“I… What– Dr. Cohen?” I stammered in shock and confusion. “Am I dreaming? Maybe this is lucid dreaming?”
He chuckled and shook his head. “No, you’re not dreaming, Lane. This is all very real. And please, stop calling me that. It’s Greyson.” He leaned and pressed a chaste kiss on my forehead.
“But– Why?” I blinked.
“Because you’re absolutely oblivious to my attempts to seduce you.” I went to speak again, but he pressed a finger to my lips. He growled, “From the first time I saw you, I’ve wanted to see you impaled on my cock. I thought about kidnapping you after our first session. I decided to play the long game, convinced it would reap a sweeter reward. It hasn’t been as long as I originally planned, but I do think I’ve made good progress with you. I mean, you all but confessed that your little cock gets wet for me. But then you had to go and try to find someone to take my place. You belong tome, Lane. You have since the beginning.”
“You’re my stalker?” I gulped. He slipped two fingers back into the wetheat of my mouth. I suckled on them as he continued his villain monologue.
“If I wasn’t your stalker, I would have killed him by now. You reacted so adorably to being stalked. It was so difficult for me to hold back from fucking you each time I walked in here and saw you so defenseless in bed. I had to settle for coming on your sleeping body from my own hand,” he explained. He grinned almost sadistically as he revealed, “I came on that fucking cockroach’s corpse too. I couldn’t help but get aroused as I imagined fucking you in his blood.”
My mouth dropped open.
I spoke the best I could with his fingers still in my mouth, “You killed someone? It couldn’t be… You didn’t kill Tate, right?”
He smiled at my question, “I did.”
I was confused on how to respond to this news. I wavered, “T-Thank you?”
“You’re welcome, baby. Now… I can explain more to you another time. Right now, I want you to come for me.”
My eyebrows shot up in distress. His fingers pressed down on my tongue.
He hummed, “Now be a good boy and get my fingers nice and wet. Suck them like you would a cock.” I pitifully whined, causing him to lightly chuckle, “Oh, I almost forgot that my baby doesn’t have much experience. Just suck like you’re sucking on a lollipop, alright?” I nodded. “Have you ever played with toys before? I didn’t find any around your room.” I shook my head. “Mm, very good. Well, this one–” I heard a click and then a loud buzzing noise, “is a vibrator.”
Suddenly the buzzing object was pushed flush against my taint. I let out a low, keening moan as my eyes rolled back in pleasure, my hips bucking involuntarily.
I sucked harder on his fingers, blushing at the loud sucking and slurping noises I was making. I tried to discreetly inch my body up on the bedto escape the vibrations, but he immediately noticed and put the weight of his arm on my low back, pushing me down into the mattress. My head was starting to go blank, a mix of drool and spit dripping from my lips from where I was dutifully suckling his fingers. I could feel the vibrations all the way into my belly. I started rocking my hips, rubbing myself against the toy.
He laughed, “There you go, shaking your slutty hips. That didn’t take long at all. Your little cock is already nice and hard for me. I’m going to turn the intensity up now.” I heard another click and yelped as the vibrations became even stronger. “There. So good. You’re my good girl, aren’t you?”
Barely managing to cling onto the last brain cell in my head, I panted, confused, “But I’m not a–” I didn’t manage to get the full sentence out before the vibrations were moved right over my hole. I let out a string of curses as I felt it clenching in anticipation, causing me to thrust my hips back to get more of the sensation.
He purred, “You’re not a… what? I think you’re going to be my pretty, slutty girl when we play, and my good, little boy the rest of the time. You can’t see it, but you’re gettingverysloppy and wet back here.”
To prove his point, he moved the toy so that it brushed directly on the underside of my penis, resulting in a gush of precum wetting my shorts.
“Fuck!” I shouted, frantically bucking my hips. Moaning uncontrollably, I let myself succumb to the pleasure. “Pleeeeaaase,” I wailed, “I need to cum!”
“Hm, can’t have that yet, can we?”
Before my mind could catch up, I heard a click and the buzzing abruptly stopped.
“Nooo, no, no, please,” I gasped out, trying to chase the pleasure by wildly thrusting into the mattress. I was so fucking close. I arched my back and pushed my ass into the air, shamefully attempting to entice him into continuing.
He crooned, “Aww, I know, baby, but I’m not done with you yet. You’re being such a good girl that I’m going to give you a treat.”
“A treat?” I whimpered, mind foggy, wiggling my hips. He hummed again and slid my shorts off, baring the pale white skin of my butt and freeing my stiff, leaking cock and heavy balls. I started to panic from the exposure, but he quickly emptied my mind again by rubbing a rough, leather-covered finger over my hole. It throbbed in response, trying to desperately pull the tip in.
He groaned throatily, “Such a hungry little cunt, isn’t it? Don’t worry, I’ll make it feel better. I bet you feel so empty, huh?”
I hadn’t been before he said that, but now Iwasfeeling so fuckingempty.
“Pleeeaaase?” I sobbed, not knowing exactly what I was begging for - I just wanted the emptiness gone.
He quickly popped open a bottle of lube and poured it down my crease. I jumped at the cold liquid, but his fingers quickly returned and began warming it up. I tried to thrust my ass back to somehow get his fingers in me myself, but he just tutted and spanked me hard, one on each cheek. I shouted in surprise at the painful pleasure, almost coming from the impact. It was then when I felt the first finger slowly massage my rim and sink into my heat. It burned slightly and felt a bit weird, like it wasn’t supposed to be there. But, he rubbed around inside, searching, until he found what he was looking for. His finger grazed a spot that made a wave of overwhelming pleasure surge through me.
“I– What–?” I couldn’t find the words, my brain scrambling as he repeatedly tapped the spot, causing jolt after jolt of pleasure. I’d never felt this before. It was way different than how it felt when he had touched my cock. This was an intense rush of electricity deep inside my body every time he brushed against it.