Adam finally took mercy on me, letting me have another orgasm. I came for a long time, the pure ecstasy nearly too much to bear. The liquid was running out of my pussy and gushing everywhere.
“There you go,” he said, cupping my pussy and playing with my clit so that my orgasm was extended for as long as possible. “Just let go and cum as much as you want now. You’ve earned it. Cum all over my hand. Good girl. That’s my good pet.”
Once it was over, I felt like I was floating in a cloud. He removed the toys and gently massaged me, particularly my pussy, as I tried to pull myself together.
When I was ready to go again, he got the next toy. One of the ones I hadn’t been sure about, it looked a little like the thing a doctor used to check inside your ears, but I doubted that was the intended purpose.
After checking to make sure I was still wet, and not too sensitive to handle it, Adam parted my pussy lips and put the thing in place, right over my rock-hard clit. Within seconds, the purpose of the device was made clear.
It was a clit stimulator! And it was very good at its job.
“Holy shit!” I said, louder than I’d meant to.
“It feels good, right?”
“Fuck yes!”
“Let me know if it hurts,” he said, working the beautiful device on the suction part on my clit as I squirmed and screamed, trying to contain myself.
In a way, it was good that I was strapped down. Otherwise, I might have fallen right off because my body started shaking so much.
Once the orgasm hit, it felt like it was knocking me on my ass, even though I was already lying down. Screams and moans were tearing their way out of me as I struggled to stay in the waking world, darkness coming in fast.
Unstrapping me quickly, Adam held me to him, the rhythm of his heartbeat by my ear helping to calm me down.
“Too much?”
“No, just enough,” I managed to say.
“Atta girl,” he said with a chuckle, and kissed the top of my head.
“You okay, pet?”
“Yes, sir.”
“You can call me ‘Master.’”
It sounded exactly right to me, so I said, “Yes, Master.”
“That’s more like it,” he said, kissing me on the forehead.
I had never felt so happy in my life.
Chapter Ten – Adam
I held her close, her head to my shoulder, her legs not working like they should. She’d tried a few steps, just to be sure. She’d ended up wabbling like a baby giraffe.
I’d pushed her hard, but not so far that she’d gone over the edge. Such timing, getting close but not too far, was one of the skills I’d developed over the years. But now that I’d met Petra, I only wanted to use my talents on her.
Seated again upon my golden throne, this time under much better circumstances, Petra watched as I drew a bath, adding just enough of what was needed to the thundering water.
Something clearly had caught her attention. Breaking my concentration long enough to follow her eye, I noticed, for the first time, the bulge in the front of my pants. I’d been so caught up in what we’d been doing that I hadn’t even noticed.
“May I touch it?” she asked.
“You mean see it?”
“Well, I’ve already done that.”
“You what now?”
Her eye on the tiles of the bathroom floor, she confessed to looking through the keyhole and watching me jerk off, as I pleasured myself after seeing her for the first time. It turned out the feeling had been mutual all along. What a fool I had been, to not have realized it sooner. I was usually more astute about these kinds of things, but Petra had a way of throwing me off my game.
“Of course, you can touch it,” I said, already lowering my zipper.
With softly trembling fingers, she reached into the gap left by my open zipper and carefully unfurled my cock. Stroking it in both hands, she looked it all over, as though trying to make it fit inside her mind.
“First time?” I asked.
I knew she was a virgin, but that didn’t mean she hadn’t seen any action at all.
“Yes, Master,” she whispered, eyes still locked on my cock.
Then she moved her mouth forward towards it. The lick was light and tentative, Petra pulling back and wincing like she expected some sort of retribution for acting without permission. Some doms might well have done so, but that wasn’t how I rolled.
“It’s okay, my pet,” I said, giving her cheek a stroke instead of a strike.
“It is, Master?”
“Yes. Do you want to try it in your mouth?”
“Yes, please!”
Reaching back to turn off the tap of the tub’s faucet so that there wouldn’t be a flood, I placed a hand on the back of her neck as she slowly swallowed me. She managed to get nearly half my full length into her virgin mouth on the first try, only gagging a little bit.