Chapter 16
Atlee
Let me in…give yourself to me…
Let me in…give yourself to me…
Let me in…give yourself to me…
It was impossible to think of anything else because the words were playing on repeat.
“That’s right…that’s how you do it.” Pleasure radiated from his voice as he sank in deeper and rubbed over my prostate.
I knew what he was doing but I couldn’t get words out to respond. I managed to moan and push up against his finger, but it didn’t feel like enough. My Dom wanted all of me. He wanted me to give myself to him…to choose to let him own me.
Heat and a confusing pleasure radiated through me as he pulled almost all the way out and two fingers sank into me. “Yes…relax and give yourself to me…that’s perfect.”
His free hand kneaded my ass, flooding me with an ache that had my toes curling as I fucked myself on his fingers. He wasn’t unhappy with me, though. He chuckled and patted right over a tender spot that sent white-hot pleasure through me and thrust his fingers right into my prostate.
I couldn’t help crying out and clenching around him, but somehow that just made him moan deeper. “You’re going to feel so good around me, baby.”
Oh.
That.
Yes.
If two fingers felt good, his cock would feel better.
Casimir chuckled again. “You’re going to work hard and be a good bottom for me, aren’t you, baby?”
Yes.
I could do that.
Yes.
Wait.
His fingers eased out but I didn’t like the empty feeling it gave me. Something about the heat coming from my cheeks meant I needed to be filled. I knew it, so he should. Casimir knew everything. He was a real Dom. The right Dom knew what to do.
Research—
Oh.
“Push out for me, baby. You’re going to love this.” The plug. He’d gotten me a plug. “Open up for me.”
I had to give myself to him.
It wasn’t like his fingers.
It was…
He…
The blunt head of the toy wasn’t like his fingers.
Having him inside me hadn’t made my head swirl and the world tip on its side.
“Relax for me. That’s right.” Pride. There was pride in his voice as I pushed back and let the toy sink deeper into me. “Very good. That’s perfect. You look so…God, that’s so sexy, baby.”
The plug.
My plugged ass was sexy.
Clenching down on it was automatic and had reality whirling again as the strangest mix of sensations and emotions flooded through me. It should’ve felt like sex but there was nothing remotely close to it.
This was…
“Good boy. You’re being so good for me.” New layers of pleasure made me feel almost heavy but I couldn’t resist rocking back and forth as his hand caressed over me. “You’re going to love having my cock in you, baby.”
Yes.
I was…
That was…
“Roll over.” Casimir’s tone was firm as he patted right over the plug, sending another wave of hot pleasure through me. “I’m ready to enjoy you, baby.”
He was ready.
He was ready to enjoy me.
That was the goal.
I needed to please him but my arms and legs weren’t working together. They were impossible to control at the same time and every move made the plug feel even bigger. By the time I was up on all fours, it felt heavy and long as it knocked into my prostate like a hammer.
I was probably making sounds but all my focus was on getting onto my back and not letting the plug make me orgasm.
Casimir wasn’t done with me yet so that meant I couldn’t come.
That was one of the main rules of submission.
He controlled when I came. My Dom was in charge of my pleasure.
Masters needed to use their subs before their subs could come.
Master had said. He said. He controlled my orgasms.
Even if he needed to cage me to keep me from being bad.
The world spun again as I finally made it over and found myself staring up at the ceiling. The smooth white surface made it hard to get my balance and it felt almost like I would fly away without something to ground me.
Master.
A Master grounded their sub.
Casimir.
“That’s right, baby.” He slid over me, straddling me and holding me down to the bed. “I’m going to keep you safe and keep you right here for me to play with.”
“It’s…you…” He needed to enjoy me. “I…”
I didn’t have to do anything but let him use me.
I didn’t have to do anything but let him use me.
I didn’t have to do anything but let him use me.
“You’re going to make me feel so good.” Master leaned over and grabbed the lube, stroking his erection against mine as he rocked back and forth.
His panties.
Somehow they’d disappeared, but before my brain could do more than grasp the random fact, he was back in place.
With a…a thing.
The internet kept calling them toys but I wasn’t sure that was the right word. Toy meant something innocent and fun. That. The restraint was…well, fun probably wasn’t the right word for it but I was at a loss as he wrapped the odd thing around the base of my cock and smiled.
It snapped in place.
Snapped.
It.
He.
“Oh…” Moaning out a sigh, Master caressed the almost belt-like restraint around my erection and smiled. “That’s…sexy isn’t even the right word for it, baby.”
He didn’t have the right words either.
