Page 55 of Masked in Deception
“Put your tongue back in your mouth, slut. You’re not a dog. Eyes down.”
I can feel her sadness at losing the right to look at me, but she squirms as I degrade her. Perfection.
“What’s your color?”
I’ve barely even said the c before she answers me.
“Green, Sir.”
Chapter forty-six
“Green, Sir.”
My throat hurts as I speak, and I’m glad there’s not an expectation that I’ll have to say much more. I felt nothing but neediness and the overarching desire to pleasure my Sir over the last…however long it’s been, and I just want to get back to it. I’m wide-awake, but I feel floaty and sleepy, and it’s taking everything in me to stay engaged enough to listen to him. It was nice to have my eyes on him for a while, seeing how much I affected him and how much pleasure I brought him, but I like having my eyes down too, unfocused and relaxed. I don’t really even want to listen. I just want to take whatever he gives meand feel.
A sharp slap to my face, enough to gain my attention but not enough to hurt more than a sting, brings me back to reality.
“Pet, I know you want to float like a mindless whore, but you have to stay with me for a few more minutes,” my Sir says firmly. “I was saying that I’m going to re-leash you, and you are to exit the bench arms first and follow me on your hands and knees.”
I keep my eyes trained on his big shiny boots as I hear him click my dainty leash back into place before taking a big step back. Luckily, the bench isn’t too high, so I carefully place one hand and then the other on the floor. I’m moving to lower my first leg when he stops me.
“Hold there, pet.”
At this angle, I’m presented obscenely, not unlike the way he fucked me last time with my hands on my ankles. With my knees still on the bench and my hands on the floor, my pussy and ass are begging to be taken. Sir agrees, letting out a hum of approval.
“Mmm, you look delicious like this. Ready to be mounted like the bitch you are, hmm? This angle is everything, pet. Pussy open and weeping, ass puckered and primed. You’re strong, but I don’t think you could hold yourself in this position for as long as I’d want to play with you and fuck you. Maybe I’ll commission a piece of furniture for you to rest on in this position. Would you like that? You may answer.”
“Yes, Sir.” Please,pleaselet me just lie like this so you can go about your day, but come back to tease my pussy or fuck me once in a while.
“I’ll consider it if you’re well behaved. Now, come.”
I keep my eyes on the floor and follow him to an area of the room I haven’t paid much attention to. I can’t see anything but the area rug I’m looking at, and the legs of a desk chair that Sir is standing next to.
“Eyes.”
They’re his immediately. I’m in my resting position, and he’s looming over me taller and broader than ever. God, nothing could ever hurt me with him around. My cavewoman brain kicks into overdrive.
“This is my office area, pet. You can see my new desk chair, desk, and laptop. I have some work to do this evening that can’twait, which is why you took the edge off for me so I can focus. If you’re good while I work, you’ll come later. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“I’m going to secure your wrists behind your back with one of my ties and use another as a blindfold for you. I don’t want you listening to any of my business calls, so you’ll have noise-canceling earbuds in. Your mouth will be free, but I don’t want to hear a single sound out of you, word, whimper, or otherwise. You’ll sit in my lap until I’m finished. Understood?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“And if you make a noise, what happens?”
“I’ll be punished, Sir.”
“How?”
“Ten spanks per transgression, Sir.”
“Good girl. Now, I’m going to bind you, blindfold you, and set you on my lap while I work. I don’t want to hear a peep starting now, unless you feel your circulation is compromised, in which case I expect you to tell me immediately.”
True to his word, he gets to work securing my arms behind my back at the wrists and checking to make sure they aren’t too tight. It’s comfy, with no tension on my shoulders, allowing me to fully relax into the binds of the tie. My blindfold is next, and I can’t see a thing. Finally, with the noise-canceling earbuds in, I’m in my own little sexual sensory deprivation chamber. If I thought I was helpless before, now I feel completely at his mercy. I know my mouth is free to safe word, but there’s no way in hell I’m not about to love everything he does. He leaves me kneeling on the floor for a few long minutes, and when he plucks me off the ground by my waist to set me on his lap in the armless desk chair, I realize he’s naked.
I’ve never felt his skin before, not like this, and the pleasure is almost unthinkable for something so simple. He’s so fuckingwarm,with muscles on top of muscles, like I knew he had, butfeeling their hardness against me is special. His chest hair is rough against my abused nipples, and as he sits us both down, his bare cock is pressed into his abs by my wet pussy. I open my mouth to gasp before remembering myself, and I don’t make a sound as he arranges my legs around his waist like a koala bear. Finally, he has me like he wants me: legs wrapped around, trapping his hard cock between us, arms behind my back, eyes covered, ears closed, torso leaning against his with my mouth and nose tucked into the crook of his neck.His balaclava is gone too.
