“Open your mouth and stick your tongue out—now!” I bark. He does exactly as I say, and the sight of that green fucking ball has cum spurting out of my spit-slick tip. White ropes of my release paint Dominik’s face as I jerk myself through a deeply shuddering orgasm.
When I’ve worked myself through most of it, only the aftershocks flittering through my limbs, I drag my eyes open. Dominik is still on his knees in front of me, eyes open wide and unseeing. Sticky cum covers his tongue, cheeks, and his temple, just beside his eye. It’s beginning to drip down his face and onto his clothes, but he doesn’t seem to even notice.
He looks absolutely fucking wrecked—and it’s only the beginning of what I have planned for him.
I pull up my pants and button them before squatting in front of Dominik. He’s staring somewhere off to the side, but I know he can see and hear me. I run my thumb along his lower lip, partially covered by his tongue still sticking out of his mouth.
With a bit of my cum coating my thumb, I suck it into my mouth and release the digit with a ‘pop’, Dominik’s sweat and tears and my cum leaving an extra salty taste on my tongue. I push my index finger underneath his chin and lift his head until his eyes meet mine.
His green irises shine with the liquid pooling on the surface. The whites of his eyes are still bloodshot, even more so now from his crying. His mouth snaps closed, and I know the second he registers the taste of my cum on his fucking tongue. A slight grimace mars his face, and I smirk, still pushing his chin up until his neck is taut under the pressure.
“How do you like the taste of cum, baby?” I ask, cocking my head to the side. He swallows, and with the skin of his neck pulled tight, the bob of his Adam’s apple is more visible than ever.
“Yeah, good luck swallowing it down. The flavor will linger on your tongue and in the back of your throat for a few minutes.” I chuckle and drop him like he’s on fire. His head falls fast, his chin almost smacking his chest. “But don’t worry, you’ll grow to love it.” With that, I stand in front of the mess at my feet.
Who knew when tonight started that Dominik Reed would be wrecked right in front of my eyes, and do it willingly?
I toss the baggie containing a handful of pills on the floor beside him. When they hit the carpet, Dominik lifts a shaking arm to pick them up. “Keep sucking my dick that good, and you can get even more next time.”
I turn and leave the room without a backwards glance. Once I’m out of the seclusion of the room, I’m hit with the noise of the party going on below.
Fuck, I forgot about that. Being in that room, everything else fell away, and the only thing on my mind was watching Dominik fall apart for me.
I shake my head and start down the stairs, feeling the first bouts of happiness come over me. I know this is only the start, but it’s already going so fucking well. Better than I ever could have imagined.
Dominik being an addict was the best thing I ever could have hoped for. He’s so broken and desperate, he’ll do anything without even realizing what’s actually happening. And the fact that he doesn’t recognize who I am makes it even better because when he finally fucking breaks, and I tell him why I did everything I did, it will destroy him entirely.