As I snuggled back into bed, Steve pulled me in towards him and nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck, making me smile sleepily at his unusual show of affection. When he slid his arm around me, his hand brushed gently against my boobs, and I was surprised to feel my nipples were still engorged and sensitive. I tried to put it from my mind as I closed my eyes and almost immediately started to drift back off to sleep, but seconds later I felt Steve’s hand creeping under the old t-shirt I wear to bed, and then cupping my breast gently in his palm, my nipple responding almost instantly to his touch.
“Stop it, baby,” I murmur, “I need to sleep”.
He paused for a moment, before squeezing and rolling my nipple between two fingers, and I felt his cock grow stiff and dig into my ass, the only thing between us being the thin fabric of his boxer shorts. For a brief minute, I entertained the idea of letting myself respond to his touch, but I resisted, knowing that with the big presentation I had to give at work that morning, I could use the extra sleep. Steve’s fingers were still teasing my nipple, and when I tried to shrug him off me he only leaned into me further, making his erection press hard against me.
“Steve, seriously!” I said, as I elbowed him away from me, and with that he rolled over, both of us asleep again within seconds.
I awoke again with a start, as if I had fallen onto the bed. My heart pounding, my eyes flew open and I fumbled for my phone to check the time. My heart jumped into my mouth as I saw the display on the screen read 6:47am, I had slept for nearly an hour and needed to leave the house in 40 minutes.
“Shit,” I muttered as I sprang out of bed, “shit, shit, shit!”
I grabbed my towel and dashed into the bathroom, not bothering to wait for the shower to attempt to heat up. I franticly washed my hair, dragging a comb through my curls and groaning audibly as I realised I wouldn’t have time to shave my legs and would have to wear stockings instead. A mere five minutes later I stumbled back into the bedroom to see Steve sitting up in bed, his hands resting nonchalantly behind his head.
“Why the fuck didn’t you wake me up?” I snapped angrily at Steve.
“I was asleep!” Steve responded, his hands going up in the air to protest his innocence.
“I am so screwed,” I say as I start rummaging around the room for my hairbrush, my towel slipping as I try to keep it pinned to my body. “I’ve got this massive presentation today and Dave’s going to kick off if I’m not there on time.”
Steve said nothing, but got out of bed and stood in front of me. He took my face in his hands and kissed me, softly at first but then deeper, and more insistently. In spite of myself, I felt my body relax and sink into him, but somehow I managed to pull myself away.
“Thanks babe, but that really isn’t helping me get ready!”
In one deft movement, Steve pulled the hairbrush from my hand, grabbed me by the hair and kissed me again, this time holding the back of my head and sliding his tongue into my mouth, his stubble grazing my bottom lip as he kissed me hard, almost forcefully. This time I thumped his chest with my fist,
“Fuck’s sake Steve, what do you think you’re doing?”
I grabbed for my hairbrush but he raised it above my head.
“I’m not kidding, I don’t have time for this, give it back.” I said, getting frustrated. I reached for the hairbrush again but this time he grabs my outstretched arm by the wrist, holding me fast.
“Let go of that towel,” he instructs me, his eyes flashing with power as he looks at me, still dripping wet from the shower.
“Bugger off,” I said, laughing, as I try to pull my arm back, but he grabbed my wrist tighter and twists it a little, not enough to hurt me but enough to stop me in my tracks.
“Let go of that towel, and get on your knees. I will not ask you again.” Steve glares at me, and I can tell from the cold, commanding look on his face that he means every word. As much as my submissive side wants to obey his every whim, I know that I need to get ready for work so I try again to pull my arm free of his grip, but instead Steve manages to pull me against him, my arm somehow being forced behind my back so that my towel falls to the floor and I end up pressed up against him, naked and damp, my breasts resting lightly against his chest.
Steve leans forward and growls in my ear, “If you’re going to be a disobedient little slut and not do as you’re told, I can and I will punish you. Do you understand?”
I look into his eyes and nod my head very gently, but when he slackens his grip on my wrist I pull away. Instantly I realise my mistake when I see the look on his face and he manages to grab both my arms and push me head first onto the bed, straddling me as he pins my arms tightly behind my back. Steve grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls my head back to look me in the eye,
“What did I just say to you?” he breathes heavily, “Did I not just explain to you that I would not hesitate to punish you if you were the slightest bit disobedient? Well?”
I nod silently, not daring to speak.
“Answer me, whore.”
“Yes,” I whimper.
“Yes, what?” he asks, forcing my head back a little further.
