Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34054 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34054 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
I turned back to Lars. “How do you feel about spankings?”
“I like pain. I got into fights just to get the shit kicked out of me. My dick can take a lot, too. Punching, biting, all that shit does it for me. But I like to be the bitch and in charge.”
“I like my ass fucked, so that’s not a problem.” I grabbed my pocket knife from the table and presented it to Lars. “My thing is cutting and the taste of blood. I won’t cut you. It’s a little fucked up for other people, but when you top me, I want you to know I’m into it.”
My gaze moved down Lars’ body to his hard rock, straining to be released from his restrictive jeans. “Say the word ‘red’ for me to stop, ‘green’ to keep going, and ‘yellow’ to slow down.” I held up my index and middle finger. “If you can’t talk, tap any part of my body with these two fingers. These two only. I won’t stop if you use your entire hand. I expect you to fight back. It’s human instinct. You like dirty talk?”
“Yes, very much.”
I nodded. “Strip.”
Lars quickly shoved his clothes off his body, kicking them to the side. His body was a fuckin’ work of art. Lean muscles, and I was ashamed to admit it, but the scars inflicted in neglect had my cock ready to explode. In a fucked-up way, the scars on his body called to my need to cut up my skin.
With two strides, I grabbed Lars by the throat and slammed him on the ground before sitting on his face. “Be a good boy and shove your tongue in my ass. Prove to me that all you are is my pathetic little bitch.”
The tip of Lars’ tongue delved into my ass. His cock twitched as he ate my ass eagerly, like a man starved. Bending, I pulled him into my mouth, relishing the salty flavor of his skin. I loved sucking dick, having it fill my mouth, and knowing that the motion of my tongue could bring a man to his knees. But Lars’ cock represented more than the power I got from the deed. I lowered my head until my nose touched his soft balls, forcing myself to gag. I had an intense desire to flood my mouth with his cum, to taste him, swallow his essence, and connect us in a whole new way.
He moaned but didn’t let up on my ass. The deeper I swallowed his cock, the further his tongue pushed into my asshole. Pulling back, I drooled on his dick before lifting his legs, spreading them wide, and spitting directly on his ass.
“You’ve got a hot little asshole, baby boy.” I rubbed the tip of my index in a circular motion on his puckered anus, and Lars jerked. “I can’t wait to stretch it nice and wide with my big cock.”
“Please.”
Lars’ plea shocked me. Maybe he was dirtier than I thought.
I slowly pushed my finger inside, letting him feel the friction with the use of spit alone. “I love it when you beg, baby boy.”
“Aw, fuck. That hurts,” Lars whimpered.
“Color?” I asked as I slipped my finger back and forth in his ass.
“Green. Fuck, green. I told you I like pain.”
I continued fingering his ass and licked the underside of his ball sack.
“Add another finger.”
I moved to grab the lube.
“Don’t use the lube. Not yet. Just spit. I like the spit. Fuck, is it normal to want to be spat on? If someone did that out on the streets, I’d fuckin’ punch their face in, but with you. I like it. A lot. Why the fuck do I like it?”
“You like degradation. It’s more common than you think.” I spat on my finger in his ass before sliding in a second with methodical care. Lars might think he could handle an ass fucking with just spit, but that shit could tear him apart. As much as I enjoyed saying that shit in the heat of the moment, I’d never cause him actual harm.
“Fuck. Thank you.”
If someone told me I’d go feral being thanked during sex, I’d have called them crazy. But those words from Lars’ mouth were like a mind-altering blow job. “Whose ass is this?”
“Yours. This ass belongs to you, Master.”
Master. Jesus, Lars might make me blow my load right here and now. “That’s right, baby boy. This is my ass.” I swallowed his cock, taking him to the root. I grazed my teeth against him all the way to the tip before I allowed him to pop out. “And this cock is mine. I’m going to put it to excellent use.”
“Cain, fuck.”
I bit his thigh. “It’s Master to you, slut. Know your place, you worthless little fuck boy.”
“Sorry, Master. I’ve wanted this so much. Since last week, when I swung by and watched you jerk off. I wanted you to fill my mouth with all that cum. I came back that night and spilled in my hand, pretending I was fucking your mouth. Know what your pathetic little slut did after?”