Page 57 of Stabby Little

My mystery man palms my ass. “You're playing with fire.”

A hook of need sinks into my body as he touches me. I grind my hips on his waist, feeling his hard bulge against my ass. My own dick throbs in my panties, driving into his Dad bod belly.

He smashes a fistful of my cock between his fingers and squeezes hard. I let out a cry, rubbing myself in his grip, my dick leaking pre-cum. I bite his left ear, latching on for comfort.

“You like it.” My voice is low. “Don't lie to me.”

“I ought to spread you across my knee.” My mystery man flexes his palm. “You know that, boy? I've never had anyone treat me like you. I didn't sign up to be your doll—you're supposed to beMYfucking doll. I'm the one in control here. Not you.”

I lick his neck. “No, Daddy. I control you.”

He swats my ass.

Smack.

“That's what you get for toying with me.” He drives my chin up. “Youaretoying with me, boy. Don't deny it. It's plain as day.”

Red-hot flame builds in my body. My ass burns as my cock screams to escape my lace panties. I grab his hand and ram it between my legs, forcing him to touch my dick.

“Oh yeah, Daddy! You like my hard willy, don't deny it!”

“Ass in the air.” My mystery man rams my chin up. “I won't ask you again.”

I hide behind my kitty whiskers as I shove my ass up. He lifts his palm and swats my cheeks again.

Smack.

This time, a veritable tsunami of erotic sensation drowns me. I grip his thighs, so muscular and hairy, and latch onto it for dear life. My cock spasms uncontrollably in my lace panties, and I let out a groan as I rock on his lap, quivering in a bundle of nerves.

This is too much pleasure.

Too much ecstasy.

I'm supposed to dominate this man, but he turned the tables back on me.

My mystery man tugs his cock out of his black briefs. “Suck my dick.”

I bob on his cock, swirling my tongue around his glans. His hard, thick shaft releases a spurt of pre-cum that I lap up greedily like a baby kitten drinking milk, oblivious to my surroundings.

With every lick, my dick throbs harder in my panties. With every whiff of his scent, my ass screams to be penetrated.

I recall the way he took control as I locked him in the black room at our last meeting. Carnality possessed him. This is who this man is. A ferocious beast in the bedroom. A monster. A fucking savage. He let me fuck him once, but he won't let me get away with it again. He's in control. There's no denying it. He'll take what's rightfully his and leave me in a pile of sweat and cum.

“That's right, boy.” He swats my ass again. “You thought you could get away with tempting Daddy. You were a naughty boy. Daddy's in control now. I'm taking you to my mansion and making you truly mine. Not only a bedroom Daddy. There will be rules. Order. Discipline. You're not to look at any other man but me. I'll give you hot chocolate and stuffies like no man has ever done. I'll give you ten orgasms every night and rubber duckies in the tub. Because that's what you deserve, kitty. Warm bubblebaths and sloppy, wet Daddy kisses. And breakfast in bed to make you the happiest boy in the world.”

The fantasy is too much to bear. With a cry, I surrender to my urges and bust out my orgasm. I work the dildo deep into my hole, slamming it against my prostate as I shake and scream.

“Daddy.” Hot shots of cum rocket onto my belly. They slam into my nipples, desecrating the sanctity of my pale white flesh.

I work my dragon stuffy up and down my cock, milking the last beads of my release into its black scales.

Oh.

My.

God.

I can't believe I did that.

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