Page 26 of Feral
“Dinner was great,mon cher,” I say, taking her hand and guiding her to the nearest sofa. I have wanted to tie her up since the moment I saw her and tonight, I’m going to start slow, ease her in, starting with a tie I found from back in the day when I attended social gatherings and fundraisers. I always hated going to those things. A smile crosses my lips when I think of how I’m going to be using that same old tie tonight.
“Undress for me, sweetheart. Make it slow.”
Her smile is contagious. She starts with her dress, slipping it off slowly, just like I told her, then it’s her bra that hits the floor. I stare at her as she lowers her black panties, just a little so I can catch a glimpse of what I’m going to bury my face into in the next few minutes, still smiling. I am fully dressed when I call her to me, the moonlight casting strange shadows all around us. A light breeze comes in from the open windows, but it’s not nearly enough to cool down the fire that’s consuming me.
“You’re so damn beautiful,” I whisper as I push her down on the crumpled sofa. “I can’t get enough of you.”
She stays silent basking in the tenderness of my words, slowly taking off her panties and offering me dessert by opening her legs wide, waiting for me to feast on her.
“Goddamn it, sweetheart,” I growl as I flop on the sofa, crouching in front of her and burying my face in her sweetness like a man starved of a woman’s taste.
Holding on to her by the hips, I devour her cunt with slow, long strokes of my tongue, lifting my head every once in a while to see her mouth hanging open in surrender.
“Hmmm…” she moans again and again and I love how she holds my head in her hands as I eat her out, her sounds of pleasure getting me even harder than I thought possible. I push two fingers inside her, flexing them to reach the spot I know will drive her wild and when I do, her back arches, and her hands grip my head like a vise.
“Fuck, yes! Right there, don’t you stop, Jacob!”
I do just as she tells me, my mouth gulping down all her moisture as I rub and suck on her clit. “I’m coming! Oh, God, please don’t stop, Jacob!”
My name on her lips while I eat her pussy feels like I've just died and gone to heaven and I look up for a single second, desperate to memorize this moment.
“Yes! Yes! Oh my God, YES!”
A few seconds later her hold on me relaxes and I wipe my lips with the back of my hand, looking up to meet her gleaming eyes. “You’re good, then, huh?”
She shoots up, trying to get free from my hulking weight but I grab her hand and pull her back toward me. Leaning down, I angle her head back and kiss her exposed neck, then her mouth, then her neck again and she seems unprepared for my assault on her mouth. I am too. She opens for me like a flower yearning for rain and I let her taste herself on my lips slowly, mindlessly, losing myself in her innocence and her depravity. Her heart beats fast as I breathe her in, wanting this moment to last forever. When I pull away, her eyes are alight, her soft lips puffy and wet.
“I’m no kisser,” I say flatly in a moment of utter sincerity. “It’s different with you.”
“And that’s the first time I let a man kiss me after eating me out,” she breathes and I believe her.
Then, the moment’s gone and it’s my base desires that take reign.
“Your turn to please Daddy, babygirl.”
Resting my weight on the cane, I stand while she falls to her knees before me.
“Hands behind your back,” I whisper, taking the silk tie from the sofa and slipping it around her arms, tightening it above her elbows. “Good girl.”
I love how she’s waiting for my next command, her eyes never leaving mine. I unbutton my shirt, leaving it to hang open, before undoing my belt and lowering my zipper. Slowly. Watching her as I expose myself to her hungry eyes. She licks her lips when I pull down my pants and take my cock out.
“You know what to do.”
Her eyes linger on my hard length for a few fleeting seconds and I love how her cheeks flush when she looks back at me. She hesitates, grinning, teasing, and I grab her head and bend her toward my cock. Her prize. She welcomes me into her mouth like I belong there. Women like this are hard to come by and I relish in the most erotic act many women consider degrading and vile. She takes me in deeply, lavishing my cock with her tongue and looking up to meet my eyes from time to time.
“That’s a good girl. Now, deeper. Suck me harder, sweetie.”
I lean against the sofa arm, grab hold of her head with one arm, supporting her jaw with the other, and feed her all of me. I let her have control over the rhythm for a while, then I put both hands on her head.
She’s my anchor now.
Steadying me.
“Daddy’s taking control, now, baby girl. You just keep that mouth nice and open for me.”
I pull out, let her catch her breath, then fill her again, this time going even deeper, making her gag. “Wider. Open wider.”
As the obedient little sub she is, a second later she succumbs to her fate and I resume skullfucking her. Only this time, I place my right hand on the back of her head, my left hand going under her chin, holding her right where I want, controlling the pace.
