Page 26 of The Secret Club
I silently dribble spit onto his cock and use it as lubricant to work him harder with my hands. His thighs begin to shake a little and I take this as an undeniable sign he’s enjoying my work.
After I feel I’ve given his cock enough attention with my hands, I lick my lips. My mouth is already watering, and I lean my head over him and lick from the base to the tip. Once my mouth is lined up, I take him in one deep thrust right to the back of my throat. Aaron goes completely still as well and stops mid conversation. I almost take my lips from him to check he’s ok but think better of it remembering my instructions to do as he says.
“Sorry Sally, what was I saying?? I was momentarilyinterrupted in my office just now. No, no—now is a good time to talk through this.”
I move my head higher almost to the tip where I suck and nibble gently and then lower quickly again, loosening my throat and letting his long length fill me up entirely. I hear Aaron let out an almost inaudible shaky breath when he hits the back of my throat once again. I raise up and down and begin a slippery rhythm, saliva begins to pool around my chin but I continue until I hear him wrap up his phone call and say goodbye.
“That, my little submissive, was naughty. You nearly put me off my phone call. Was that your intention?”
I let out a pop from letting go of the suction around his cock. “No Master, not at all. I was only trying to please you.” I wipe at the drool at my chin but before my hand connects he pushes it away.
“Did I tell you to remove your saliva from your chin?”
“No Sir.”
“Then I expect you to leave it.”
“Yes, Sir,” I answer, fighting the urge to wipe.
“Finish the job I have given you.”
“Yes Master.”
I lean my head back over and line my mouth with his cock and thrust down. This time I can feel his eyes burn into the back of his head, I can feel his hips twitch and they seem to be having a hard time not thrusting in. I go deeper down onto him and am rewarded by him stroking my hair.
I can feel his orgasm building, his lean body is tensing up around me. I glance up to see Aaron sit back into his chair and rest his head back on the headrest. His breathing is becoming frenzied and so is mine, I double my efforts whilst trying to suck in air through my nose.
Aaron loses control and pushes my head deep onto him and he spears me to the spot as his come explodes down the back ofmy throat, gagging me whilst he doesn’t allow a millimetre of movement from me.
Once Aaron’s orgasm has finished rippling through his body he lifts his hand away from my head and I rise up coughing and choking. I don’t wipe my chin or the strings of drool hanging from my chin, I just look up at him for further instruction.
“Clean me up,” Aaron directs with his eyes, seeming pleasantly amused that I didn’t touch my chin, he approves of my obedience.
I bend back down and suck the last beads of come from his tip and lick up and down his length to ensure there are no pools of my drool left anywhere.
When I rise again to seek my next instructions, Aaron reaches into a drawer and pulls out a tissue. He folds it and then gently wipes at my mouth and chin. The way he’s touching me is so different from before, this seems almost like adoration. I feel a little whiplash from him face fucking me, but the desire pooling in my body for more touches and approval is all consuming. No one has ever made me desire someone in such a way. I will literally do anything just for one touch of my chin or rub of my head.
“Put my cock back into my jeans and do me back up.”
“Yes Master,” I reply and notice he’s no longer soft anymore, he’s already got a semi and it begins to rise again in my fingers. I fold him back into his black jeans and am careful to do up his zip and button.
“Crawl over to the bed and lie face up with both your hands and feet stretched out like a starfish.”
I nod, “Yes Sir,” and begin to move following his instructions exactly. I don’t look back at him, I just look up at the four poster bed where I’m now lying.What will he do next?
In my periphery I can see him walk around to the top right hand corner and I hear a chain rustle. Leaning over the bedAaron picks up my wrist and encloses it in thick leather. Moving around the bed he does the same with my ankles and other wrist, pulling each one right to the edge of discomfort. Now I’m stretched open and cannot move or sit.
I watch as Aaron moves back to his desk and opens a drawer lifting out a bag. Bringing it over to the bed he opens it up and lifts a butt plug out with a bottle of lube.
“I enjoy you looking like this for me Roxy. I’ll enjoy it even more when I fill you up for my pleasure whilst I work.”
Squirting the lube onto the butt plug he applies his attention to my back hole. Drizzling his index finger with the lube, he lines up his finger and slowly enters my arsehole. I try and relax to his intrusion and once his finger is past my ring of tight muscle, I am fully able to be calm and enjoy the pleasure he is giving me. Then he slides in another finger.
Aaron notices my breathing has switched from deep to calm slower breaths, he looks up.
“You like this, my little submissive. You are really going to enjoy this little gift I’m about to give you.” Sliding his fingers out, he lines up the butt plug and pushes it slowly inside me. I feel the familiar stretch as my tight ring of muscle opens to stretch around the girth of its bulb but it’s not the largest butt plug I’ve taken—especially not in comparison to my previous playmate job and certainly nothing on my husband’s girth. The plug slides in easily and sits comfortably in my arsehole.
I give Aaron a shy smile, I’m utterly open and exposed to him. No shying away from his eyes or his hands. Reaching back into his bag, he pulls out a large vibrator.
