Page 102 of Dirty Discipline, Vol. 1

This scene would be just a sample of what I wanted from her. In the end, hopefully, she would long for more. My cock twitched as I stepped forward and placed just the tip on her sweet little tongue. The trust in her gaze was intoxicating. Soon I would control everything about her right down to her very breath. Would she struggle or give in from the start?

“Beautiful.” I stroked her cheek and slid my cock over her tongue a few times. “Suck me.”

She closed her mouth, and I enjoyed the heat of her lips wrapped around me. Nyra leaned forward and tried to take more of me into her mouth. Within moments, she was bobbing her head as much as the posture collar allowed. It felt so amazing that for a moment I couldn’t stop myself from enjoying her explorations. Then I remembered my plan and stepped back.

“No! Naughty girl.” I tapped her cheek in rebuke.

The look of pain and shame on her face was perfect. The slight tap on her cheek hadn’t hurt her, but tears sparkled in her eyes. I wanted to gather her into my arms and comfort her, but that wasn’t the plan.

“What did I do wrong, Sir?” The desperation in her voice both excited and concerned me. Under the wrong Dom’s care, she would be abused and broken with little more than harsh words. I would have to work on her self-confidence. While I wanted her to enjoy serving me, I didn’t want her to believe for one moment she wasn’t a treasure who deserved the world.

I stroked her hair to give her the physical reassurance that I wasn’t going anywhere. I kept my tone soft so she would know that while I was disappointed, I wasn’t angry. “Did I tell you to hold still?”

She bit her lip and a single tear slipped down her cheek. “Yes, Sir.”

“Does the command suck mean you get to move?”

“No, Sir. I’m sorry Sir.”

I slid my thumb up her cheek, gathering her tear onto my finger and brought it to my mouth. Her genuine desire to follow directions and please me drew out a primal urge in me.

“Do you think he can hold still for me? Or should I tie you up like a naughty girl?” Either option was appealing to me. I wanted to see which she would choose.

“I can be a good girl.”

The woman has no idea how she affected me with those simple words. What would I do if, after that night, she decided never to see me again?

“Being naughty doesn’t mean that you aren’t a good girl. I’m proud you want to try to control yourself, but I wouldn’t be mad if you needed help to obey.”

“Thank you, Master, but I can do it.” The pride in her voice was adorable.

“Open for me.”

The silky warmth of her mouth as I slid my cock inside was almost too good. This time she didn’t move, although the strength of her suction made me groan. Only when the tip of me brushed the back of her throat did she ease up.

I held the back of her head and pushed slowly forward. She gagged. The sensation of her throat spasming around me was a wonderful tease. She choked and her hands fluttered, so I pulled back and let her breath.

“You have to relax for me, Pet.” Her tiny nod was all the permission I needed. Did she understand how sexy she was kneeling in front of me with tears now streaming from her eyes?

I pushed forward again and this time she swallowed around my length and I was able to push myself down her throat. Staring into her eyes with the knowledge that she had given herself over to me was a powerful feeling. It was as if our souls were connected. I controlled her completely.

Fear filled her gaze, and I knew her oxygen was running out, but I didn’t move, waiting to see if she would push back against me or accept I would decide when she could breathe again. She clenched and unclenched her fists, but didn’t move away.

I pulled back and loved the sexy gasps which rasped out of her throat. She might not understand it yet, but in that moment where she chose not to pull away, she’d become mine. We needed to finish this punishment so I could claim her properly.

“I think you’re ready for your punishment. I’m not going to go easy on you. If you need to safeword, tap three times on my leg. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master.” There wasn’t a hint of fear in her eyes. The complete acceptance of what I could do to her was evident in the relaxed lines of her body.

We both knew the punishments I’d devised had little to do with what she had done and everything to do with exploring the connection between us. Seeing if we would be as perfect together as I had imagined.

That didn’t mean I wasn’t going to follow through. Without any other warning, I gripped her face and thrust deep inside. Her choking gasps only excited me as I lost myself in fucking her mouth as if it were her pussy.

I don’t care what anyone else says. There is nothing more intoxicating than someone willing to endure pain, discomfort, or humiliation in order to please you. That Nyra turned over her very ability to breathe showed her complete submission, and I would cherish her.

Her throat soon welcomed me without any resistance, and I lost myself in the sweet heat as I plunged in and out of her. For a brief moment, I thought she might tap out, but instead her arms stayed limp and loose at her sides. Not a single muscle in her body protested what I was doing to her. I wanted this to go on forever. To be able to capture this perfect moment and burn it into my memory. She moaned as I plunged deep and there was no stopping what followed.

My orgasm ripped through me and I threw back my head. The sound that ripped out of my throat was a roar of pleasure which echoed in the room. She swallowed down my release. It was so tempting to stay forever with her warm mouth wrapped around my length, but it was time for her reward.

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