I pull her head back and watch as her eyes never leave mine. She licks up and down her cum pop, making sure to bend over and suck my balls. Knowing that as she bends over to suck my rocks, her tiny, juicy pussy is peeking from under the shirt, teasing the scum with the perfect view. I silently stare at each of them, issuing a dare. I want to see if any of them are masochistic. Let’s measure the level of their wish for demise. Will they test me right now? Or will they get the message?
When her tongue travels back up, her eyes close once more and when I see her shiver, I know she has gone and drifted off into submission land. Her hand wraps around my meat and squeezes up and down as she bobs on and off, the room filled with gagging noises like surround sound. When she gazes at me once more, her eyes are glassy and pleading. Such a horny little bird. Rubbing her face, I tell her what a good girl she is, loving how she preens from the praise. Telling her how sweet she is. She shakes, moaning and keening. Something about me telling her how sweet she is sending her spiraling. I can see the dew covering her thighs as she spreads them further knowing how I like to have a view when she is giving me obedience. Choosing to have mercy on her, I give the command.
“Sing for me, my treasure.” She begins to hum as she swallows once again. The difference being, this time, she puts her hand between her legs and begins rubbing her clit. Her cries of need become stronger and shallower as she fights for breath, being suffocated by a throat full of sausage. I hear her desire as her movements make sloppy, sticky noises. The scent of her leaky cunt, hitting me and the undeserving fucks on the other side of the room, licking their lips, feigning for a taste. My head begins to spin.
Everything about this moment is laced in taboo, dirty deliciousness and the fact that my Queen is riding the wave with me, is almost too much. I refuse to let these fucks see me come undone.
“Show me.'' I instruct her, trying to keep my voice calm. Her eyes are practically begging me to let her come. To put her out of her misery. So sorry for my greedy sweet girl. There is no fucking way I am going to let these disgusting pricks see her in the throes of ecstasy. I would kill all of them. No way they would be able to see her as she glows and not be tempted to try to take her from me.
My eyes convey the answer, and she drops her gaze. Removing her wet, shiny hands from between her legs, she presents them to me. I hear the gasps and groans from our spectators. I smile my most devilish smile. “Such a good girl. Feed them to me.”
Pulling out of her throat, as she wheezes, I grab my dick and stroke him harder and harder while sucking her fingers, making sure not one drop of her syrup gets wasted. “Shit.'' I hear one of them say. At this point I don't know who it was. I am too far gone. The taste of her always sends me somewhere else. Somewhere filled with blaze and heat. Oh fuck. That maple flavor. “It’s shower time, baby.” My cum shoots out landing on her face in her hair, running down her chest. The animal in me is pounding his chest as evidence of my ownership covers her. “Clean me.” she kneels up and licks the beast clean like a captive eating their last meal. “Stand up.” I give her my hand, helping her to stand knowing she is going to be dizzy and floating. Her eyes shine when she looks at me. Pride is illuminating her aura. “Good job, Canary. Give me your mouth.”
“Yes, Sir.” she responds, happy with her praise. Taking her mouth, I try to convey to her my appreciation and the acclaim I feel for what she has done. She will never understand how having a Queen that shows his enemies the enormity of his power by her submission, is better than having weapons. I grab her ass and pull her as close to my body as I can, rubbing my zipper against her clit. She moans in my mouth as I continue to dominate her.
“You did so good, baby. Now go clean up and put on those diamond headphones I got you.'' I tell her kissing her once more. Pulling back. “Wait. Bend over. I need one more taste of my favorite syrup.” dipping my fingers in her fuck hole, I pull them out and watch as the syrup stretches from her pussy, being led with my fingers. “I love this pussy baby.” my tongue touches her clit, flattening against it, teasing her piercing as I move up the length of her puffy gash, spreading her stickiness to her asshole. She moves against my mouth, no sound leaving hers but dancing, nonetheless.