Page 32 of Exquisite Temptation

Leaving the book on the table, I rise to my feet and let her out of the cage. I watch her stretch her body, my gaze dropping to my leather collar with the wordsMaster’s slutadorning her pale, delicate neck. Such a pretty toy to play with. I remove the gag and soaked vibrator, leaving them on the nearby wooden storage box.

"Inspection," I growl.

"As you wish, Sir." My little pet lifts the corners of her lips into a smug smile and stands with her legs wide open, hands behind her neck, and her gaze locked on mine.

I circle around her, mindless desire racing through my veins as I drink in her creamy skin, perky breasts, wide hips, and smooth legs. Fuck, her curvaceous, sexy body is a work of art. Her breathing hitches, and her skin erupts in goosebumps under my fingertips as I trace them across her arms, neck, and down her back, enjoying the warmth and silkiness of her skin.

"You are such a responsive little slut, aren’t you?" I chuckle.

"Yes, Sir. I can’t help myself. You have magical hands." Her voice rings with laughter.

"Watch your filthy mouth, slut." I bring my hand down across her ass with a thundering crack. The solid, sharp slap reverberates off of the playroom walls, feeding the monster inside me.

"Yes, Sir." She jerks, releasing a sharp gasp. Naughty little pet. She just lost one point.

Returning my attention to her back, I rake my fingernails up and down. My cock stirs at the sight of the pink marks I leave on her smooth skin.

"Bend," I command. She bows her back, exposing her bare pussy.

Images of me gripping her hips and driving my throbbing cock into her glistening cunt and fucking her like a starved animal assaults my mind.Control yourself, man.I grab her round buttocks and knead them, watching them move under my hands, before spreading them and revealing her asshole. Rubbing my thumb between her wet folds, I coat it in her juices before sliding the tip into her tight hole. She clenches her muscles, resisting the intrusion, but relaxes quickly, letting me push deeper. I move my finger in a circular motion, increasing the speed and pressure. Her low, throaty moans are music to my ears. Alas, I'm not here to pleasure her. Pulling out, I survey my thumb for cleanliness.Good pet.

"Up. Arms down."

"Yes, Sir," she answers, following orders like the good slut she is.

Turning around, I stand in front of her and lift her hands, inspecting her manicured nails, noting she has painted them blood red as I have requested. When our gazes connect, a deep flash of embarrassment flares over her cheekbones, telling me how humiliating it is for her to be surveyed, poked, and probed like a piece of meat. It makes my dark soul sing and rejoice. But she is here out of her free will, wanting, needing, and craving the humiliation and attention I can give her.

I tilt my head to the side and bite my lower lip, staring at her perky breasts for a moment. Reaching out, I cup and mold them, reshaping them with satisfaction and hoping to make my little pet release a moan, but she remains silent. The floral note of her perfume and musky scent of her arousal linger in the air, spurring me on. I rub the nubs, tweaking and pinching before clamping my teeth over them, biting and pulling each one while keeping my gaze locked on her. She clenches her jaw, pinching her lips together to stop herself from making a sound.

Releasing her nipple with a plop, I push her legs wider and trail my finger between the wet folds of her drenched pussy, stopping at her clit and pressing firmly on it, waiting to see if she will push into me, but she sucks in a sharp breath instead. Let's see if she makes a sound. I slide one finger inside her, pumping in and out, adding two more, stretching her hot tight cunt. Her chest rises and falls with rapid breaths as I continue stroking her G-spot until her muscles clench around my fingers and juices drip down my hand. I withdraw my fingers abruptly, stopping my sweet torture.

"Open your mouth."

"Yes, Sir."

Lifting my arm, I shove my fingers in her mouth. "Clean up your mess, whore." The little pet swirls her tongue, greedily sucking them, tasting herself, her arousal and humiliation.

"What a well-behaved little whore you are. Now, get on your hands and knees. Follow me."

"Yes, Sir." I stalk towards the sofa, move the table aside, and lower myself down.

She stops in front of me, hoists herself up, and adopts a perfect Nadu position, ready to obey me. Warmth expands in my chest as I watch her kneel in front of me with a straight back, palms up on her knees, gaze lowered. I lift my butt and grasp the waistband of my pants, pulling them down. I fist my aching cock, pumping up and down, pre-cum dribbling into my hand. My little pet darts her tongue out, wetting her lips as she stares at me with lust in her eyes.

"Beg me for it," I snarl.

"Please, let me choke on your beautiful cock, Sir."

"I don’t mind having your dirty mouth on my dick. Now, show me how well you can suck a cock." I snarl.

She lowers her head, moving her tongue up and down my shaft, swirling it around my head and taking my throbbing length in her mouth, increasing her pace as she continues sucking. I grab her hair, pushing her away.

"Open wide, fucktoy. Let me show you how it’s done." Keeping her gaze locked on mine, she opens her mouth, watching me take control. I shove my cock in, slamming it down and hitting the back of her throat.

She sputters and gags, but I hold my dick at the back of her throat, pulling out only to let her breathe. Her face grows red and tears stream down her cheeks as I hold her head steady, pushing deeper with each thrust, but she opens her mouth wider, relaxing her muscles to accommodate my thick length.

"Finger yourself like the good slut you are, and don't come until I give you permission."

She slides her fingers inside her cunt, working them furiously while keeping pace with my thrusts. My balls tighten as the need to explode builds in me like a rising crescendo.

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