SLAVE

Slave (Lilith’s POV) I enjoyed tormenting the poor creature. Ugh, the sight of someone begging for him to cvm. Try it once and you’ll know. His defenseless state just drives me crazy, him wanting to stop but never once said the safe word. It’s in the contract but perhaps he doesn’t read whatever is on the contract like how people checked ’I agree’ on every website just to load the page. "You’ve done well." I said, touching his hair. His body, limp from that play. Gosh, with just that. I wonder what will happen to him next. I knew him from a very long time ago. He once played his game with me. It’s just a childish game, dating every girl and dumping them like nothing. I was once his toy. But boy, oh boy, I worked hard to get this previledge and wasted no time to put him into this situation just so I could grab hold of him. Make him depend on me, need me, and possibly get him so addicted he’d die begging for me to kiss him and then dump him. Casted among the trash where he belongs. He chose the best options. The most expensive of the choices. I have no problem with that, what I earn a day is a lifetime for other’s, for it’ll take him more than ten lives to earn. I feel nothing but disgust. I didn’t call him for a week. But I checked all the cameras I installed around him. He’s not escaping. Hm... He lived 30 minutes away but that fast car of mine can get me there in 10. He’s in the shower. Probably enjoying the bath bomb that I gave him. I checked everything around and sneaked behind him to give his stuff shoulder a massage. His skin were soft. His chest were toned as well. His pecs were handsome too. Caressing his neck, he groaned. Like a cat purring. His closed eyes were adirned with unearthly beautiful brows and lashes. There are many reasons how he charmed and claimed many if the girls, I one of them. His nose were nicely chiseled too, proportionate to the angle of his jaws were his lips, hard and masculine. All rather submissive to me. It’s like taming a tiger. I waited for him to finish. And it didn’t take him long. He averted his eyes. I twirled the dog collar on my finger. It fits him well. I’m not doing it on the bed this time and so I cuffed his hand and feet in the chair. I put the blindfold on him. His face flushed. I can hear his heartbeat. Hmm... His nakedness... His moans as I touch his privates. I tried to fit his manhood in my mouth but it’s just almost too big it hardly fits. I licked every inch of it and sucked on it. My tongue moving around it careful not to get my teeth on it. His breathing becomes more unstable, stopping himself to moan. His legs stiff, his massive stick throbbing in my mouth. Sweat broke on his brows. His chest heaved up and down. "I’m cvmming." He said and squirted just the right amount on my mouth. I got up and kissed his mouth just to give him his cvm. "Swallow." He attempted to refuse but he still did. "Good." I relieved him of his blindfold. His eyes squinted. "Good dogs deserves rewards." I said. "Happy birthday." His eyes grew wide. "I forgot about my birthday." He said. "Well, you can unwrap your present." His hand trembled as he reached for the buttons. Slowly, gulping and in awe, he removed my clothes. I sat on top of him as he threw his shoulders back giving me space to nibble on his chest. Biting every here and there, licking and sucking. It goes all the way down and down and I lifted my head and turned around. I can’t let him see my face. I have been pulling myself together too. I can’t wait to have him shoved inside me, pulsing and twitching as a sign that I tastes good. I raised my hips slowly and go down all of sudden slowlubg building up his frustration. I squeezed him in and he ugeard him moan. Shortly thereafter, I can feel my self slowly fading into the pleasure. There, I grind my hips in rhythm and he started to ****** his hips. He’s finding it hard to contain himself. He’s trying so hard to cvm it’s pathetic. He now looks like nothing but an animal, desperate, lustful. Oh so pathetic. I felt him nearing his peak so I got off of him and starting pumping him dry. He clenched his jaw and when I looked at his eyes. There, I can’t find submissiveness in those eyes. I can see pure and uncontrollable desire to pounce on me. I, in my state feel scared and oh, but it turned me on. The beating if my chest just so wild I fear it can be heard by him. Those capturing eyes. I admit, enslaved me. What could he offer? a/n: someone just created a novel with the same title as mine. please help me boost my book by clicking subscribe. likes and comments is also counted as 1 vote. PS. Erotic Short Stories ranked 5th this month! thank you❤️❤️