One side of his sensuous mouth quirked up and he shook his head affectionately.
“If anyone knew the Overlord of the Northern Continent allowed his Sex Pet to bargain with him over her training, they would think I had grown soft.”
“You don’t seem soft to me at all,” I murmured, stroking his long, hard shaft. Leaning forward, I captured another droplet of precum, savoring his salty-sweet flavor as I swirled my tongue around the pointed head. “Not soft at all,” I added, giving him another naughty smile.
“I shouldn’t do this,” Sir said. “And you may still be required to wear the expanders in the future…”
“All right,” I agreed hastily. “Just, not right now. I’d much rather have your tail inside me instead.”
“As you wish, little one.” He was already removing the metal cap from the pointed end of his tail. “He may want to come in you,” he warned me. “It’s very difficult for acandallato be inside the warm, wet pussy of a pet andnotfill her with cum.”
“As long as it’s not the breeding cream you talked about, that should be all right,” I said. “Although, maybe we should get a towel for the couch?” I added, remembering how much of the lubricating fluid his tail had shot in me the last time.
“A very good idea,” Sir agreed. “Run get one, little one, and then we’ll continue.”
I hopped off the couch and ran to the bathroom to get one of the huge, beach blanket-sized towels. When I got back, Sir had pushed his trousers down further and his tail was waving at me in a way that was positively anticipatory.
“All right now, are you ready, little one?” Sir asked, as I laid down the towel and then climbed on the couch to settle with my head on his flat stomach—the better to have access to his hard cock.
“Yes, Sir,” I said, taking the thick shaft in one hand and bringing it to my lips to lap away the droplet of precum that had formed.
“Gods, you’re good at that, little one,” he groaned softly. “Spread your legs for mycandalla.”
“Yes, Sir,” I said again, rather breathlessly this time. But just as I was opening my thighs, Sir spoke again—this time to his tail.
“Listen to me,” he told it sternly. “You’renotto fuck little one or make her come—you’re just going to fill her and help her soft little pussy expand for my cock. Do you understand?”
The tip of the tail waved in agreement.
“And you may come in her as much as you wish, as long as youdon’tshoot breeding cream in her womb,” Sir added. “That ought to go without saying, but I’ll say it anyway.”
The tail wavered, looking somehow disappointed and I had the idea it was arguing with Sir somehow.
“Yes, Ihavedecided little one is a Sex Pet and yes, Iamgoing to seal the bond with her at some point in the future,” Sir told it. “But I have also given my wordnotto breed her—that would take away her option of leaving and going back to her home planet. If I plant a baby in her belly that looks like me, it would never be accepted on Earth.”
I had to agree with him—nobody on Earth could mistake Sir for anything but an alien and any baby I had with him would doubtless have many of his characteristics. So even though he was planning to seal our Master/pet bond to try to tie me to him, at least he wasn’t going to make it impossible for me to leave if I decided to.
I wasn’t sure if that made me feel better about the situation or not, but before I could examine my emotions too closely, I felt the tip of hiscandallanudging at the lips of my pussy.
I moaned and shifted, spreading my legs more as the flexible end of thecandalla—which had turned into a tentacle again—began stroking between my pussy lips. I moaned again as it began teasing my clit, sending sparks of pleasure through my whole body as it did so.
“Careful now,” I heard Sir telling it. “Don’t make her come—I reserve her first orgasm for myself.”
“Oh, please, Sir,” I moaned. “It feels so good—let him touch me just alittlebit more.”
“Well…all right. But don’t make her come,” he warned his tail again.
The tip of hiscandallateased me a bit more, sliding in circles around my aching button, but just as I felt on the edge of coming, it stopped obediently and slid deep inside me.
I moaned with frustration and then gasped as I felt the tentacle reach the end of my channel and start to swell inside me.
“Do you feel him filling you?” Sir murmured, his eyes heavy-lidded as he looked down at me.
“Oh, God, Sir—yes!” I moaned. “He…he’s in me sodeepand he’s getting sobig.”
“As he should be, in order to get you ready for my cock, little one,” he said, nodding.
I expected hiscandallato keep expanding, but then the tentacle did something unexpected—it began to slide in and out of me, thrusting deeper every time.