Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
I could feel myself opening and closing my mouth but nothing came out.
Master Jared gave me an understanding nod and a low thoughtful hum. “You’re speechless because you can’t imagine being rude. I know. But I wanted to make sure you know how important manners are, pet. Just nod and I’ll know you’re going to be a good slut.”
Obeying that was easy…but that was mostly because all I could think of was apologizing to the nameless stranger about dripping cum on their floor.
It was…I didn’t have the words to describe it, but if he kept up the mind-blowing fantasies, I was going to find out how embarrassing it would be to cum in my pants.
“Now, I’m a terribly distracted Master and don’t remember if it’s your turn to ask a question or not.” He frowned, looking sexy and cute and beautifully manipulative as he shrugged. “So we’re going to say it’s your turn since I want you to earn another chance to hump my leg, pet.”
It took me entirely too long to figure out if I should thank him for that, so he plowed on without waiting for an eternity. “Do you have a question for me, slut?”
Did I?
I probably should have but nothing in my body that was related to thinking was firing on all cylinders. Shaking my head, I fell back on the orders he’d given me before. “No, Master, I want to make you happy by answering one of yours.”
The heat and pleasure in his eyes made me want to throw myself at him again. “Such a good boy. I’m very proud of you for remembering how to answer me. I think that deserves another five seconds added on once you get your reward.”
Oh…
As I silently panicked that the extra five seconds would be too much for my fragile control to handle, he just beamed at me like he’d given me the best present ever. “I’m a very lucky Master to have met such a smart, needy slut like you.”
Aww.
Wait.
Was that supposed to be romantic?
Before I could figure that out, he gave me another soft kiss sending an aching need through me again. “This time my question is about your orgasm tonight, pet.”
Oh, that sounded…distracting.
As I tried to remember what we’d said about my orgasm, he stroked my cheek and seemed to take an immense amount of pride in the way my brain wasn’t working. “Now that we’ve gotten to know each other better, I want to know if you want me to let you come tonight or if you want me to make you come tonight.”
I had just enough ability to function to realize those were two very different options. Unfortunately, I couldn’t have explained the differences. Something about the whole thing had me blushing and wanting to whine, though. I should’ve known what he meant. I wanted to be his good, smart slut.
“I…I don’t know, Master.” Sucking in a breath, I leaned into his touch as he caressed my cheek again. “I… You said the limit was no fucking me against the walls and I said I didn’t know if I wanted wet pants. I…”
That was all I could remember.
Had there been anything else?
“Very good, pet.” His thumb stroked over my cheek again as pleasure shone from his eyes. “You remembered what we talked about.”
Good. Yes. I was a good slut.
“This is a new discussion going forward.” I was doing my best to listen to his words. I really was. But when he slipped his thumb between my lips and started fucking my mouth, it was like fog was slowly sneaking up on my brain. “Do you want to jerk off while I watch or while I display you for everyone to see how sexy my slut is, or do you want me to make you come by touching you in some way? Let’s start there.”
Oh, he’d touch me?
He’d show me off?
The rest of the words got tangled up in my mind, but as he eased his finger out of my mouth, I’d figured out a halfway reasonable response. “Would you…can I ask if you would touch me and not hide me, Master? That would be…I would…”
Shoot.
The words seemed to vanish in a puff of air almost as quickly as the fantasies of what he could do filled my mind. It’d been so long since anyone even talked about showing me off or wanting to let everyone just see me. But Master wanted it all…and he wanted to make me squirm and to tell me what a good slut I was for him.
“That would be my pleasure, pet.” He gave me another kiss, eyes sparkling with something sexy and tender as he pulled away. “I know just what I’m going to do to you, pet.”
There were lists of questions I should’ve asked.
I knew that.
I wasn’t stupid.