“Better,” Steve says softly, “but I still don’t think you fully understand that when I tell you to do something, you do it immediately, without hesitation, because you are my fucking property and I will do whatever I damn well like with you.”
He picks up my paddle hairbrush and smiles to himself, turning it in his hand, “Maybe we need to drive the message home a little harder.”
With that, Steve sits on the edge of the bed and wrestles me over his knee. He strokes my ass gently, making me shiver with anticipation, and although I can’t see him, I can feel Steve raise his other hand slightly and swiftly bring the flat paddle side of my hairbrush down onto my bare ass. I gasp audibly as the stinging sensation radiates across my entire ass cheek.
“What’s wrong, cum slut? Did daddy spank you too hard?” Steve mocks me.
“No, sir,” I mumble and shake my head, trying not to let on how much it stings.
“Good, then you can take more.”
I feel him raise his arm again, and he spanks me across the ass again, even harder than the first time, and it’s all I can do not to cry out in pain. Steve continues to slap me hard with my own hairbrush, pausing just long enough between strokes to let the pain subside, so that each new strike goes right through me. As much as the pain is uncomfortable, I start to notice that each stinging blow to my ass sends a little jolt of pleasure through my pussy, which makes me squirm just as much as the spanking does.
Eventually, Steve works his way into a solid rhythm, slapping my ass harder and harder with each downward stroke until I’m clinging to the bed sheets and trying desperately to crawl away from him. My ass now red raw, I cry out without thinking, begging Steve to stop and let me get ready for work.
“What have I told you about keeping quiet and taking your punishment like the filthy little slut that you are?” Steve asks me decidedly as he continues to spank my ass with the brush. “You’d better keep that pretty little mouth closed, or else I’m going to have to find some other way of keeping you quiet.”
“In fact,” he smiles as he pulls me onto all fours by my hair and goes to grab his rock hard dick from his boxers, “I’ve got the ideal tool for shutting up filthy whores like you.” My mouth starts to water the second I see his stiff, throbbing cock, and without thinking, I lick my lips in anticipation.
“Ohyou want this already, don’t you cum slut? Look at you licking your lips,desperate to suck me. If you’re that eager to taste me, you better put my dickin your mouth, and don’t you fucking dare take it out until I instruct you to,understood?”
“Yes, sir. I swear I’ll suck your dick obediently till you get tired of using my mouth for your pleasure.”
“Good girl,” Steve smiles, smoothing my hair out of my face, “now open your mouth wide and stick your tongue out.”
Although unsure of what to expect, I obey, sticking my tongue out and somehow manage to resist the almost uncontrollable urge to lick the precum leaking from the tip of his cock.
“Lube my cock up, slut.” Steve instructs me, so I spit hard on his cock, using mytongue to spread it from his balls to his head. Clearly unsatisfied, Stevelifts my head by my chin and with his other hand, slaps his thick, throbbing cock against my tongue.
The familiar feeling of Steve’s beautiful circumcised dick in my mouth soothes me a little, and without thinking I stop licking his cock just long enough to reposition myself on the bed, but before I can move fully Steve places one hand on the back of my head and pulls me back towards him, forcing the entire length of his cock down my throat without warning, making me choke and gag.
“Are you fucking deaf, you stupid whore?” Steve asks me as I lay across his lap,struggling and gasping for breath with all six inches of his dick suffocating me, “I just told you not to take my cock out of your mouth until I told you to. Don’t get any ideas about this being fun for you; this is all about my pleasure right now. Keep deep-throating my cock like the little slut you are.”
Once Steve takes his hand off my head I start to move very slowly, sucking gently up the length of his shaft and teasing his bulbous head with my tongue just long enough to allow myself to get my breath back. As I start to get into it, each time trying to widen my gullet and take that little bit more of his cock down my throat, I feel a sharp, prickling sensation on my backside, and realise that Steve is now teasing my still pink ass cheeks with the bristles of my hairbrush. Despite my ass still being incredibly sore from being spanked so hard, the gentle stinging radiates from my ass, down my thighs and even begins to creep towards my pussy, instantly making me wet and horny.
I try to focus my attention on sucking Steve’s cock just the way he likes it, desperate to try and prove to him just how obedient I can be. I make sure to swirl my tongue around his shaft every time I slide my mouth down over him, and when I start teasing his balls with the tip of my tongue while my lips are wrapped around the base of his cock, I notice that his breathing changes and becomes faster. I decide to take a chance and move my hand to squeeze his balls and I deliberately gag myself on his thick cock. When he lets out a low, guttural moan my pussy contracts, and I swear I can feel a drop of cum leak out of my cunt and glide slowly down my inner thigh.
