Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Finley was back to opening and closing his mouth like he knew he should respond but nothing was working right. After a few rounds of the fish impersonation, he paused and swallowed. “Yes, Master.”
Well, it was better than silence.
Right?
That assumption didn’t sit well with me, though, so I tried again. “There are so many ways I could humiliate you. Did you know one of the club members owns a sex toy store? Another makes BDSM furniture. I might not have met the right subs since I’ve been coming, but don’t worry, I’ve made a lot of fascinating new friends.”
Yep, I’d basically just met nice Doms and very taken subs.
But it seemed like that was going to come in handy.
Something must’ve gotten through to Finley because he blushed and looked sweet again, not worried. “I…I want to talk about lists with you, Master. I…I want you to be able to embarrass me however you want.”
Oh, such a sweet little slut.
“You’re such a good boy.” Shifting my hand, I slipped my thumb between his lips and started fucking his mouth as he whimpered quietly. “We’re going to work on our lists, then I’m going to find fun ways to humiliate you and let people see the sweet slut you really are.”
It was just going to take a bit of planning, though.
Outside the club, voyeurism and exhibitionism could get us in hot water if I didn’t handle it right…and since the goal wasn’t to get arrested, planning would be essential.
But for now, I could reward my good boy and give him a naughty thrill.
Easing my finger out of his mouth and ignoring the sexy pull of his lips, I stroked over them before moving my hand to cup his cheek tenderly. “You were very good, slut.”
The sweet name-calling truly did it for Finley. I could feel the shiver that raced through him and see the tender lust that flared in his eyes. “What happens when you’re a good boy for me, pet?”
That got another needy whine from him as his cheeks pinked, but he didn’t back down as desire rushed through him again. As he tried to get the words out, he shivered again and looked like he was one step away from grabbing his dick and either exploding in a million different pieces or melting at my feet.
“I…I get to…” Licking his lips, his eyes dropped down to my leg before darting to see who was looking.
When he realized we’d drawn a not-so-subtle audience who was pretending to ignore us, it had his cock nearly bursting out of his pants. We both knew how turned on he was as he focused back on me and let out a shaky breath. “I get to hump your leg, Master.”
“That’s right.” The overly excited tone and soft cheek pat had him blushing even deeper as he whined. “You’re such a smart boy, pet.”
That did not help him to come down from his embarrassed high.
Pushing my leg back against his groin, I smiled as Finley’s body jerked and his eyes lost focus. “Because you were so brave asking your question and you look so cute when you blush, I’m going to count down from ten. But remember, you said you didn’t want to come in your clothes at the club.”
Desire, panic, and beautiful humiliation flashed through his eyes as he realized he couldn’t come. “I…oh, Master.”
Pretending to completely misread his frustration, I smiled and nodded. “I know. I’m so sweet, I didn’t let you forget that.”
Sighing, Finley looked adorably frustrated as he nodded. “Thank you, Master.”
Rewarding him again, I shifted my leg tighter against him and rocked my foot up to rub between his spread cheeks. It would’ve been a thousand times better if he’d been naked, but his sexy blush and soft whine said he didn’t mind that it wasn’t perfect.
“I’m going to start counting down from ten, slut.” Petting his cheek, I tried to look excited and almost innocent, like I had no idea how humiliating this would be for him. “Ten.”
He might’ve been bouncing between embarrassed and so turned on he couldn’t speak, but his body knew what to do. Jackrabbiting against my leg, his eyes lost focus again as the emotions and sensations flooded through him.
By the time the countdown ended, I could feel his body shaking as I stroked his face innocently. “One. Oh, such a good boy.”
His muscles were twitching like he’d run a marathon, instead of simply trying to get off against my leg. “I…Master…”
Petting his cheek and keeping my tone light and gentle, I kept up the slow caress so he’d stay completely focused on me. “You’re such an obedient slut. I can’t wait to see you orgasm over and over and see how wet I can make your pants.”
He sucked in a ragged breath, leaning into my hand and looking like he was one step away from melting completely. “You… You’re wonderfully wicked, Master.”