Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 66074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
Her face is the reddest I’ve ever seen it, and not letting go of her face, I squat and reach between her spread thighs without warning.
Just as I suspected, I find my sub completely drenched.
So much for humiliation being a punishment. I’ll have to think of something later.
She’s so wet I don’t even have to dip my finger inside her slit to feel it. Her pussy lips are coated so thoroughly it makes me salivate, and I have to fight the urge to force her onto her back, cover her entire cunt with my mouth, and suck her clean. Instead, I pacify myself by swirling my middle three fingertips together from her clit, through her folds, and back again, then lifting them to suck off her cream.
She whines and wiggles in my clutch, and I stand back up to my full height.
“Looks like I blessed you and made you all wet, my little worshipper.” I smear my precum that’s on her forehead horizontally with my thumb, smirking once again when I then drag it vertically through the middle. “The power of your user compels you, doll.” And then, dick in hand, I press my crown to the cunt I’ve made of her lips, finally releasing them as I start to press inside.
I continue to grip her jaw but move my other hand to hold the back of her head. “Mmm… tight little cock sleeve. Hope it’s ready to be broken in.”
She moans around my girth, her eyes fluttering closed as I feed her just the usual amount. She relaxes more and more as I pull her head backward, then tug her forward over and over, making her take nothing extra than I always have. There’s no resistance in her muscles as I move her back and forth instead of holding her still and thrusting my hips forward and back, using her mouth just like I would a stroker.
“That’s right. You’re my mindless little fuck toy. I’m just using a storebought hole to bounce on my cock for my own solo pleasure,” I say for her benefit, letting her know she’s doing exactly what she’s supposed to—absolutely nothing.
And she’s fucking loving it. When I take in her beautiful face, every feature is completely at ease. There’s no furrowing of her brow in concentration to try to blow me just right. There’s no shifting of her eyes behind her closed lids while searching her mind for tips and tricks. Even her lips have gone slack around my cock, her jaw malleable instead of stiff in my grip to create suction or guard her teeth. Her breaths went from anxious shallow panting to now steady and deep, and somehow my dick hardens even further.
It occurs to me I left my phone on the playtable, and I instantly regret that I can’t snap a photo or record a few seconds of this moment.
It almost makes me feel guilty to bring her out of this peace she’s found, this newly discovered way to shut down her mind and float along a level of consciousness that’s nearly impossible for people like her to reach. People with brains that constantly run at full-power and don’t understand the meaning of “relax.” I know because I was just like her—and still am, outside the playroom—until I discovered Domination, using it to control not only other people but my own mind as well. Hyperfocusing on a submissive and clearing out all the chatter. Domspace, which feels similar to the way subspace has been described to me by so many in the community.
It's blissful.
And like I said, it almost makes me feel guilty to not allow her to stay in this peaceful state. Almost being the keyword. But not quite, since I now know how to get her here with ease, and right this minute, my doll is in the middle of an important lesson.
Pushing her away until only the very tip of my cock is still between her lax lips, I focus completely on her entire being and not the sensations along my dick as I then pull her mouth back onto me, this time an inch deeper than before.
No reaction.
There’s not one reaction on her part, which is a better outcome for what she’s asked me to teach her, even though my sadistic side is slightly disappointed she didn’t at least show a sign of acknowledgement that she noticed. Nevertheless, she earns some quiet praise as I continue to use her mouth at this new depth.
“That’s a good little toy,” I murmur down at her, a soothing tone to keep her in this glorious state. “Look how pretty you are with your user’s fat cock in your mouth.”
She sighs and becomes heavier in my hands, which tells me she’s surrendered even more to this scene.
God, the power she’s giving me right now. How powerful she makes me feel.