House Slut - S01 E43

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House Slut - S01 E43

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 43

“I’m doing this because it amuses me to watch you squirm.” She squeezed his cock a little tighter “if you’re a good boy and obey me I will make this pleasurable. Understand?”

“Yes.” Brandon grunted, and Tegan whipped him lightly on the thigh with the crop in her other hand, a warning shot, Brandon let out a started yell.

“Right now, you call me Mistress, or Mistress Tegan. Do you understand?”

“Yes.” Brandon said, and Tegan hit him again, harder this time.

“You clearly don’t.” Tegan growled in his ear “Try again, do you understand?”

“Yes Mistress Tegan.” Brandon said

“Better.” Tegan acknowledged, resuming the handjob. She eased into a steady rhythm, watching Brandon’s face as he bit his lip. She could feel his dick flexing in her hand and started whispering in his ear again, using a sultry a voice as she could muster.

“You gonna cum, B? You gonna shoot your load for me?”

“Yes. Mistress Tegan” He grunted, and she immediately released his cock, watching it twitch as Brandon let out a disappointed groan, his hips shaking as his cock fucked the empty air.

“Not right now you aren’t.” Tegan said smugly. “Because you need to learn patience.” Using her non-lubed hand that was holding the crop, she gripped his hair and started to pull him towards the couch. He obligingly followed her and she sat down with her ass right on the edge of the couch, pulling him in close and draped her thighs over his shoulders, pulling his face down to her crotch.

“You will get to cum when I tell you you may cum, do you understand?”

“Yes Mistress Tegan.” Brandon answered.

“Very good. For now, you may lick my pussy.”

She reclined on the couch as Brandon started to explore her labia with his mouth and tongue. His technique was, as ever, unrefined – and probably not helped by the fact he was blindfolded and couldn’t use his hands, but this was not about her pleasure. Sure, it felt nice, but she wasn’t trying to get off. Right at this moment it was about power. She watched his face moving between her thighs, feeling his tongue lap at her slit and lips suck at her clit. She let out little moans to encourage him, occasionally speaking at him as she idly used the crop to play with his hair from her reclined position.

“You need to learn your place, Brandon.” She cooed “Up until now, you’d had it easy, with a girl who’ll just spread her legs for you on command. But from now on you’re going to have to work for it.” She centered the crop on his forehead and pushed his head back. “That means putting your own pleasure second.”

She pushed against him with one heeled foot and instructed him to lean back, using her crop to tap on his inner thighs to make him spread them apart, then reached down to take the head of his cock in her fingertips, massaging it gently, pinching the fleshy part on the underside of the head and rubbing it between her fingertips. Brandon’s cock throbbed in response, she could feel it twitching as he tensed his muscles. She gradually eased back until she was just using one finger, barely touching the underside, balancing it on a fingertip with the gentlest of caresses.

“Let’s take a walk down memory lane B.” she said as Brandon let out a grunt of frustration. She must have gotten him very close that time. “Top three moments of our recent affair. Think back to the times that felt the best for you, and how good I made you feel.”

“Uh…” Brandon started, clearly struggling to focus “My favourites?”

“Yes, the best three. Hurry up.” She took her fingertip away from his dock, partially as punishment but partially to remove the distraction.

“Uhh, um….” Brandon stammered. “The first uh… the first time I finished in your mouth.”

Tegan resumed stroking him, using just the one finger again.

“Mm, if I recall correctly that was the second time I made you cum, wasn’t it? The first one was a little… early.” She said teasingly.

“Yeah.” Brandon said, almost guiltily. She wrapped her fingers around his cock and gave it a gentle squeeze, making him buck his hips slightly.

“You aren’t done, two more. And no cumming.” She kept her fingers wrapped around his cock. Theoretically if he thust his hips the lube would make a useful fuck tunnel of her hand. She wondered if he would have the willpower not to.

“Second, that time that we just watched each other masturbate close up. Watching you play with yourself while I jerked off in front of your face.”

“Interesting. I guess it helps that you also got to cum all over my face while watching me orgasm.” She paused, continuing to hold his cock. “And third?”

“Third uh… the first time we did it.”

“Did what, Brandon?”

“Sex.”

“We fucked, didn’t we Brandon? Say it, the first time you got to fuck me. And call me Mistress”

“The first time I fucked you, Mistress.”

“You came early that time as well.” Tegan said, releasing his cock from her hand, ignoring the subtle movement of his hips as his engorged cock thrust at empty air. She spoke as she busied herself with taking off her heels. “Is there a reason two of your favourite memories so far involve that?”

“They were just my first times, Mistress.” Brandon paused. “And they involved you licking up my jizz off yourself.”

“Alright.” Tegan murmured as she removed her stockings and squeezed out some lube between her biggest and second toe. She hooked her foot under his cock and started to work his shaft into the gap, using her foot for long slow strokes. Having never done this before she hoped it felt good as well as being weird and confusing.

“Is that something you like, watching me eat cum?”

“Yes Mistress Tegan.” Brandon answered simply.

“What’s your favourite way to feed me your cum?”

“When I cum on your tits, and you scoop it off up and lick it off your fingers.” Brandon groaned.

“Do you fantasize about it?” Tegan enquired, rubbing her foot down so that her toes were pressing against the base, using the sole of her foot to idly massage his balls.

“Yes Mistress.” Brandon said again, his voice a little strained.

“You filthy boy. What’s your ultimate cum fantasy?”

“I want to see you eat cum from another girl.” Brandon said without hesitation. He must have already been thinking about it, Tegan mused.

“I see, anywhere in particular?” Tegan kept up small movements of her foot, gently working the base of his cock with her toes.

“I wanna see you lick it off her tits, and from her pussy.”

“Oh really?” Tegan said playfully “In this scenario do you put the cum in her pussy first, then I clean up your mess?”

“Uh-huh” Brandon nodded. She used the sole of her foot to push his cock up against his belly and press against it, jiggling her foot to keep working it as Brandon groaned.

“And whose pussy am I cleaning up for you?” she purred, assuming she already had the answer.

“I uh… I haven’t really thought about that.”

“Liar.” Tegan pressed down on his cock with her bare foot, pressing it against his belly. “Go on, admit it. Tell Mistress Tegan your filthy little secret.”

“Yeong!” Brandon groaned “I admit it.”

“Mistress.” Tegan prompted.

“I admit it, Mistress.”

“You’ve had a crush on Yeong for so long, all the while you’ve been pumping your cock and draining your balls into my holes. Poor confused boy.” She used her big toe to stroke the underside of his cock, keeping it mashed against his belly. “Pining for the girl next door while all your needs are sated at home.”

Brandon only grunted in response and Tegan felt his cock flexing under her foot.

“Poor boy.” Tegan repeated as she began caressing his shaft with the sole of her foot, easing it between her toes again. “This might be the last time you ever cum for me. So what’s left, B? I think the only thing I can do is… not let you cum at all.”

Tegan took her foot off his cock and used his discarded shirt to wipe the lube off her toes before standing up, tossing it aside. She walked around behind him and pushed on his back forcing him to lean forward. She kept pushing, her foot planted on his back until his head touched the carpet, his butt up on the air. Tegan ran the crop down his back to his ass crack then lightly tapped him on the tailbone.

“You’ve taken great pleasure at my expense, my poor abused holes might never be the same. I’m going to give you a parting gift to remember me by when you’re lying with Yeong.” Tegan drew back then struck, lashing the crop across his upturned ass cheeks. She refrained from doing it too hard but her effort still produced a surprisingly loud snapping sound and Brandon let out a yelp of surprise and pain. Covering for her surprise Tegan forced the commanding tone back into her voice.