Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 60198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
I am slightly silly from coming. I could be softer in this moment, more obedient. But no man has ever put me on my knees and I don’t intend to start now.
Karl pulls me from the ledge and puts me physically into position. He pushes me down to my knees and fists his hand in my hair to keep me in place. There’s no escaping this grip. I could try to wriggle out of it, but he’d have me back on the floor in an instant if he wanted it. It’s not fair how much stronger he is and how little control I have when he’s got a hold of me.
He stands in front of me, his rock-hard cock pointing straight at my face. It’s a monster, like the rest of him, pulsing with the desire to be back inside me.
“Open for me.”
I refuse. His grip gets tighter. He pulls me forward and rubs the underside of his head across my lips.
“Open for me,” he repeats, his tone more cajoling than a blunt order. I can smell his arousal, the hard flesh of his cock hot and smooth against my mouth. Some part of my mind tells me there’s no point resisting, that he’s going to have his way with me. But there’s another part that demands resistance and that only makes it hotter.
He drops his cock and uses that free hand to pinch my nose. I part my lips to breathe and the head of his cock is inside my mouth in an instant.
“Good girl,” he praises, like I did something good of my own free will, like he didn’t just force the rough thickness of his cock inside me.
He makes a groan of pleasure as his cock slides between my lips, the underside running over my tongue. I taste his pre-cum, the salty tang of his desire and the promise of a much bigger load to come.
He fucks my mouth a few times, holding the back of my head, keeping me in place, on my knees as he uses me.
“Good girl. You’re going to let me fuck this little mouth of yours and you’re not going to…”
My jaw was already tightening when he started to lecture me.
“Bite,” he says. “Don’t you fucking dare.”
But I always fucking dare. My teeth come down—not hard enough to really hurt, but enough to remind him that he’s sticking his dick in the wrong hole of a very wild thing.
“Bad girl,” he says, grabbing me harder by the back of the neck, fingers like pincers as he draws me off his cock. It comes out wet and hard and gleaming, two little indentations from my top teeth visible on his shaft. “You just can’t behave yourself, can you?” He sounds a little incredulous.
I shake my head, trying not to laugh in his face.
“There are tools to make you keep your mouth open. Is that what you want me to use? You want a ring gag put in every time I want to use you?”
“No,” I whimper.
“You want me to pin you down, whip your ass red, then make it so you can’t speak or move, and all you can do is take my cock down your throat?”
He pulls me up against his body and smacks my ass with his free hand hard enough to make me yelp involuntarily. “Is that what you want? Want me to break you on my cock?”
“No,” I moan, my pussy getting so fucking wet. I don’t want what he’s suggesting. Not even a little bit. I am blushing brutally hot just imagining the level of humiliation.
“Then you’re going to get back down on your knees, and you’re going to suck my cock like a good girl,” he says, his voice rough yet quiet.
I don’t fucking think so.
“Be a good girl for me,” he purrs. “Don’t make me hurt you, baby. Let me show you how good it can feel to let someone else take charge of you for once.”
He slides his hand back into my hair and draws me down again. All I have to do is follow his lead and his energy. Obedience is easier than making decisions, and it’s easier than fighting.
“Such a good girl,” he croons, his voice uncharacteristically soft and yet rough. “You’re being so good for me.”
I am on my knees. One of his hands remains in my hair. The other moves around to cup my chin. His thumb sits lightly on my lower lip and gently hinges my mouth open. I let him do it. I am caught in some kind of spell, curious and soft and aroused and trying something different once. I leave my lips parted as his hand moves to the thick rod of his erect cock and he slowly guides it to my lips.
The feeling that sweeps through my body when his cock slides into my mouth is like no other, a full body shiver of submissive delight made all the more intense for how hard I fought it.