Then, when he was fully naked, he wrapped his hand around his cock and began to stroke it.
I watched, mesmerized.
“Sit up,” he demanded. “On your knees.”
I tried. The world swam around me, and I had to brace myself on my hands.
He cupped my face and forced my gaze up so he could kiss me. His cock brushed against mine, and I jumped.
“Are you my good boy?” he asked. “Are you going to do exactly what I say?”
“Yes. Yes, please.”
“Come here.” He used a hand and pulled my hair. I opened my mouth, and he stuffed his cock in, choking me. I struggled instinctively, but he held me there, forcing me to keep his full length down my throat. I couldn’t breathe. I beat my hands against the mattress and writhed. Finally, he let me go. I sucked in air, and then he pulled me down again.
“I want my cock good and wet. Get it sloppy and dripping with your spit.”
I tried to nod with his thick shaft in my mouth. He brushed my hair back from my forehead. “Look at me.”
I tried to hold his gaze while I bobbed my head, working the length of his shaft.
“You’re doing so good. You’re going to learn to obey. You’re going to learn that you’re mine, that I’m here to protect you, and I’m taking care of you. It’s always best to do what I say.” I nodded frantically, wanting so badly to please him.
He worked himself into me faster, harder, and then finally he pushed me off. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.
“Touch yourself,” he demanded.
I stared at him, wide-eyed. Was he going to order me to come without fucking me? Would that be my ultimate punishment, that I didn’t get his cock?
He must’ve understood my concern. “I know what you need. You have to trust me.”
“It’s so hard to trust anyone.”
“I know, baby, but we’re made for each other.”
I wanted to believe that. I felt it deep inside, but I’d learned not to expect good things. I no longer believed I’d ever get what I desired.
“Lie back,” he ordered. “Wrap your hand around your cock and work it.”
24
Dax
I watched Travis fall back against the mattress. He was sweaty, his eyes dazed, precum dripping onto his belly. I wondered how much longer he could last. How much more could I push him? How much torment would he take for me? I wasn’t sure I wanted to know the answer to that because I might take everything he was willing to give, and I never wanted to go too far. I only wanted to give him pleasure.
He moved his hand tentatively at first, barely touching his dick.
“No.” The word made him jump. “Touch yourself like you mean it, like you would if you were home by yourself, like you would if all you wanted was to get yourself off as fast as you could.”
“But if I do that, I’ll—”
“Do it.”
He gripped his cock tighter, and his hand moved up and down in a steady rhythm. I was sure he wasn’t working himself as hard or as fast as he would if he were home and thinking of all the dark and evil things I might do to him. But if I pushed much harder, he might come, and I wasn’t going to let that happen, not yet, not until I was buried deep inside him. He slowed his pace again, and I shook my head. “Keep going.”
“Dax,” he sobbed. “I can’t.”
“You can. I want you to do it, so you will.”
“Oh God.”
He worked himself a few seconds more, then I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock and squeezed tightly. “Let go.”
He stared up at me, breathing hard as I kept a firm grip on him.
“I told you I wouldn’t let you come.”
“Oh my God, I think this might kill me.”
I laughed. “No chance, but you will remember this night forever, and you will remember how important it is to let me take the lead.”
“I will. I promise I will.”
“Never scare me like that again?”
“No, I won’t. I… Please.”
“Tell me what you want.”
“Your cock. I need you inside me.”
“Is that all you need?”
“I… I need to come.”
“Yes, you do, but not until I say you can.”
“I’ll try.”
“You’re doing so good.” I caressed his sweaty chest. “I’m so proud of you. You’re taking your punishment so well.”
“I think you really are evil.”
I smiled. “I told you that too.”
“But I… I think I like evil.
“You like me.”
I nodded. “Yeah, I do. I like you a lot.”
“You’ll like me even more when I’m buried inside you, fucking you so hard you can’t breathe.”
Travis whimpered. “Please.”
I released his cock, and he gasped. The intensity of blood flowing back into his shaft had to hurt like hell. I pushed his legs onto his chest. “Hold them,” I ordered.