Chained - Zara Novak Page 0,17
as I approached climax. I was only seconds away when he spoke again.
“Stop,” he said, his voice ringing out across the tiled room. I didn’t take my hands off my body, but I did freeze. I looked up and saw him.
“Master?”
“Take your hands off your body.” I did. He moved through the water, stopping just one foot shy of me. “You don’t get release that easily.”
“I—” I began, but he cut me off.
“You talk when I give you permission. Lie back. Flat on the tiles, feet on the edge of the bath. Open your legs.”
I did as he said so. It was surprisingly comfortable. I wondered what would happen next and then I heard the water cut with his movements. Fingers wrapped around the outsides of my thighs, pulling my legs open further. I lifted my head and looked down my body to see him between my open legs.
Oh my god.
He was only inches away from my pussy, and then he moved in close, gently putting his lips on my dripping folds. He kissed me and electricity bolted up and down my body. A sharp gasp left my mouth and my whole body contorted.
“Fuck!” I gasped.
He squeezed his fingers properly into my thighs and kissed me deeply, his lips and tongue sliding over my soaking wet pussy.
“Beg for it, slave,” he ordered.
“Please master,” I begged, my breath sharp and fast. I had never felt another man’s lips on my body before today, and it felt amazing.
“Please what?” he teased, pushing his tongue into my pussy and probing my inner walls. His lips pursed around my bud and started to suck gently. He flicked his tongue up and down my cunt, circled the tip over the clit and pushed down.
Fuck.
“Please let me come,” I begged and hastily added, “Please, master.”
I was right on the brink when it all came to another screeching halt.
For a second he pulled away completely, and the only thing I could feel was his hot breath as it tickled my body. I felt his breath five times before he spoke. “This is your reward slave. Remember that.”
His lips returned to my skin with the fire of passionate fury. At once the orgasm shattered inside of me, a glass ball of heat exploding from my core and washing up and down my body as virulent tides of pleasure. His lips held firm as my body arched up from the tiles, pushing my pussy closer to him, begging him to never leave. I screamed, gasped, I screwed my eyes up so tight I saw stars when I opened them again.
When I was finally done, I dropped back to the surface, my chest heaving, and my body spent. I could feel a huge smile on my face, and the most wonderful warmth inside of me. My ass was so sore from his earlier punishment, but the cool tiles felt good on my skin.
He finally pulled his lips from my dripping pussy and sat up straight in the water.
“Sit up, slave,” he ordered. I was dizzy from the orgasm, but I sat up.
“Yes, master,” I said as I sat up to face him. My eyelids were heavy from their lust stupor. I rolled my lips together, trying to bite back the smile that had been sitting so goofily on my face.
He brushed his hand over my sweaty hair, moving a strand of it from my forehead.
“Enjoy it,” he said, his voice holding a strange warning tone. “It will be your last for a while.”
“Master?”
“Your reward is over now, and we go back to our prior arrangement. Your body is mine, and I will use it for the heir I need, but before that you will be disciplined and used until you have repaid your debt. You need to earn back my trust and pay for your betrayal.”
“Yes, sir,” I said, not really sure what he had in store for me.
“You will not touch your pussy again until I say, and if you do there will be hell to pay. Only I touch it, and only I decide when you get to come. I had planned to take your virginity tonight, and as much as my cock wants to punish that little cunt of yours, I will wait. Going forward your ass and mouth are the only things that will take my seed. Clear?”
“Yes, sir,” I said, but I had hesitated before answering.
“Is there a problem slave?” he said, one brow arched on his head.
“Anal sir, I cannot do that, there is