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“Now, what does my good little slut have to say?” I queried, swiping my thumb across her chin, offering her what remnants remained.
“Wh-What?” she stammered, her voice encumbered by my digit.
“You haven’t forgotten your duty to thank your Master, have you?” I taunted, pulling my finger free.
“I nearly choked on your cum,” she growled.
“You reveled in it,” I countered, observing her glare. “Continue.”
“Fuck me…”
“Later,” I pledged.
“Thank you,” she murmured.
“Louder!”
“Thank you for allowing me to come, Master,” she said, her gaze cast downward. She couldn’t muster the courage to meet my eyes.
“And?” I prodded.
“And?” she queried, her focus returning to me.
“You were just granted the privilege of sucking me off. Express your gratitude for that as well,” I instructed.
“Me?” she asked, bewildered.
“Yes. A slave is always appreciative when given the chance to satisfy her master. So, continue,” I directed.
“Didn’t you hear that I almost choked on your cum?” she retorted.
“You’re quite fortunate,” I responded, noting the escalation of her frustration. “So?”
“Fine, thank you for permitting me to suck your cock,” she offered, eliciting a satisfied smile from me. “May I go clean up?”
I nodded. “This time, you’re free to do so.”
She rose from her position, yet as she turned, I delivered a swift spank to her ass, hearing her gasp as she involuntarily clenched around both inserted devices. It was undeniably exhilarating. I was thoroughly relishing this experience!
Chapter 26
-Alison-
I thought yesterday was bad. Then I thought this morning was humiliating, but Jared had a way of escalating the humiliation every time he forced us to be together. I couldn’t believe the depths he had sunk me to. The intensity of my climax had prevented me from concentrating on swallowing. The pleasure was so intense it was almost painful. I had to wait until he finished coming before I could even clean up. At least this time he permitted me to do so. I found a bathroom to thoroughly cleanse myself—remnants of dried cum still clung to my thighs. He took pleasure in making a statement, and now he was coercing me into thanking him for it. Could anything be more mortifying? I never thought I’d be in a position to thank Jared for anything. He should be thanking me! Perhaps that’s precisely why he was doing this. I’d made him thank me as well.
“You missed a spot,” I directed at my doggy. He sat on the floor before me, cleaning up the yogurt I had purposely let fall.
I had promised the teacher I’d tidy up after school to earn some extra points. Supposedly, it was just about organizing a few things and cleaning the board. However, in truth, I was searching for an excuse to degrade my little pet. I’d intercepted Jared before he could escape. I commanded him to accompany me. He had long stopped resisting my orders. It had dampened the fun slightly, but witnessing him obediently sink to his hands and knees to wipe away the mess beneath the desk where I sat was satisfaction enough. As I licked the plastic spoon, a smile played on my lips while he silently cleaned. Yet, I dipped my spoon into the yogurt again and allowed it to drip into his hair. He froze as the cold substance met his scalp.
“Whoops.” I feigned innocence, and he slowly raised his head to peer at me, remaining silent. “A slip of the hand.”
He raised his hand, attempting to wipe the yogurt from his hair, though it only seemed to make it worse.
“Can I go clean up?” he implored.
“No, we’re not finished,” I retorted.
“But…”
