With a crooked finger under her chin, I force her to look at me. “Undo my pants. Take me out, suck me good. And while you’re at it, hump my shoe like the nasty whore you are.”
Rage simmers in her eyes, a reflection of my own cruelty flashing in them. Her fingers hurry to unzip me, then grasp my dick.
I try not to react. To give her any sort of satisfaction. Tomaintainmy frigid exterior. But the heat hovering from her mouth, the force of her tug, the obscene bliss of her submission—it cracks something inside me. I squeeze my eyes shut. Just for a second. Then, as casually as I can, I sip a deep inhale through my nose, trying to steady the mayhem rising in my veins.
“Fine,” she spits out. “Hurry up and come.”
“Oh, no. I’m taking my time. Now shut the fuck up and suck my dick.”
When she puts her lips around the surging head, I choke on some spit. It feels heavenly. It’s not so much the technique as it isherand the surroundings. Everyone pauses to observe her performance, and it makes me feel powerful. I won. Andshe’smy prize.
Obedience from an absolute bratty bitch. Kneeling before her king.
“You’ll have to take more than that. Haven’t you sucked cock before? Or you’re not used to a big one?”
She narrows her eyes as she looks up at me, then slides down farther.Fuck…Her throat clenches around me without any gagging. That will change. As soon as she’s mine to mess with? I’m making her swallow me whole.
Beneath her wet heat, I tap my toe until she lets loose a tiny moan. The vibration of her sounds almost makes me come. But I want this to last a long time.
“Fuck my shoe. Ride it,” I tell her.
One hand wrapped around the base of my dick, the other around my calf, she does. Her hips shift as she wiggles her pussy all over the dark leather, saturating it with her arousal. It’s my favorite pair now.
I brush some fallen golden strands from her forehead.
“Look at you.” My grip on her jaw forces her head up so the circle can see exactly what she’s doing, the smears of her mascara and the wanton need flushing her cheeks. “You play the queen, but you were made for this. Mouth full of my big cock. Soaking my shoe like a bitch in heat.”
Her eyes glisten with humiliation and something hungrier.
“Feel that leather under your slutty little cunt?” I bounce my knee enough to tap on her clit. “Make a mess of it. Let the whole room hear how wet you are for me, your master.”
She groans, low and furious, then jerks harder against me, her hips riding the top of my foot with a frantic rhythm. Her breaths pant against the heated skin of my dick as it surges in her grasp.
“That’s it. Fuck it. Show them what kind of girl you really are. Not a player. Just a toy. Apet. My littledogto play with.”
Leaning over, I slap her bare ass, and she squeals. I do it louder. Harder. A red handprint forms, and she growls as my dick shoves in deeper.
The crowd stiffens. No one dares to speak.
“You’re not special. You’re a hole trained to obey. Not to think. Only to do whatever I command. So say thank you for the privilege.”
She moans around me, close, desperate.
Right before she comes, I yank her off my cock by her hair and hiss, “No. Not like that. You want release? Earn it.”
I push her back down over my granite length as her legs shake around my calf.
“Come for this room. All over my dirty shoe. And swallow every drop I give you like the cum-hungry slut you are.”
Her movements increase in intensity, and I know she’s as close as I am. White lights flash before my eyes as her cheeks dive inward, and she sucks everything I have into her mouth. As soon as I spurt some of my load on her tongue, she pulls back and screams, a wail of pleasure riding out across her face. Flushed with bliss. Tears streaking from the corners of her eyes, dragging her colorful makeup down with them.
My cum spills onto her chest. Her little tits. Her sunken collarbone. Her belly button. Then lands on her pussy still writhing on my shoe. Slower now.
Hand on the back of her neck, I tug her away from me, then shove her toward the floor. “Clean it up. Drink every drop you spilled. Lick my shoe, whore.”
She freezes, but only for a second. Then she bends forward, tongue dragging slowly over leather, collecting spit and slick. Some of my spend.
It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.