Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 100363 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100363 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
“That is an idea. Wonderful job.” Luthian’s praise is as effective as a tongue against my clit and I squeeze my thighs together. “Those are excellent physical punishments. And his cock would look so pretty with a piece of jewelry. Perhaps one to match yours. Show him.”
I obediently ruck up my skirts to display my bare lower half. Luthian uses two fingers to part me, to reveal the ring through my hood. Firo’s eyes boggle at the sight.
“I think I will give you one,” Luthian muses, touching the dripping slit at the tip of Firo’s cock. “Through here, perhaps, and out the top.”
Firo whimpers. I don’t know if it’s from fear or the desperation of his arousal.
“If I let you come, you’ll allow me to do that to you?” Luthian asks him.
“Anything,” Firo agrees with a sob. “Please, anything.”
“Guardian, are you using your magic to stop him from climaxing?” I ask.
“No. What I’m teaching him is a bit more advanced. He must fight his body, resist everything in him that screams out for release. He knows there will be a punishment if he comes without permission,” Luthian tells me. “You’ll learn to do the same, in time.”
I do not look forward to such a lesson.
“You’ve considered physical pain,” he goes on. “What about torment of the mind. When you were in such a state, what maddened you most?”
I think of Sarta’s cunt bathing my mouth, my chin, hearing her wail as her thighs shuddered against my cheeks. “Seeing someone else granted such a release, Guardian.”
“You’re learning fast.” Luthian begins to work the laces of his breeches. “Time for another lesson. Get on your knees.”
I glance to Firo, who has resorted to staring at the ceiling.
“You’re going to suck my cock,” Luthian tells me. “And if he doesn’t watch, he’ll receive twenty lashes. Do you understand, Firo?”
The bound faery faces us, grim resolve written on his features.
I drop to my knees before Luthian.
A smile slowly spreads across his face as he gazes down at me and frees his cock. He’s not quite erect, and he strokes himself as he looks down at me.
“Should I undress, Guardian?” I ask.
He shakes his head. “No. I rather enjoy the modesty, now. It will be a pleasant contrast when I come in your mouth.”
I wet my lips, my chest rising and falling in anticipation as he readies himself for me.
“Are you watching, Firo?” Luthian asks.
“Yes,” comes the strangled answer, but I can’t tear my eyes away from Luthian to confirm it. For his part, Luthian doesn’t look away, either.
“She’s never done this before,” he tells Firo. “I will be the first to penetrate that sweet mouth. To fuck that gorgeous face.”
He talks about me like I’m an object. Like I’m not there, right in front of them both, hearing every word.
It’s painfully arousing.
Luthian brushes his thumb over my bottom lip, then pushes the tip inside. “Remember how you teased Sarta yesterday with your tongue? Those light touches, initially?”
“Yes, Guardian.”
“That’s a good place to start.” Fully hard now, he replaces his thumb with his cock. He holds himself for me, and I consider how best to demonstrate my skills. Teasing? I think I know a bit about that, by now. So, I move his hand aside and wrap my fingers around the thick column of flesh as much as I can.
Then, I do nothing. I hold him, barely touching him to my parted mouth. I let my breath cascade over him, brush him accidentally with my tongue as I wet my lips again. He takes a deep inhale, and I know I’m succeeding at my task. I slowly move my head side to side, catch the ridge of skin around him and hold it for the briefest of moments.
He shudders, but when he speaks, he maintains his unaffected tone. “She’s a natural, really. Oh, Firo, if you could feel this, you wouldn’t be able to hold back. You’d bathe her pretty face in your cum before she even took you into her mouth.”
Firo makes a guttural noise of despair.
“Perhaps I’ll have her finish you this way,” Luthian muses, and Firo makes another pitiable sound.
I want Luthian’s attention back. I don’t know why I’m so disappointed to know that I’m not his only student, but now I want to be his favorite student, the best of all of them, however many our number may be. So, I lick my lips again and apply a sucking kiss to his pulsing tip. His hand falls to the back of my head, which I take as a sign of approval. I do it again and again, until his cock leaps to meet each one, until I hear his breath quicken.
Then, I open wide and take only the head of him past my lips, curling my tongue back so there is no contact. I have him in my mouth, where he so desperately wants to be, and I won’t give him the satisfaction of sensation.