I put my book down and looked up. ‘Fuck Toy. Come Here.’ I spoke softly. I never need to shout.
She was kneeling in the corner, naked and facing the wall, where I’d left her. She turned awkwardly, her wrists were still joined together, the leather cuffs connected to each other by a short chain. She had to turn to shuffle towards me on her knees. Her ankles were also in joined leather cuffs too.
I watched her coming towards me, head down, long hair flowing forward. I liked the way her bare breasts bobbed up and down as she shuffled her way towards me. Her nipples were hard, inviting.
I opened my legs wider as she came towards my chair, allowing her to shuffle between my thighs. I leant forward, taking a nipple between the thumb and forefinger of each hand and giving them both a little squeeze, rolling them between my fingers.
I heard her gasp.
I unfastened my trousers and my cock sprang up, right in front of her face. I pulled the nipples towards me and she lowered her face, her lips touching the tip of my cock. I pulled a bit more and the lips parted. I rolled the nipples again, pinching, and the mouth opened and the tongue touched the tip of my cock, then curled around it.
I let go of the nipples and sat back, as she took more and more of my cock into her mouth. I could feel the rough surface of her tongue as I filled her mouth before she slowly raised her head back up and began to lick the head again. I looked down at her, she did not look up at me. Her eyes were closed and she was concentrating on her task.
Satisfied, I picked my book up again as her mouth moved up and down my cock.
After a couple of minutes, and a few pages, the book moved away from the sex scene, but Fuck Toy, oblivious, carried on sucking my cock, licking and lapping the head. Her lips moving slowly up and down the shaft until I was as deep inside her as she could get me, then back out again. Looking down, I could see she was lost in her own world.
I put the book down and took her head in my hands, one each side, I fucked her mouth for a while, moving faster, harder, deeper with each thrust.
Then, I relaxed back in my chair. After a moment, my cock still in her mouth, Fuck Toy began sucking again. I closed my eyes, leaving my one hand resting against the back of her head, running my fingers through her hair, feeling the soft silky flow of in over and through my fingers.
Her tongue was busy: licking, lapping, loving, but it was time.
I pulled her closer with my hand as I thrust for the final time deep into her mouth, shooting, filling her mouth with hot, sticky, cum. I could hear her swallowing as – after the moment of tension – I relaxed, my hand still entwined in the hair at the back of her head.
My eyes closed.
Her mouth was gentle, soft now, her tongue delicate as she licked and cleaned.
I opened my eyes to see a line of spunk running from the corner of her lip. I pulled my cock from her mouth and, with the tip, I cleaned up the drip and put it back in her mouth.
She opened her own eyes, checked she had taken every last drop and then sat back on her heels, waiting, eyes down and patient.
I sat there, trousers unfastened and smiled at her. ‘That will do…. for now, Fuck Toy. Go back to your corner and wait.’
She did what she was told.