Page 25 of Indecent Secrets

But I wasn’t going to disobey him. Not when I might get a reward at the end of it. And not when being a good pet would keep me in his good graces and help me to stay by his side to accomplish my goals. I did as I was told, and began to grind down on his thigh.

Oh, God, the effect was instant. Between his solid, muscled leg and the vibrator, I was almost overwhelmed. I ground down hard, frantic, chasing a high that I knew in the back of my mind wasn’t going to come but I had to try anyway, I had to, squirming against that thick muscle… gasping, arching, my toes curling…

The vibrator turned off and Jack grabbed my hips to still my gyrations. “Ah-ah. You were getting close, weren’t you?”

I whimpered in frustration. “Yes, master.”

“Can’t have that,” he drawled in a husky tone. “How are you supposed to learn patience if I let you come right away?”

I swallowed my protest, but I couldn’t keep myself from squirming, just a little.

“I know you want my cock, pet,” he murmured, slowly caressing his hands along the indentation of my waist. “But as tempting as that is… I don’t think I’m going to fuck you tonight.”

I swallowed my protest just in time, but I was sure that my disappointment could be seen on my face.

Jack chuckled wickedly. “Look at these beautiful tits of yours…” He slid his hands up, squeezing my breasts together and tugging on my erect nipples until I gasped. “I’m going to fuck them tonight. And if you’re good, then I’ll let you come. And if you’re very good, I’ll fuck you in the morning.”

Oh God. He was really going to test me. “Yes, master,” I said obediently.

Jack fondled his cock through his pants, letting me see the outline of it, reminding me of what I wasn’t going to get tonight. “Lie down on the rug, pet.”

I did as I was told, my heart hammering in my chest as Jack undressed until he was gloriously naked. He wrapped his fingers around his stiff cock and stroked it slowly, loosely, his gaze filling with lust as it roamed over my body.

“Spread your legs for me,” he purred.

Obeying the order, I planted my feet on the carpet with my knees up and spreading them so that Jack could see how wet I was, how my pussy clenched around the vibrator. He pressed the remote again, turning it on, and my hips jolted. It was one of the lower settings, but it was still better than nothing, and I clenched rhythmically down around it as it teased my clit from the inside.

“Good girl.” Jack looked like a hungry wolf as he stared between my legs, but then he pushed on my knees to drag my legs back down so he could straddle my hips.

His hands slid up to my breasts, massaging them, and I dug my fingers into the carpet to keep from doing something stupid like clawing at his arms in a desperate bid to give me more. The vibrator quivered inside of me, and his weight on top of my stomach made me feel even more helpless.

I had to admit, I loved this dominant side to him. It set my blood on fire. I just wished I could orgasm. My desperation was reaching a boiling point, and I felt like I might actually cry from being denied.

But there was something so sexy about that, too. About being pushed to my limits, and beyond—and still being a good girl for him.

Jack moved forward, positioning himself higher on my chest. Pushing my full tits together, he slid his cock between my breasts, and I opened my mouth obediently so that the head of his cock dragged against my tongue when he thrust forward.

He groaned, his cock twitching deliciously. “What a good pet you are. You really want to earn that orgasm, don’t you?”

Well, there was no point in lying. Yeah, I wanted an orgasm. But I also wanted to please him. “I like submitting to you, master.”

Jack’s blue eyes darkened, looking as though he might actually forego his plan and fuck me after all. “Such a good girl. You’re so well trained. I’m going to have so much fun with you…”

He thrust between my breasts again, allowing me to lap at the tip of his shaft every time. I could taste the salt of his precome as his cock leaked, and it only made me wetter. I felt used in the most thrilling way, like a toy almost, being tortured and teased while simultaneously used for his pleasure.

It had my blood singing. I almost wished he’d tied me up to put me even more at his mercy, but I understood why he didn’t—he wanted me to consciously obey him and choose not to touch myself, rather than be forced to comply because I was restrained.

But maybe next time…

Jack played with my nipples and squeezed my breasts as he fucked me, teasing me even more. I loved the rough way that he touched me, my body arching under his hands. His cock smeared slick precome all over my chest, my breasts, as he pumped his hips faster, more erratically.

His jaw clenched, and with a low growl Jack erupted all over my chest and into my open mouth, and I shuddered in pure pleasure. I could feel some of the stream hitting my throat, including the collar, and the image in my head of what that must look like had me dizzy.

The vibrator continued to buzz inside of me with no mercy, leaving my toes curling and my legs jerking as I struggled to orgasm against stimulation that wasn’t enough, would never be enough.

“Oh, look at you.” Jack smirked down at me, his fingers sliding along the mess he’d made on my upper chest before painting the sticky fluid across my taut nipples. “You’re such a pretty thing like this. All marked up by me, and wearing my collar… and so, so desperate to come. You’re trembling everywhere. Are you really that needy?”

I nodded, swallowing hard. I could taste his salty come on my tongue. “Yes, master.”

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