Page 115 of Viparious

“If you didn’t tie my hands up, I could have put some ones in your waistband.”

Pausing with only his boxers on, he looks down his body, stroking his abs, making me drool.

“You’d give me my own money?”

He scoffs and I laugh. My teddy bear is offended.

Picking my ankles up, he kisses up my calf before planting my feet on the bed how he wants them. I’m about to get exactly what I want without begging when my phone pings with my alert to pump. Vlad kisses each of my knees and stretches over me to silence the alert before he steps back.

What the fuck?

I talk to his back as he goes to the corner of the room where another feeding station has been set up.

“If you leave me tied here, I’m putting your head in the toilet rather than your toothbrush.”

He doesn’t respond to my threat as he opens the drawer with my breast pump in. There’s no conversation or a single word out of his mouth as he comes back and treats me like a cow.

Twisting my hands to free myself and take over doesn’t work. It’s not humiliating, just strange, and my voice comes out small.

“I can do it later.”

Much later, when he has finished fucking me. But he doesn’t even pause and unhooks my nursing bra to set everything up. Kissing my cheek, there’s no awkwardness on his features and he smiles warmly.

“You’ll be in pain if you wait longer.”

My heart melts and my chest isn’t big enough to contain it. He opens his fat fucking mouth and acts like a dick again, easing the issue of trying to contain the organ.

“And I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be a farmer.”

Setting the timer on the electronic pumps, he restarts his path on my body.

This is weird as fuck, and I don’t know whether it’s good or bad. The hum of the breast pump fills the room and I soon forget they’re on me when he swirls his tongue on my hip. Kissing across my stomach, he doesn’t go lower, just light touches everywhere from my stomach to my thighs and never moving where I need him. He takes pity on me as I whimper pathetically and kneels at the edge of the bed. Flattening his hands on my inner thighs, he opens me up to him and softly presses his lips to every part of my pussy but my clit. His tongue traces my lips and marks a line from entrance to clit, without giving me enough pressure to come.

1 ‘My wife, my queen.’

2 I can make you a king

3 My love

THIRTY-ONE

Vlad

Restraining from eating her out like I want to is going to kill me. But the second I’m inside Inessa, I won’t want to leave, and the pump needs to beep so I can taste her fully. Her tits are bigger, my tongue and hands want to feel them, but she’s tender all the time and I won’t hurt her. Any more than she already has been.

The redness on her cheeks isn’t from lust. My queen thinks she should be embarrassed about what her body has achieved. Chasing it away with my tongue, I flick her clit and hope for time to speed up. It’s only been ten minutes, another ten and then I can fuck her. I lose control as soon as her taste hits my tongue.

Pushing two fingers into her tight cunt, she arches her back and moans my name loudly. It gets better when I close my lips around her clit, and she grinds into my hand. She’s beyond comprehendible beauty as she forgets the pumps are attached to her in favor of getting relief. I flatten my palm on her stomach to keep her in place and not cause any discomfort from the pump as I fuck her with my fingers.

Every sound out of her lips is bliss and she’s soaking my hand as her arms pull taut. I’m going to tie her up more often. She’s always more agreeable when she’s bound. I test the theory as I curl my fingers up and pause them.

“Say it again. meely moy.”

A frustrated groan leaves her rather than the three words she should be repeating before she fires back, “Beg me, and I’ll think about it.”

Stubborn woman. She could have been coming with everything I need on her lips, but she has to refuse everything.

I remove my fingers and I use the wetness to write on her stomach before chasing the glistening pattern with my tongue. Her moans vibrate under my lips as I move further down and tease her clit without applying any real pressure so she can’t get off. She still tries and undulates her hips, chasing my tongue while barking my name.

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