Page 20 of Liberate Us (Next Generation 8)

“Yes.” She licked her lips, her cheeks becoming rosy. “I need to be controlled but I also need to be defiant.”

“You’re a brat,” I added, tugging her head back.

“If that’s what you want to call me, sure.” Her eyes dropped to my waist, my cock pointing directly at her. “God, you’re beautiful.”

I grinned, wrapping my free hand around my dick. “If you want to be controlled, remember your safeword.” I tightened my hold on her hair, pulling her off the couch and forcing her to her knees on the floor at my feet.

“How do I know that if I use it, you’ll stop?” Something flashed in her eyes. It was a hint of something that had happened to her. I knew because I had seen it in others.

Tugging her head back, I ran the tip of my cock over her lips, up the side of her cheek, and back down.

She stuck her tongue out as I ran the head of my dick over it, a tingle of pleasure sliding over my skin at the soft contact.

“This is where our trust begins, Red,” I told her, lining the tip of my cock up with her mouth. “It can’t grow unless we start somewhere.”

She swallowed hard. “Okay.”

“What’s your safeword?”

“Tyler,” she whispered.

“If your mouth is full of cock and you need me to stop, tap my hip. Understand?”

She nodded, her cheeks turning a nice shade of pink.

“Open. Wide.” I tilted my head, giving her a wicked grin. “I’m about to make you cry.”

Her breath caught but she did as she was told. As soon as her full lips parted, I slid my cock down the length of her tongue until the tip bumped the back of her throat. She gagged, her throat working me over as she tried breathing around me.

“Breathe through your nose, pet,” I instructed.

She inhaled, letting it out slowly. A low moan followed soon after.

Holding her head in both hands, I tilted it back and stepped between her knees. “You want me to control you,” I said and began thrusting into her mouth. “You want me to degrade you and dominate you.”

Her nostrils flared, her eyes staring up at me. She whimpered, her tongue licking along the length of me as I pumped into her mouth.

“I need your submission, Red.” I pushed my dick down the length of her tongue until it hit the back of her throat. Stopping, I held her head in place, her lips pressed against the base of me. “I know that submission is there. I can sense it. We can talk about that over time but for now, open those slutty little lips wider and take my cock like a good girl.” I took a step back, tightening my hold on her head and forcing her to come with me.

She crawled on all fours, having no choice but to follow me.

Giving her a moment of reprieve, I stopped and pulled from her mouth.

She took a deep inhale, her cheeks coated with her tears.

“Had enough?” I asked, my voice low.

A hint of mischief flashed in her eyes. “Try me, Sam.”

My cock jumped.

She caught the movement, a slow grin spreading on her face.

“Open that fucking mouth,” I demanded, forcing her back onto her ass and stepping between her knees.

Her pupils dilated, her mouth widening as far as it would allow.

Locking my hands on her head, I braced myself and began fucking her face.

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