everything that’s happening.

“Open. Show me how much you want my dick choking you.”

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