“Fuck,” Steve breathes, “look at you, you’re absolutely soaking,” and he runs his forefinger slowly down my slit, making me shudder and tense up with anticipation. “You little slut, you just love sucking my cock don’t you? Look at how fucking wet it’s made you, I bet you’re just dying for something inside that tight cunt of yours, aren’t you?”
I can’t help but nod my head in agreement as I continue to slide Steve’s cock balls deep into my throat.
“Well, seeing as you’ve managed to redeem yourself from your appallingly insubordinate behaviour earlier, maybe I will allow you one tiny orgasm.”
In his right hand, I see that Steve is still holding my hairbrush, and I know as soon as I see him turn it round exactly what his plan is, and seconds later I feel him slide the smooth wooden handle of the brush as deep inside me as it will go. I let out a somewhat muffled, but nonetheless loud groan of pleasure, pushing my hips back in order to take as much of the handle as I possibly can.
“Oh you filthy girl, look at you pushing yourself onto it. Go on then, fuck yourself hard and cum for me.”
I manage to angle my hips so that the end of the handle hits my g-spot every timeI ram myself onto the brush, and I know as I start to move faster, sucking Steve’s cock as hard as I’m fucking my hairbrush, that it will only be seconds before I cum. Sure enough, 30 seconds later I feel the walls of my pussy contract and pulse as I cum, shuddering and writhing onto the handle, thankful for Steve’s cock in my mouth to stop me from screaming.
My body relaxes as I feel Steve slide the handle of my hairbrush out of my slick pussy, and I slow right down so that my mouth is barely moving over his prick, so that I can let my breathing return to normal.
“You just can’t help but cream yourself for me, can you?” Steve murmurs quietly as he teases the lips of my cunt with his fingers, which instantly makes my heart race again.
“I think you can do better than that though,” Steve tells me firmly as he rams two fingers deep inside me, making me cry out loud. “How about I let you squirt everywhere if you can suck a big fat load out of my cock?”
Desperate to cum, at Steve’s words I bury his cock deeper in my throat and force myself not to gag as he pushes my head down so that my eyes water. I try desperately to focus my attention on sucking his cock, flicking his head with my tongue and gently tugging on his swollen balls, all the while his fingers stretching my pussy and driving me crazy, and his ragged, heavy breathing making me wetter and wetter.
“You’re going to cum any second, aren’t you whore?” Steve asks me, pulling me by the hair so that I’m forced to look him in the eye, only I never get a chance to respond properly because the look on his face, and him slipping a third finger inside me is all it takes to make me squirt everywhere, soaking his hand, arm and half of the bed sheets.
“You disobedient slut, did I say anything about you being allowed to cum until you’ve tasted my seed?”
“I couldn’t help it, sir,” I retort, removing Steve’s cock from my mouth to defend myself, “it just feels so good when you finger me,”
“Oh I know it does,” Steve purrs at me, his fingers still sliding very slowly in and out of my pussy, teasing my throbbing clit to keep me right on the edge of another orgasm, “the evidence is still dripping all over the bed. Now I’m giving you one minute to do your fucking job and make me cum, else I’m going to tie you to the bed and leave you here all day so you can think about how insubordinate you’ve been today. So get the fuck on with it.”
I take a deep breath and force Steve’s length back down my throat, sliding my fingers into my dripping wet pussy and using my own cum and juices as lube so that I can wrap my hand around his shaft and start to pump his rock hard dick into my mouth, and I know from his moans that he approves of this little move.
Deciding to take Steve’s orgasm into my own hands, I once again cover my fingers in my slick pussy juices and slowly tease his arse hole with the tip of my finger, and although he grabs my hair that much harder, he doesn’t stop me, so I take it as a sign to continue. I start to slide my finger in further and begin to mirror the pace of my finger in his ass with the pace of sucking his stiff, throbbing cock, and within seconds, Steve explodes, filling my mouth with rope after rope of hot, sticky cum. After what seems like at least two minutes of non-stop cumming, I feel Steve relax and I finally release him from my mouth, savouring the delicious, slightly salty taste of his cum in my mouth for a second before I swallow the load and lick my lips.
Barely able to sit up, Steve pulls me toward him and kisses me softly on the mouth.
“What do you say?” he asks me, quietly.
“Thank you,” I whisper, “thank you for making me cum and for letting me taste you.”
“Good girl,” he murmurs, already hallway back to sleep, “now go get dressed because you’re going to be late,” and with that he rolls over and passes out, leaving me to finally get ready for work.
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