Honey Flava

This is it! Jean wiggled her body, lifting toward him, welcoming him to enter her.

However, Dirk didn’t seem to be in any hurry. “Say, ‘Fuck me.’” He sounded so calm, but cold.

“No!” Jean whined. She had never used this word in her life. That was one word she’d decided never to use. “Please, zhuren,” she said pitifully, “don’t make me say it.”

“Good. You remembered to address me correctly. For that I will reward you.” He massaged her clitoris. “Now, say, ‘Fuck me.’ Be a good doll.”

“No, zhuren,” she whimpered again.

“Well, it is your choice.” Dirk teased her by moving his penis in a circular motion at the opening of her vagina. “I’m not going to fuck you down here if you don’t ask me to. I can fuck your mouth again. I don’t mind coming that way. Is that what you want?”

“No!” Tears leaked out from the blindfold.

This time Dirk saw it. “Oh, poor doll.” He wiped her tears as he said, “You look so adorable when you cry. So, have you made up your mind? I can’t wait for too long. If you want me to fuck you down here, you have to say it. Now! Otherwise it’ll be too late. I know you will regret it if I come in your mouth.”

Jean knew then that Dirk wouldn’t show her any mercy. She had no choice. Not having vaginal sex with Dirk at this point would be a torture to her. She would do anything to avoid that, including saying the word she would never say. She shook her head and smacked her lips briefly before she said, “Fuck me, please, zhuren.” Her voice was barely audible.

“Speak up.”

“Fuck me, please, zhuren.”

“I will be more than happy to fuck you.” Dirk grinned in satisfaction. “This is what a good master should do—train his doll to ask for what he wants.” He laughed as he spread her vagina with one hand and guided his penis inside her with the other.

Jean cried out in ecstasy. What pleasure! Finally he was deep inside her. Oh, God. Take me. Move. Thrust. Do it! she kept on demanding loudly in her mind.

Even then, Dirk wasn’t in any hurry. Slowly, he pulled his penis out, leaving Jean breathless for a split second before he inserted it again. Slowly and repeatedly, Dirk took his time to thrust his entire penis deep inside her and then take it all out. But before long, not only Jean was breathless and burning in desire; Dirk was on fire, too. His thrusts became faster, and he no longer pulled his penis entirely out.

As he moved quicker inside her, Jean moaned louder. For the first time since they’d started playing, she felt their bodies in tune with each other. Her moan wasn’t because of pain, but because of intense pleasure. A sweet smile radiated on her face as she welcomed every thrust from Dirk.

Dirk saw her sexy smile and wanted to see more, so he removed her blindfold. “Look at me. Look at my eyes. Please!” This time he sounded gentle and warm.

Jean opened her eyes. As she looked into Dirk’s downward gaze, she felt she was struck by lightning. She had to close her eyes briefly before she dared to open them again. He looked so different from what she’d imagined all along when they started playing. No longer a cold and demanding master, he smiled at her so warmly and was as out of breath as she was. His gaze was intimate. He seemed utterly pleased and satisfied.

They stared at each other for a few minutes before his smile disappeared. His thrusts became so fast and mighty powerful. All the muscles on his body tensed. Jean could even see the vein on his forehead bulging. His sweat dripped on her face. His face turned serious, even painful. She knew it was time. How she wished she could hold him! After all the teasing and the pain, he did give her the ecstasy and the ultimate high she had never experienced before. But all she could do was lift up her hips a little more to welcome his final thrust and cry out with him when he finally came inside her.

Dirk fell limp on her. They lay there a few minutes, in each other’s sweat. Finally, he lifted up his head and kissed her gently on her lips. Hungrily and appreciatively she returned his kiss.

They kissed a couple more minutes before he pushed himself up. One by one, he untied the ropes on her arms and legs and took time to check and massage the bond areas. “You’ve been a good doll. Just need a little more training.”

Jean shivered. She didn’t think she could handle any more. Not today.

“Kneel,” he commanded, as cold as ice again.

Jean didn’t know what to do exactly. She sat up immediately and knelt down on the bed.

Dirk moved to one side of the bed. “When I say kneel, you kneel in front of your master.”

Jean moved quickly to face him.

“Good. And when I say present, you put your hands behind your head and open up your legs to me. Present.”

Jean followed. Now that her head was up, she closed her eyes to avoid his gaze.

“Good job.” Dirk was pleased. He moved a little closer to Jean and placed his right hand between her legs.

Jean started to moan again as Dirk stroked her vagina.

“You’ve done well,” Dirk whispered. “There is still lots to learn, but for now…” He thrust his finger in and out of her a few more times before he kissed her again and whispered in her ear, “I release you.”