Page 25 of Weston & Cyrus
Saying that made the world start to spin, and it was a crazy, wonderful feeling that had me clinging to him. “You’re getting me naked because I’m a slut.”
Wow.
I never got to say that.
I was going to tell him that but he made a tsking sound and chuckled as he saw my underwear. “Look at those sticky undies.”
Undies.
“It’s okay, though.” Sir peeled them down slowly, chuckling and shaking his head. “Oh, you’ve got a cute toy, slut. We definitely need to show this off more.”
Hot.
Cold.
Hot.
Cold.
The sensations flashed through me as I watched him kiss the tip of my dick. “It’s adorable, slut. But this sticky toy doesn’t need any more attention right now.”
Wow.
Sir rose slowly, still looking happy as he kissed my cheek. “You’re adorable, slut. I knew you’d have a cute toy. But now you get to worship a real cock, don’t you?”
Hot.
Cold.
Hot.
Cold.
“I…yes…it’s my reward.” That didn’t help the hot and cold but Sir helped me step out of my clothes. “I get…I get to worship you.”
His cock.
I hadn’t looked but I knew it was big.
“You get to look now, don’t you?” Sir chuckled again as he took my hand. “Come here, slut. You’re going to get to look and give my cock all the attention you want.”
“Because…because it’s my reward for being boring.” I’d done it. I’d been boring and put one foot in front of the other. I’d nodded. I’d looked boring and not like Sir’s slut.
“That’s right.” Sir stroked my cheek as he led me deeper into the apartment. “I get to decide who knows about my slut, and I decided you were going to be boring when we came in.”
“You…you decide.” He made the decision for his slut. “That’s…that’s right.”
“I’m in charge and the only thing I let you decide right now is your reward.” His cock. That was my reward. “You wanted toworship a real dick, so I’m going to let you kiss mine and nuzzle it and show me what a sweet slut I’ve got.”
I…I was his slut.
We’d somehow ended up in my bedroom.
God.
He was unzipping his pants.
He was going to…on my bed.
