Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 149470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
“Oh…oh, please, Sir!” I moaned and found that I was gripping his horns more tightly, one in each hand. Their curved surfaces felt rough against my palms and fingers and I was bucking my pelvis up shamelessly to meet him as he continued lapping me. I was certain he was going to stop at any moment—there was no way I had earned my first orgasm—not after what I had done on O’nagga Nine. Surely Sir would bring me right to the brink and then stop and leave me hanging.
Only this time he didn’t stop. His hot tongue continued to plow my slippery pink furrow over and over and over again, sliding over my clit and driving me higher and higher with each lick. Almost before I knew it, I was right on the brink of orgasm—I could tell because that invisible wire in my lower abdomen was wound to the breaking point. If only my Master would just keep on doing what he was doing—if only he didn’t stop…
To my gratified surprise, he kept on going, growling low in his throat and licking me like his life depended on it.
Suddenly the wire snapped and I was flooded with pleasure—a pleasure like nothing I have ever known before! Every muscle in my body went rigid—my hands gripped his horns so tightly I thought I might break them off and my hips shot off the sofa as I pressed my pussy to his mouth as hard as I could.
“Sir!” I wailed! “I’m coming…I’m coming! I’m finally coming!”
Sir made no answer but he stayed with me, lapping over and over again until my body stopped shivering and shaking. At last, when I was past the peak, he looked up at me. His eyes were half-lidded and his sensual lips were shiny with my juices.
“Did you enjoy your first orgasm, little one?” he growled softly.
“It…it was incredible,” I panted. “But why…why did you let me come? I thought I had to earn my first orgasm. Weren’t you supposed to be punishing me?”
“Oh, your punishment isn’t finished yet,” Sir told me, raising an eyebrow. “You see, this might have been your first orgasm but you’re going to have many, many more before we’re finished.”
“But…I don’t know if I can take any more,” I said uncertainly. I already felt weak from the pleasure he’d given me—my body was limp after the extreme feelings I’d just undergone. Was he really going to do that to me again? Was he planning to punish me with pleasure?
“You can and you will take more,” Sir informed me in a low, commanding voice. “I’m going to make you come again and again, little one, and you’re going to spread your pussy like a good girl and let me in as many times as I want. Aren’t you?”
I felt my stomach quiver at his words.
“Yes, Sir,” I whispered in a trembling voice. “I…I’ll be a good girl. A good pet.”
“Excellent,” he rumbled and dropped a soft kiss on my pussy mound. “And keep pulling on my horns,” he added, his eyes flashing. “I fucking love that!”
Then he tightened his grip on me and tilted me so that he could get his tongue deep inside my pussy to lap up the honey I’d made when he made me come.
And so we began again…
FORTY-ONE
ELLI
I don’t know how many times Sir made me come but I know he licked me to orgasm over and over until I thought I couldn’t come anymore. And then he made me come again.
At one point he put me on my hands and knees and I was certain he was finally going to fuck me.
“Master,” I whispered in a trembling voice, looking back at him. “Are you…are you going to take me now? Are you going to seal our bond?”
Sir gritted his teeth.
“You have no idea how badly I want to, little one. But you’re still not quite ready to take me. I won’t seal our bond until your little pussy can let me in without pain.”
“I…I could try to take it,” I offered softly. Did I really want him to seal our bond and make it much, much harder for me to leave him? At that point, I didn’t know what I wanted. I only knew that I wanted some part of him inside me and though his tongue felt good, it wasn’t doing everything I needed. It wasn’t penetrating me in that deep, hard way I needed.
“You really want to try it?” Sir raised an eyebrow at me.
I nodded.
“Let me try.”
“Very well, little one.”
He switched positions again and now he was sitting upright on the couch with his cock out and I was straddling him. I moaned softly as the pointed tip of it slid between my pussy lips. He’d already let his candalla pump me full of lubrication a little earlier, so I was already dripping for him. I watched eagerly as the head of his shaft found the entrance to my pussy.