He pulls his cock out, and though I’d happily give him head, the position wasn’t easy. I hear him walking around to the other side.
“Scoot your ass back,” he directs, assisting me by sliding his arm between my legs and pulling my pelvis toward him until my rump is against the cage bars.
He adjusts my body so that my legs are flush against the bars too. The cage isn’t wide enough for me to stretch myself out, so I’m bent at the waist and neck, my body curled in the shape of a cane. Feeling his flesh pressing into my backside, I practically jump for joy. I want him inside me so badly. Normally, I’d voice this sentiment, but with Jack, I’m a little wary about revealing too much to him. He might use it against me.
He sinks the head of his penis in.OMG.It’s a novel angle for me. Can’t tell if I like it better or worse than other positions because I only care about the fact that he’s in me. It’s amazing. Hard and thick. My pussy has been dying for this for hours.
More,I silently entreat him.
And he does provide more, pushing further into me.
Oh no.I’m going to come. Should I ask permission? What if he says no? I try and resist coming. But it feels too…damn…good.
When he withdraws, I shiver. When he sinks back in, I moan. If he keeps this up, there’s no holding back my climax.
Oh shit.
He barely has to move. His cock drags against my arousal, and I come undone. I try to contain my orgasm, even though I know it’s fruitless to hide it from him. My body jerks, bumping me into the cage bars. My limbs tremble, and the euphoria tumbles me beneath its monster waves. After hours of deprivation, the release feels heaven-sent.
It’s not my favorite orgasm, but it’s the one I appreciate the most because it freed me from all the tension that had been built inside me. I wasn’t even sure if I screamed. My body continues to shudder though Jack slows to a stop and pulls out. I’m given only the briefest of moments to enjoy the afterglow of coming.
“Did you just come without permission, Casey?” he asks.
Crap.I was so focused on not coming that I forgot.
Chapter thirteen
Kai
“Useme,Sir,”Caseyreplies as if she hasn’t heard my question. “Your little slut needs to be used.”
Not letting her change the subject, I say, “So that’s a ‘yes’.”
“You said I was supposed to save my orgasm for you, Sir. I went the entire day without coming, even though I really, really wanted to. I’ve never wanted to come so badly in my life.”
“And you just did. Without permission. That was naughty. Disrespectful. Greedy.”
“I am a greedy little whore, a greedy whore that’s yours to use. Make yourself come inside of me, Sir.”
“Oh, I will, princess,” I say as I admire her backside. I want nothing more than to fuck the daylights out of her. “I might use you twenty-four-seven, to make the most of our time together. Think you can handle that?”
“Do I have a choice?”
“Smart girl.”
I partially withdraw my cock before slamming into her. She bumps into the bars in front of her. As I thrust, the cage, suspended from the ceiling and tethered to rings on the floor, creaks and sways a little. Placing a hand on her hip, I hold her in place. The heat of her pussy, the wetness, makes my head swim. Feeling myself about to boil over, I slow my pace. I want to blow my load inside her, but I have more in store.
Withdrawing completely, I walk over to a dresser and return with a zapper and an arousing serum, which I apply to her clit.
“Mmm, that tingles,” she remarks.
I run my finger over her pleasure bud. “You need more training in orgasm control. No more coming without permission.”
“Yes, Sir.”
For several minutes, I work her up till I see her struggling not to come. I touch the zapper to her buttock. She yelps and jerks away.
“Get on your knees,” I instruct.