Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 86226 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86226 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
I stare at his cock in awe. It’s thick, bigger than I expect, and hard—hard for me.
“I want you to wet my cock with your tongue, then rub the bar of soap all over it.”
When I don’t move fast enough, still processing his words in my foggy brain, he takes hold of his dick and slaps it across my face. He then presses his cock past my lips before I have a chance to do it of my own free will, though I am willing. I move my head up and down, swirling my tongue as I do so, savoring the taste of my monster.
“Get it nice and wet,” he says, huskily.
He takes hold of my hair and guides my head at a speed he chooses. Up and down, I suck and softly moan against his cock. I lick every inch I can, not wanting one inch of his length missed. I all but devour him. His salty taste and the essence of his manhood flooding my senses, I coat his throbbing sex entirely.
“Now grab that bar of soap by you and coat my cock. It’s time I wash your mouth out with soap, dove.”
“Yes, sir,” I say as my pussy aches for attention.
I pick up the white bar and start caressing Phoenix’s cock with it. Small suds form as the soap mixes with my saliva. I stroke the soap up and down the length of his shaft just as I know Phoenix wants me to do.
“Now place my cock in your mouth, dove. This is what you get for having a filthy mouth. Time we cleanse it.”
Not stopping to consider the awful taste or just how much this truly will be a punishment, I place Phoenix’s soap-coated penis inside my mouth and begin sucking as I once had. I whimper as the dreadful taste attacks. I gag as the tip of his cock presses against the back of my throat with the soap only intensifying the sensation.
“Bad girls get their mouths washed out with soap.” He tugs my hair when I try to pull back as I suck in air to help ease the turmoil occurring inside my mouth.
Using his other hand, he reaches down and cups my breast, changing my whimpers to a moan.
Mercifully removing his dick from my mouth, Phoenix spreads his pre-cum mixed with remnants of soap on my lips as he says, “Let me paint this perfect pink pout of yours. I’m about to make you my cum slut.”
I look up into his eyes and nod.
He slaps the head of his cock against my cheek. “You want my cock, dove? Do you want me to punish you now with my cock?”
Fuck, yes. Fuck, yes! Although my words are lost in my own hunger begging to be satiated.
I want him so badly.
I want him to split me wide open with his cock.
My pure white sexual experiences from before about to become pitch black.
I want raw. I want depraved. I want dark emotions and desires.
Phoenix is the only one who will truly give me what I want, and what I so desperately need. And now Phoenix is here… Is it finally time?
Everything has been leading up to this. Phoenix has opened a Pandora’s box of horrific fantasies and delights hidden deep within, and now that they are unleashed, Phoenix is the only one who can tame them.
“Take a drink of water, swish it around in your mouth, and then spit it out back in the glass,” he orders.
I’m grateful for this, because though the soap misery has dissipated somewhat, I do wish to be rid of the residue from the inner lining of my mouth.
As I swish and spit the last bit out into the glass, Phoenix bends down and places his hands under my arms, lifting me to my feet. He then swoops me into his arms and carries me over to the bed. The tender touch and almost loving gesture have my mind spinning with the wicked, twisted lust from my naughty discipline only moments ago.
The softness is quickly replaced, however, when he places me on my back and spreads my legs wide. Without pause, he swats my pussy, causing me to jump and cry out in surprise.
“I’m going to make these lips of your cunt swell so every time I thrust into you, you cry out in pain.” He swats my bare pussy again and again. The sting only heightens my need for more.
“Please…” I beg like so many times before, but this time I feel like my pleas may be answered.
“Do you feel your penance is over? Do you feel like you’ve finally proven you are a good girl? A trustworthy dirty dove?”
“Yes, I swear. I am. I will never lie to you again.”
Phoenix pauses, locks eyes with me. “I believe that.”
My heart skips a beat when Phoenix quickly sheds his clothing. His actions are smooth and graceful, but not nearly fast enough for my need. I think about sitting up and assisting him but remain frozen. I don’t want to do a single thing to have Phoenix change his mind or decide I need another punishment instead.