Pleasure builds inside me as I watch her blissful face and quivering body. I reach for her hair, gripping it just as her hand circles the base of my length. The warmth of her soft skin stroking my cock fuels my desire as she bobs her head on my hard shaft. Her whole body trembles from the intensity of her need to climax, causing her to suck me deeper into her mouth until my dick hits the back of her throat.
As her need to orgasm climbs higher, she slowly grinds her hips, bucking softly on the carpeted floor and moaning against my cock. I take pity on her and turn down the frequency of the vibrating egg, easing her need to come and giving in to the growing sensations building in my balls with every suck. I continue to change the vibrating frequency of the egg from high to low at intervals until she’s writhing and moaning loudly against my shaft, and I’m thrusting into her mouth.
Heat grows inside me, hot and wild, fueling my raging desire. “Suck me harder,” I growl, my voice harsh with potent need.
Grace looks up at me, her moss-green eyes pleading and simmering with potent desire, and I take pity on her. I’ve always been unable to say no when she looks at me that way.
“Come now,” I say firmly, while turning up the vibrator to the highest frequency. “As many times as you can.”
“Hmmph!” She jerks hard as she climaxes, sucking me deeper until she gags.
I can’t help it—my orgasm spills out and I grunt loudly, gripping her hair as I jet my cum into her mouth. She sucks hard, swallowing it all down until I’m spent. My breath comes out in ragged pants, mingling with loud whimpers and moans as another orgasm ripples through her entire body. As I watch her quivering body and cloudy gaze, my semi-hard cock grows harder.
“Please, sir,” she begs, trembling. Then she reaches out to clutch my knee as another bout of pleasure racks her body.
Swiftly, I rearrange my cock in my jeans, trying to halt the growing need to fuck her hard into the floor. Instead, I watch her writhe and quiver at the mounting pleasure inside her.
“Look at me,” I command. I love to look at her face as she comes. It’s a glorious sight.
She complies just in time for her body to seize and jerk as another climax spills out of her. “Argh!” she screams, her voice echoing in the room.
As she trembles and grinds her hips, her low moans grow until I’m sure she’s gearing up for another orgasm. I pick up the remote beside me and switch off the vibrator, then slowly pull it out of her soaking wet pussy, eliciting a soft whimper from her lips. I sit beside her on the bed, enfolding her in my arms.
“Did I please you, sir?” Grace purrs softly.
I smile down at her, pressing a soft kiss to her nose. “Very much, love. You were very good for me. Good enough to deserve your gift, I think.”
Her eyes widen theatrically. “A gift?” she rasps, her voice having gone hoarse from her orgasms.
I rise to retrieve a small box from across the room, and return to where Grace sits on the bed, skin flushed and strands of hair in disarray around her face. Gorgeous.
I open the box with a flourish to display the gift—a luxurious golden collar, studded with an array of small diamonds.
She gasps, and I revel in the clear delight on her face.
“You like it?” I ask her, knowing the answer.
“I love it, sir. May I please wear it now?”
I chuckle as I fasten it around her slender neck. “Yes. And you’ll wear it every time we play.” I lean back to admire the sight of her, the sparkling band against her smooth skin. “It means you’re mine.”
Her eyes glow with love.
“Who do you belong to?” I ask her.
“I belong to you, sir.”
“Who controls your pleasure, and gives you everything you need?”
“You do, sir.”
“So, you’ll take everything I give you?” She nods. “And you’re ready for my cock?” Another emphatic nod and the hint of a grin.
“Yes sir,” she replies.
“Good girl.”
I rise from the bed and bend to lift her in my arms and carry her toward the wooden cross. She slips her arms around my neck and rests her head on my shoulders, her breathing coming out in soft gasps, teasing at my skin.