outward so the heat would not concentrate in that one area and burn him.
Brie shook her head, realizing that being the Dominant was serious business. Even a simple candle could cause harm if she wasn’t careful. Although she had said she wouldn’t ask, she needed to know. “Color?”
“Green, téa.”
She breathed a sigh of relief and poured a second line to cross the giant lowercase ‘t’.
“I’m marking my territory,” she explained.
Brie pushed herself down onto Sir’s ankles so she had free access to his entire pelvic region. “I love your cock, Sir.”
His passionate groan alerted her that he knew exactly what she meant by that statement. Brie carefully poured a thin line of candle wax down the length of his shaft. Droplets fell on either side, giving him extra sensation.
She poured the corresponding line of the ‘t’ to mark his groin as hers.
“Now that’s sexy,” she remarked, blowing out her candle and picking up the Wartenberg wheel.
She rolled the instrument, starting at his knee and slowly trailing it up to his pelvis. This time, Sir moaned loudly. Brie felt a gush of wetness in response to his cry. Instead of asking him to state his color, she observed the thick hardness of his cock.
Just like last time, playing with the Wartenberg wheel seemed to have an erotic effect on him. She trailed it up the opposite thigh, stopping just before she reached his scrotum. His cock twitched of its own accord.
She turned around and lightly rolled it over the sole of his left foot. He gasped, trying hard to keep his foot still. It was entertaining, so she used the instrument on his right sole and received the same response. She used it on various parts of his body, keeping him guessing where stimulation would come next.
Brie was thrilled to see his cock pulsing with each beat of his heart, hard and ready for her pleasure. She had denied herself long enough. It was time to fulfill a fantasy she’d held for quite some time…
She rubbed the wax off his cock and cleaned off the oil with a warm cloth. Both actions only added to his sensual torture. Brie kissed his princely shaft, tracing her tongue across the ridge of his cock and tickling his frenulum for added fun.
“Téa…” he groaned.
“Yes, Master. Your time has come,” she purred, as she eased her wet pussy onto his cock and slowly took the fullness of him into her.
He threw his head back. “Oh, God.”
“The third day of my training, I had a fantasy about you, Sir.”
“You…did?” he panted as she moved up and down on his shaft.
“I did. And now you are going to make that fantasy come true.”
He let out a low, tortured groan.
“In my fantasy, I told you not to hold back. To come quickly, thinking only of yourself. I want you to do that now.”
He shook his head.
“Yes, Master. I am going to fuck you hard and you are going to come inside me with no hesitation.” She added with mirth, “Do you understand?”
He licked his lips before replying with a strained, “I do.”
“Good. My greatest pleasure is feeling your hot come inside me, Sir.” Brie braced her hands carefully on his chest to avoid the brand. “Give me my pleasure.”
Brie began fucking him with abandon, taking him deep and riding him hard.
Sir’s back arched and his jaw went slack just before his pelvis began to thrust. Brie cried out as he released his pleasure in savage bursts. She screamed, “Yes! Yes!”, forcing him deeper as he delivered his seed.
Chills went through her body, the power of his orgasm overwhelming and erotic. She stopped and laid her head on his chest. Her pussy began pulsing violently as she joined him, her inner muscles contracting around his cock in blessed release.
“That…was…amazing!” she gasped between breaths.
He gave her one final thrust. “I liked your fantasy, téa.”
She listened to his rapidly beating heart, trying not to grin like a fool. What an experience! Topping Sir had been more exciting than
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