Page 51 of Weston & Cyrus
Nodding slowly, I made sure he knew I was disappointed in him, but that turned him on even more. “I should’ve expected it. Why?”
He shivered, and not just because the sauce was sliding down his naked body. “Because…because I’m a dirty slut.”
“That’s right.” Giving him a soft peck, I took my time getting to the next part. His desperation levels had shot up to a thousand by the time I pulled back, because the sauce was almost at his cage.
Oops…it’d been more sauce than I’d thought.
I was going to help him fix that, though.
“Stand up for me.” Taking his hands, I kept my shaky boy steady as he rose, halfway between a scramble and jumping up like a cartoon character. “It seems like I have a slut who’s ready to get all clean.”
He couldn’t seem to decide what to say to that, and after several attempts to figure it out, he finally whimpered. “I’m sorry, Master.”
So needy and so embarrassed.
“That’s alright. I’m going to help you.” Wrapping my arms around him, I palmed his ass cheeks and brought him closer. “I’ll always take care of my dirty slut.”
In as many ways as I could.
Sheer will was the only thing that seemed to be keeping him upright as I flicked my tongue over his chest to lick up some of the sauce. “You can’t help being a dirty slut.”
Massaging his ass, I took my time trailing my tongue down his body, alternating between long slow motions and quick swipes. I wasn’t in any hurry, though, so I kept playing with his ass as I gently cleaned him. “This is so tasty, slut. I wonder if I should stretch you out next time and eat right off your body.”
Oh.
That one made his legs wobble, so I chuckled and gave his ass another squeeze. “You’d like that. Such a cute slut.”
And a very vocal one who kept moaning and whimpering.
I wasn’t sure if it was being licked or fucked with or caged, but at the very least the combination was really doing it for him. But eventually I got down to his cock and cleaned the last of the mess, which had ended up right above his cage. “All clean.”
He’d been so well-behaved, I licked the cute head that was poking out of the end of the cage. “And so cute. Look at this adorable little toy.”
That got even better sounds, so I knew it was time to push him slightly further. “He likes being hugged, doesn’t he?”
More wobbles said I needed to shift gears to keep him safe, so I leaned back and pulled him onto my lap until he was straddling my thighs. “That’s better.”
Moving my hands lower on his ass, I spread his cheeks and flashed his beautifully naked ass to the room. “Now I can play with both your fun toys.”
As my fingers teased around the edges to his tight ring of muscles, I rocked him forward so the tip of his cock rubbed against my torso. “You’ve been very still and were such a sexy plate for me.”
And he’d done his best to brush off the weirdness earlier, so a reward was definitely in order.
He knew that too based on the way he sucked in a breath and his gaze went even foggier. “Do…do I get a reward, Master?”
“I think so.” Kissing his cheek, I gave him a bright smile. “Good boys get rewards.”
The tone had him blushing but he wanted to come enough that he swallowed hard and used his words. “Thank you, Master. Thank you.”
Rewarding that hard work, I rubbed over his ring and barely eased one finger inside him. His brain seemed to want to completely stop functioning, but he was doing his best to keep focused on me. The strain was making his entire body shake,though. “What kind of reward does my little slut want? Hmm? Do you want hugs and kisses? Do you want your plug?”
Wide eyes blinked back at me and I could feel a pulse of desire run straight through him, but words were slower to form. Eventually, he closed his eyes and scrunched up his face. “I…I get to pick?”
Since he seemed to want something specific, I kissed his neck and nodded against him. “Yes, slut. You get to pick since you were such a good plate, and you’re so cute you’ve been making me imagine doing wicked things to you.”
There was no way he could miss how turned on I was, but I wasn’t going to try to steer him in a specific direction. “What does my slut want?”
Something had another shiver racing through him, but he kept his cute expression and seemed to do his best to stay on target.
