Page 56 of Make Me Scream

“Use your mouth. Show me how badly you want to come.”

“Yes, sir,” she says, staring at my rigid cock. There’s trepidation in her tone.

“Have you done this before?”

“Not a lot, sir. And it’s been a while.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll tell you what to do.”

“I know what to do, sir,” she says. “I don’t think I can… fit that in my mouth.”

I laugh, leaning forward to kiss her cheek.

“You’ll be fine, pet.”

Taking my cock in her mouth will be much easier than taking it in her ass, but I’ll let her worry about that another time.

She starts by licking my tip, teasing it until it spasms. I grab her leash to keep her from lifting her head too high. As her lips slide over my shaft, a small voice in my mind tries to remind me of what will happen if word gets out I’ve got a first-year student sucking me off. As if I could stop now.

It’s all academic anyway. I’m not going to break this off. Whatever happens, happens.

Gwen makes incredible sounds when she takes my rod down the length of her tongue. Her sigh rises into a gasp, then settles into a moan. She coughs, gagging as she goes further than she’s ready. I loosen her leash, giving her enough space to let my cock out.

“You’re doing great. Catch your breath and continue when you’re ready.”

She nods, inhaling slowly.

While she collects herself, I reach around and grip the base of her tail plug. Eliciting fresh groans from her, I ease the plug in and out, stretching her muscle until she squeals. I could come just listening to her.

“I’m ready, sir,” she says, wincing as I let the plug slide back in.

“Then continue.”

Opening wide, she drops her mouth down over my cock, gripping tightly with her soft lips. I don’t stop playing with her tail, establishing a rhythm of withdrawal and insertion. She grunts in protest, the noise vibrating through my rod.

“If you want relief, earn it.”

On command, she works harder. Her lips seal around me, and she bobs her head so fast I can feel her strain against the leash. She still hasn’t taken me in all the way, but I’ll train her to go deeper. There’s no need to push her further than she can go — it already feels so good. I could come at any time, but I hold back. Eventually Gwen’s stamina wanes and she starts to slow down, so I pull out.

Climbing behind her, I flip the length of her tail across her back, then feed my saliva-coated cock into her jealous channel.

“How’s this, pet?” I ask, driving my cock in deep, pressing against the plug in her ass. Considering her desperate panting, she’s close to a powerful climax.

“So… full,” she moans.

I chuckle. When I pound home she definitely feels full. I can’t go too fast, I’m almost worried I might break her. She squeezes down on me though, taking all I give.

If she thinks she’s stuffed now, wait until I’ve got my cock plunged all the way up her ass while a big, thick vibrator hums in her pussy and an extra wide cock gag muffles her pleas. The thought of stretching all her holes to their limits sends me to the brink.

Her body rocks in rhythm with mine, and I can’t help thinking that we’re in perfect harmony — student and teacher, giving and taking, the connection mutual. The thrill of discovery and the honor of leading one to it. Our method is unconventional, but the result is nothing short of a masterpiece.

Before I can erupt, I pull out. Stroking myself and fingering her at the same time, I say, “You can come, pet.”

She howls as I release my milky ropes. Her walls clench around my fingers, hips bucking against my hand until she goes quiet and still. I pull her into my arms and cradle her until she catches her breath.

Like the night before, I carry her up to the mattress so she can rest.

“Be right back,” I tell her, kissing her forehead before I leave.

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