Barely caressing me, he softly jerked me off as he studied my cock. My trapped cock. Restrained. Controlled. He wanted my cock under his control.
The words ran over and over in my head until they were a buzzing background noise to the pleasure his soft touch was sending through me. With the simple black restraint wrapped around me, it’d never be enough to come, but it was enough to make my dick confused and the rest of me fuzzy.
I couldn’t float away, though.
Master kept me where I belonged…under him.
He was in control.
He was going to use me so he could come.
He was going to use me because I belonged to him.
The words added to the confusing mix in my head, making the fuzzy worse and better at the same time. I wasn’t sure if I should like it or not, but it turned into some kind of white noise that made me feel even more incredible and even more confused.
“Just look at me, baby.” Master was there. He had one hand wrapped around my cock, holding it tight, with one hand behind him as I focused on him like he’d said. “That’s right. I’m going to feel so good.”
Yes.
Yes.
He moaned.
Master’s hand came back around, but it wasn’t until he’d wrapped it around my cock that I realized what he’d done.
To himself.
He’d.
Master had.
He’d.
Lube slicked over my cock as it tried to jump around, but he had it under control. He knew what he wanted and he was going to make sure I could give it to him.
All I had to do was follow his orders and let him use me.
He knew what he wanted.
Masters knew what would make them happy.
Masters were in control and gave clear orders.
Casimir knew what he wanted better than anyone I’d ever met. If he wanted kisses, he grabbed my tie and told me. If he wanted to be held, he told me. If he wanted a date, he told me.
Yes, my Casimir would know exactly how to enjoy the scene.
He.
That.
Oh.
His head fell back and he moaned as he sank down around me, slowly feeding my cock into his tight, warm body. “God, I’ve imagined this so many times but it’s even better than I’d fantasized.”
He’d…he’d fantasized about my cock.
Master rocked his hips as he closed his eyes like he was savoring every inch. “That’s so good, baby. Your cock is just right.”
Just right for him to use.
I was his toy this time.
That made more sense than using the word for the odd thing wrapped around my erection or in my ass. I was Master’s toy because he was using me for his pleasure. He was using me to make himself happy. That’s what a toy did.
The fuzzy came back, nearly swallowing me whole as he rocked and used my cock to fuck himself. I didn’t float away because he was holding me down, but my brain didn’t seem to know that. It floated while he held me down and wrapped his tight body around my erection.
There wasn’t a way to describe how it felt, so I didn’t try to find one as I watched his erection bob and his body writhe over me. Master rocked and moaned and it was almost like watching him dancing over me.
He was beautiful…that was the only word that I could find to describe anything.
Beautiful.
Even his sounds were beautiful and they just kept getting more incredible as he rode his toy and chased every drop of fun he could get from it.
I knew he was having fun because of the way he moved and the sounds he made and the way his cock jerked until he wrapped his hand around it and squeezed tight.
All I could do was be still for him, but somehow I kept shaking. He didn’t mind, though. No, Master was in a world of his own as he cried out and clamped down around me as cum finally streaked my chest.
My body jerked and I couldn’t hold back a gasp, but it felt far away so that was probably why I couldn’t control anything. It didn’t stop Master’s pleasure, though. He was focused and his strong, lean body used his toy to keep chasing his fun until he finally relaxed.
“You’ve been such a good sub.” Master smiled softly as he relaxed around me and leaned over to barely brush his lips against mine.
I knew he wanted a kiss but it took me too long to make my lips work.
His smile said he wasn’t upset with me, though.
“That’s my good boy. Yes. You’re still so hard for me. ”
That must’ve been good too because he squeezed his ass around me and smiled as I did…something…I must’ve done something but he was too distracting to figure out what. I almost tried to figure it out but he squeezed again and slowly rose off of me.
That was distracting too but in a completely new way.
I made a noise…it might’ve been a moan or a whine, but before I could decide what I’d done, he chuckled and wrapped his hand around my slicked cock. “This felt so good.”
This.
My cock.
His toy.
“I knew you’d like this.” One hand was still slowly playing with his toy but he brought the other up to my chest. “I’m not ready for playtime to be over, though, baby. I want to get dirty and that means I need your cum on my cock. Do you think you could come for me?”
Cum.
He wanted to be dirty.
Master knew what he wanted.
I managed to nod, but my mouth was too dry for words and the room had started spinning again. It was enough, though. Master knew I was going to give him what he wanted because he moaned again as his hand tightened.
Then he smiled.
I should’ve remembered how dangerous he was when he smiled like that.