Under His Discipline - Love Under Lockdown

And I was proud of myself. I’d passed the first bit of training. Scooping me up into his powerful arms, he carried me to the bathroom and stripped me naked.

He drew a nice, warm bath and washed me all over, paying special attention to my pussy, asshole, and nipples. The sensation made me hum contentedly, and I wondered what else he might do.

“What would you like for a reward, Pet?”

Surprised, I sat up.

“I get to choose?”

“Of course. You did very well today. Name your reward.”

“Um, I’d love to try that thing. You know, from the list.”

I refused to meet his eyes.

“Look at me and tell me what you want.”

Slowly, I lifted my face.

“I, uh, I want to taste you.”

“Say it.”

My lips firmed, but then I rolled my shoulders back, and said, “I want you to put your cock in my mouth.”

“That’s what you want as your reward?”

“Yes, Master.”

He chuckled.

“Your wish is my command.”Chapter 8 - Max“Lie on the bed and close your eyes.”

Without question or hesitation, Charli did as I asked. Her small but magnificent tits fell to the side, and her nipples constricted and hardened. She was everything I needed.

Longer than necessary, I perused her body, memorizing every freckle, every dimple, every rise and fall of her chest.

I undressed, and when I was naked, my hard cock twitched, rejoicing at its freedom, and aching to sink into her virgin hole.

I stepped onto the bed and positioned myself. My knees were on either side of her shoulders, and my balls brushed against the delicate skin on her chest.

I grasped the headboard and said, “Open your mouth but keep your hands by your sides.”

Desire clouded her eyes, and she opened her sweet mouth for me. For a few seconds, I did nothing. I simply studied the minuscule expressions flickering across her perfect face.

She gave an irritated wiggle, and I smiled at her impatience. Giving her the reward she requested, I slid the tip of my cock into her waiting mouth. Instinctively, she closed her lips around the intrusion but did nothing else.

She didn’t play. Didn’t suck. Didn’t move.

Without warning, I plunged deep until she gagged. I watched for signs of distress, and when I saw none, I fucked her mouth with punishing, demanding strokes, pushing deeper each time.

If I didn’t think she was capable of deep throating, I wouldn’t have done it.

My body screamed for release, but I wouldn’t allow that to happen. Before I reached the edge of no return, I withdrew my cock and glanced down at my glistening shaft, now covered with her saliva.

“Keep your mouth open,” I ordered and slowly dipped my balls into her mouth.

She massaged the heavy sacs with her tongue. Charli was a natural. She might not have done anything like that before, but she knew exactly what to do, how to do it, and when.

Her body strained upwards, seeking my touch, but I didn’t give her what she wanted. In a heartbeat, I could flip her over, position her on her knees, and slide my cock into her waiting warmth.

I could be rough, relentless, and dominant—not hold anything back. But I would save that for another time. If the alpha animal in me came out before Charli was ready to play, I would risk scaring her away and losing her.

“Touch me, Master,” she whispered.

She reached up and ran her fingertips down my stomach.

“No talking and no touching.” I stepped off the bed and went to the wardrobe. “Since you can’t keep your hands to yourself or keep quiet, I’m going to gag you and tie you up. Would you like that?”

Tying Charli up was something that had entered my mind more than once.

“Yes, Master,” she replied breathlessly, but then she hesitated. “I’m not sure about gagging.”

“If you don’t like it, we’ll stop.”

I ran my fingers over the various lengths of rope hanging from the wardrobe doors. I decided a spreader tie between her wrists would work best. That way, I’d be able to gag her and restrain her at the same time.

I grabbed a long length of rope along with a pair of scissors in case I needed to release her fast, and I also grabbed a wand vibrator.

I returned to the bed.

“Sit and hold your arms chest-width apart.”

She did as I asked, and I carefully wrapped the rope several times around her presented wrists and then coiled the hanging ends around and around the center from one wrist to the other, creating a sturdy rope bar.

It wasn’t as strong as a spreader bar, but it was a good alternative for a novice. Erotic rope bondage was something I took great pleasure in, and I hoped Charli would, too.

“I’m going to gag you now,” I explained. “Bring the rope bar to your mouth.”

Without a word, she lifted her arms and positioned the rope between her lips. I brought the dangling ends around the back of her head and then secured them in place around the rope circling her wrist.