Page 57 of Dr. Bad Boy

“Open wide,” I say as I let go of her nipple. I work my fist over my cock until spurt after spurt of my come shoots over her tongue and into her mouth. “I want you to swallow every drop, then lick me clean.”

She closes her mouth with a big grin while her throat bobs up and down. Her tongue pops out and she licks her lips, swallows again, then moves closer to my dick. She licks the drop of come off the head and holds her tongue out to show me. What a gloriously dirty girl she is. She sticks her tongue back in her mouth and swallows before diligently attending to her duty.

She continues her ministrations long after I’m satisfied, but I don’t have the heart to make her stop before now.

I gently cup her cheek. “Well done. Now I want you on all fours, legs spread as wide as you can.” Jesus, it’s like I’m replaying that night in at the Chateau Laurier. Well, not entirely. Impact play was not on the menu that night, right now it’s the main course.

“Did that make you wet?”

Her glistening pussy is all the answer I need, but I want to hear her say it. “Yes, Max. So wet.”

“So you are,” I say as I slip a finger inside. I want to taste her, so I withdraw my finger and suck it clean. I want more. I want to make her come on my tongue. But that’s for much later.

I cross the room to the toy cupboard. When I set it up, I organised everything in categories and ordered the toys by degree of severity or intensity. They’ll all pack a wallop if wielded hard enough, but not all are there to serve pain. I could have had a selection of toys chosen and laid out ready for use, but I wanted to get a sense of Violet’s head-space and go from there.

Sorting through the nipple clamps, I decide on a set of adjustable tweezer clamps connected by a light metal chain. Better to leave her wanting more than screaming her safeword. I set them aside, and consider the selection of impact toys. My gaze keeps wandering to my favourite cane, but that is definitely for another time. In the end, I pick out a deer-skin flogger to pink her up a little, a leather slapper to add some scarlet, and the dragon tongue whip to provide accent marks.

I give the cupboard another perusal, and my sadistic side whispers an idea. Turning to face Violet, I find she’s craning her neck, and when our gazes lock, she wiggles her ass and winks at me. Cheeky wench. But that cements my first plan. “Eyes front and don’t move.”

As soon she faces the other way, I start humming so she can’t figure out what I’m doing. As soon as I have everything I need, I transfer it all to the white vintage instrument tray that works so well for keeping my toys within reach, but out of sight for my sub. I wheel the stand across the room and park it directly behind Violet.

I pick up a new, unopened butt plug from the tray and walk around the ottoman until I’m standing directly in front of my poor, sweet sub. I hold up the box and start opening it in front of her

. Her eyes widen. I wait a beat—half expecting her to safeword right there.

“You’ll wear this while I take advantage of my newly acquired permission for impact play. Now, before we begin, what are your safewords?”

“Yellow to slow down, red to stop.”

“Anything else comes out of your mouth, and I keep going, understood?”

“Yes, Max.”

“Excellent. Stay put and continue facing forward.”

Even though the plug is brand new, I spray it with toy cleaner and wipe it off with a clean cloth before generously slathering it with lube and leaving an extra dollop on the tip.

Her ass is beautiful, and I can’t believe she’s trusting me to do whatever I want to it. With one hand, I gently part her cheeks, exposing her tiny hole. One day I’m going to squeeze my dick in there, and I just know it’s going to be amazing.

I place the tip of the plug against her puckered entrance. I should start with a finger, but I have a sadistic side, and she has a safeword. “Deep breath in, and then let it out slowly.” As soon as she begins her exhale, I apply steady pressure on the plug. She stops exhaling and tightens up. She whimpers and I can tell she's trying hard to be good. I don't blame her for wanting to squirm away. I pull back on the plug just a touch and squirt on a little more lube. “Just breathe, I need you to relax.”

We both start again, and this time, the tip slides past the first ring of muscle. “You’re doing great, keep breathing.” I keep pushing and she lets out a tortured groan as we near the widest part of the plug. “Almost there,” I tell her as I add more lube and increase the pressure.

Once the plug is seated, I slide my hand lower, through her slick folds until I reach her clit, circling and pinching it between my fingers. Leaning over her back, I kiss her neck and whisper, “How does that feel, kitten?”

“Weird,” she says breathlessly. “Full.”

“Do you want to come?”

“Yes, Max.”

“Perfect.”

Reluctantly, I straighten up and withdraw my fingers. I want to drop my jeans and ram my cock deep inside her pussy, but I want her to be wet and needy while I turn her ass crimson. She’ll be able to take so much more for me that way.

Grabbing the clamps, I return to stand in front of Violet. I dangle them in front of her. My hands are going to be too busy to give your nipples any attention, so I’m enlisting a little help.

"On your knees," I tell her.

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