Page 83 of A Good Girl's Guide to Dominance
Thwack.
I suck in a deep breath as the truth of Rome’s words become my reality. An orgasm storms forward, ready to unleash the most pleasurable hell upon me.
“Fuck. Sir, can I please come? Please!” I shriek just as I'm about to lose control.
Rome drops the cat o’ nine tails and quickly pulls the wand away from my clit. “No.”
I let out a disappointed groan as the orgasm recedes into the darkness, replaced by frustration.
“Aww. Are you heartbroken, my little goddess?” Rome asks, teasing me as he runs the back of his hand down my reddened torso.
“Yes, Sir,” I admit, frowning and wincing from the sensitivity of my flesh.
“You wanted to come for me?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“You wanted me to let you be my little whore and orgasm all over that wand. Didn't you?”
“Yes, Sir,” I say, pleading with my eyes.
Rome’s hand continues to slide down my skin until his knuckles graze over my clit and I suck in a whoosh of air.
“Still sensitive for me I see,” he says, so proud of himself. “Maybe I should do something about that.”
“Yes. Please,” I beg, letting go of all senses of shame. I don't care how desperate I look or sound. I just want him to touch me.
“There's my favorite word,” he replies, smiling as he looks at my lips. “Say it again. I want to watch that mouth of yours beg me to let you come.”
My heart flutters with need and I feel like a child begging for candy. “Please, Sir.Pleaselet me come for you.”
“The only way you can earn the right to come for me is if it’s in my mouth. Do you understand me? I want to taste how much you love me.”
“Yes, Sir. I understand.”
Rome drops down to his knees and clamps his mouth on my dripping pussy. His lips and tongue are magic on my clit, with a combination of swirls and sucking that make my head spin. I want to reach down and grip the sides of his face so I can ride his tongue like a bull, but the cross has me bound beautifully. All I can do is let him work on me until my need to come returns with a furious vengeance.
“Sir, please, for the love of god, let me come in your mouth,” I beg.
Rome finally relents and grants me permission.
“Give it to me, my little goddess. I’m going to swallow every last drop of you.”
Rome sucks on my clit and licks it with a flat tongue, and my body erupts as I let go and allow the orgasm to detonate. My head flies backward and slams against the wood of the cross as my arms and legs flex, testing the strength of each cuff as I growl and convulse. Rome doesn't back away. He does as he promisedand keeps his mouth glued to me, sucking my clit while I unload down his throat.
“That’s my fucking girl,” he says as he stands and pushes his pants down, finally letting me see how hard he is. But he doesn't waste time showing off his immense thickness. Rome steps forward and pushes himself into me, stretching me out so fucking good.
“Fuck!” I yell, just as he begins to plow into me without remorse.
Rome fucks me hard and fast, each stroke is a wrecking ball that destroys me. I yell until my throat is fire and squeeze my eyes shut until they ache. He fucks me like he hates my entire existence until he announces that he is ready to come, too.
“I'm about to fucking explode,” he roars.
“Yes. I want it on my stomach,” I reply, remembering how amazing it felt on my skin before. My new fetish comes forward like a stampede, craving to have Rome’s cum splattered all over my body. “Please, Rome. I want you to cum all over me. Give it to me, Sir.”
“Fuck!” he screams as he pulls out and strokes his cock in front of me.
I watch as a thick white rope ejects from his cock and lands on my navel, followed by another hitting the middle of my stomach, and another splashing just below my breasts. The warm cum feels incredible, and it all is like a kinky dream coming true. I fucking love every second of it.
