“Be a good pet, Kingston, and I promise I’ll take care of you. Do you trust me?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
She kissed the head of my cock, her tongue darting out to taste me. I swallowed a groan. I could picture her on her knees with my most prized body part at her disposal. A jolt went through me as her teeth caught the ring piercing my head and she tugged.
“Remember your safe word?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“You’d better use it if you need it.”
I nodded just as she cupped my aching balls and squeezed while she brushed her lips over my crown. The slide of her tongue across the slit sent tingles shooting through me, collecting at the base of my shaft, swelling my fucking knot.
She purred, clearly pleased with herself. Fuck, so was I. I was so far gone, I was damn near in rut. If that happened there was no knowing what I would do.
She repeated the move, this time letting go of my balls and sliding her hand further back. My legs shook, my body breaking out in hot and cold shivers, not sure if I wanted her to stop or if I never wanted her to stop. I’d never thought about anyone touching me like this, but it was the most erotic moment of my entire fucking life.
“Stand. I want to see all of you.”
I wasn’t confident my knees would work for a moment, but the idea of disappointing her had me on my feet, awaiting her next command.
Her cheek brushed the side of my cock, warm and soft, and then she pressed a gentle kiss to the base. But she didn’t stop there. As though she knew my every desire, she moved downward, sucking on my already tight balls one by one, taking them into her wet mouth and applying gentle pressure before letting go.
Goddammit, I needed my fucking hands. I could tear free of my makeshift shackles easily if I wanted to, but that would make her angry. What would she do to me?
“Let’s play a game.”
Oh, God. I wasn’t sure I could take any more teasing. “Aren’t we already?” I rasped.
A firm slap against my taint had stars bursting in my vision. Pain and nearly uncontrollable pleasure hit me at the same time. Fuck, a spurt of cum had to have escaped. I swear I heard it hit the floor.
“It’s like you want me to punish you. Is that it, pet?”
“No, Mistress. I... I want to please you.”
She stroked my shaft. “You do please me. Very much.”
The words had me fucking preening. Even my wolf soaked in the praise.
“You are such a good mate. So strong. So virile.” She took my bound hands and pressed them against her lower belly. “Such a perfect provider for us, Daddy.”
My cock jerked, desperate to fill her. I’d never been so turned on in my goddamn life. Not even when she was in heat, dripping for me, presenting and begging me to take her.
“Do you need to come?”
I nodded.
“Too bad. I’m not done playing with you yet.” She moved away, and I mourned her absence. I couldn’t see what she was doing, and my mind raced with possibilities. Was she grabbing toys? Was she going to spank me?
Fuck... did I want her to?
The mindfuck of it all was that I’d started this for her, to give her something to have complete control over, and it was fast becoming all about me. My undiscovered kinks roared to the surface.
Her footsteps came closer, the unmistakable sounds of items shifting in a box filling my ears. “You naughty boy, I found your toy box in my bedroom. There are some very interesting things in here.”
She removed my blindfold, and I blinked hard against the sudden light. Sunday’s cheeks were flushed with arousal, her eyes dark and hooded as she knelt at my feet again. Glancing down at the contents of my very special toy box, she raised her brows. “My, my.” She reached in and pulled out a hot pink training plug. “Did you buy this for me?”
“Yes, Mistress.”