“I can always lose some if you’d like.”
Sheep Finder:Leave the shirt on for now. Take your pants and underwear off.
“Okay.” With nervous flutters running rampant in my chest, I shift my hips and slide down my pants. I slip off my panties next and kick my clothesaway, straightening myself in the seat. I shoot up when the cold wood rubs over my balls, and I resist the urge to touch myself.
Sheep Finder:I take it you got your gift today? Show it to me.
My fingers struggle to grip the base at first, and when I’m finally able to calm myself enough, I lift the dildo in front of my face—it looks even bigger this way.
Sheep Finder:I look so good in your hand. Your mouth is so close too. Are you ready for some more practice?
My eyes bounce between the toy and camera. “Wait, this is you?”
Sheep Finder:Well, a replica. Of course, the real thing is always better, but this will help prepare you for me. I had it custom made just for you.
“This is you,” I say again, running my hand up and down the shaft.
Sheep Finder:You want to take me in your mouth?
I bob my head, lips parting and tongue feeling dry.
Sheep Finder:Remember our last lesson?
Lesson. He loves giving those, doesn’t he? “The fence lessons or blow-job lesson?”
Sheep Finder:Am I supposed to know what that first thing means?
“How did you get it here so quickly? Did you pay for someone to deliver it?”
Sheep Finder:What are the scenarios you’ve played in your head? How do you want this story to go?
“You . . . you drive by my house every day and sit outside sometimes. You brought this here and it won’t be the first gift you give me.”
Sheep Finder:Then that’s what happened and what will happen. Everywhere you need me, remember?
“Yes,” I croak out. “I need . . . fuck. I really need . . .”
Sheep Finder:Tell me.
“I need to come with your cock in my mouth. I want to touch myself while choking from you fucking my throat.”
Sheep Finder: You have no idea how perfect you are, do you?
“I’m not. I’m flawed in so many ways.” My throat feels like it’s clogging.
Sheep Finder:Everyone is, baby, but you shine where many don’t. You’re so pretty and bright when you do too. Show me. Light up for me.
My head fogs, and I lick at the tip of the silicone cock and slowly suck the head between my lips. Adding a little suction, I slide my mouth further down and lap over what feels like thick veins. My hole twitches, jealous of my mouth as I bob my head, quickening my movements. I roll my fingers over my base, leaking all over my skin as I hold my face still to plunge the cock deep into my throat. I gag, tears gathering in my eyes.
Struggling to breathe, with my cheeks aching, my body heats and I really do feel like a buzzing light. Static everywhere. I switch between slow and fast, not getting enough from either pace. The pain spreads lower and I moan around the thick intrusion as my fingers tighten around my head the way my throat does the toy. I come so hard I see stars and birds. The toy drops from my hand and my other slackens over my spent cock.
I struggle to keep my eyes open, my head falling back and eyes lolling. I’m floating in the clouds. Smiling like a damn idiot, I lose feeling in my legs. As I return to reality, I look back to the screen and my lips tilt higher.
Sheep Finder:So beautiful. I came right along with you, Little Bo. I just know it’ll feel so much better once I’m inside you. Your mouth was made for my cock. We should see if that pretty hole is too.
“When will that be?” I say, dots circling my vision, and I’m not sure if I’m spinning or if the room is.
Sheep Finder:Soon. But tonight I want you to go somewhere and not tell anyone. When you think you're alone, I want you to touch yourself.