Page 25 of No Right To Love You
“One more thing,marionette. As your Dom, you know my role, but I will remind you. I won’t ask you. I want you to listen to me. I am here to protect, enforce, decide, lead you and guide you. But you know the most important thing about being this?”
“What’s that?”
“My responsibility; to be able to exercise control and to hold that space of trust. Your trust in me. I have never and will never lose control or your trust. Got it?”
“Yes, sir. I know you won’t. You’ve never.”
I smile at him, and he caresses my cheek with the back of his hand in such a tender, loving way. He lets his hand fall down to my neck then he wraps his hand around my throat just as I like.
“Let’s get started then,marionette. Let’s be us again.”
“Yes, Mr. M.”
“Those words are more than magic to me. They’re our vows to each other.”
Ocean stands in front of me and walks around back to the couch in the room.
“Crawl to me,marionette.” He says as he undoes his bow tie but lets it hang there.
Ocean spreads his legs as I sit back then unbuckle his belt and pop open the button and zip his pants open.
“You want me all to yourself or should I have someone else get me ready for you?” Ocean asks as he sits forward watching me.
Sharing outside of these moments is a big hell no but he always asks for my permission because as his sub, he has given me that bit of control and as his wife, he has given me all control.
My eyes go from his to the girl waiting to assist. I nod my head at her as she comes over in nothing but pasties and a thong.She stands in between me and Ocean then she straddles him. I watch as she grinds and dances on him while I lay back resting on my elbow.
Ocean hasn’t taken his eyes off me as the girl takes his dick out and teases him. He watches as my fingers lift my dress up all the way and he can see that panties weren’t an option tonight. I took them off when I quickly ran to the restroom.
Ocean growls as the girl increases her speed of teasing and he shakes his head so she could go back to what she was doing. My moan escapes my lips when I touch myself. Everything is so sensitive.
“Spread your legs wider,marionette. Let me see you pleasure yourself. Let him help you.”
As he says that, the male helper walks over and gets on his knees near my head. I look back at him as he leans forward placing his underwear covered dick right over my mouth and his fingers slip inside of me.
He fingerfucks me causing me to open my mouth and he’s skilled to imitate face fucking me as well even though he isn’t doing that.
My body shudders as I feel a third touch and I know it’s Ocean’s. His hands, his skin against mine, and the sensation of how he just tripled it results in more groans and moans filling the room.
The helper who was fingerfucking me slips his fingers out of me, but they are replaced by Ocean’s as he dips his fingers inside of me increasing the momentum.
Suddenly, Ocean’s fingers are gone, and no one is touching me. I search for him with my eyes, and he stands there as the man and woman help him out of his clothes. I watch as they slowly strip him while he stands there watching my every move. Tracking the way my breathing increases. When Ocean is only in his undone white dress shirt and open pants showing off hishappy trail that leads to what I haven't had in a good while. My mouth waters from being so into this man.
“On your knees.” he says to me and without hesitation, I do what he tells me to.
Surrendering is something that I never want to stop doing when it comes to my Dom. There are many things that I could do myself but where’s the fun in that? I have had 13 great years of Ocean and I want many more.
“I could take you here or upstairs. Your choice. There are things I want to punish you with and as much as I want to fully punish you with just withdrawal, I know that won’t be all that you need.”
“Take me in both places, Mr. M. I crave your punishments and your love all at the same time.”
“Fuck. I love you.” Those are his last words before he lifts me up and plants me on top of him while we sit on the couch. “Fuck me.”
Chapter 19
Ocean
“Anything for you, Mr. M.”
