Thirst
(bdsm, Mdom, MF)February 27, 2013
**She relaxed her head on his inner thigh as she knelt before him, the aftertaste of his cum in her mouth. God, she was thirsty. She whimpered, and rubbed her cheek against his thigh.
“What do you want, little girl?” he asked. “You can speak,” he told her.
“Could I…this one get a drink of water?” she asked.
He smiled, and looked at her with that intense stare he had, the one that had moved her so much, had brought her here, at his feet, waiting for his approval.
“You like it don’t you?” he asked. “You like the fact that I just took you, used you, fucked your mouth, and left you lying there. That you have to get my attention just to speak, just so you can ask for my permission to get a glass of water.”
She whimpered, unable to answer him. She felt her pussy clench. She did like it.
“I bet my cum tastes really bad about now. I image it’s awful,” he said. “I bet you want to wash the taste of it out of your mouth. Is that it?”
The aftertaste was bad, but she was so thirsty. “No,” she whispered shaking her head. “I love the taste of you inside me.” What he said was true. It tasted awful.
His cock stirred, amazingly, so soon after he had taken her.
“You still want that glass of water?” he asked. She nodded enthusiastically as he grew more rigid next to her. “Well, I’m horny now,” he said. “My needs first, then yours.”
Brutally, he grabbed the back of her head, she opened her mouth, and he rammed his cock inside her mouth. She whimpered as he took her, tears forming in her eyes, wetness forming in her pussy. Her nipples, crinkled, her thirst momentarily forgotten, lubricated by his pre-cum.
It took him longer to come this time, but he still did, shooting his load deep in her throat. She swallowed, and he let go of her, and she almost collapsed before supporting herself. He stared off in space, enjoying his post-orgasmic bliss. She was glad to help him come.
She relaxed her head on his inner thigh as she knelt before him, the aftertaste of his cum in her mouth.
She whimpered, and rubbed her cheek against his thigh. God, she was thirsty. She relaxed her head on his inner thigh as she knelt before him, the aftertaste of his cum in her mouth.**