Her slaves cock flexed as she licked at the fresh wound on his thigh. “Do you want another?” She purred her red lips against his inner thigh.
“Yes, Princess.” He wheezed. She lifted her blade and pointed the tip against his other thigh. She drew a big, bold “K” in his flesh and teased her tongue around the weeping letter.
“You’re mine now.” She cooed. “Say it.”
“I’m yours, Princess Kayla.” He repeated and it pleased her greatly.
His hands clenched into fists at his hips and she knew he ached to touch her. Her lips curled into a smile as her hand grabbed his cock again. She tugged on his hard shaft while looking up at him. His jaw ticked slightly, a sign he was clenching it too tightly.
The princess stroked his cock lovingly while her other hand spread out over his toned thigh. All the muscle made for little flesh to cut into. His wounds had flushed quickly, which she loved. The pad of her thumb rubbed harshly over the freshly carved “K” on his thigh until a soft groan left his throat.
The mix of pleasure and pain was a gift the princess would give him often tonight.
“I wish to please you.” He ground the words out through his teeth.
“Then stay still and accept what I give you.” The Princess mused from where she squatted to play with his cock. At this point, the poor little mushroom head was purple and leaking precum at an incredible rate. She knew she still had far too many ideas for her new pet to let him come yet, so she untangled the elastic band from her hair and slipped it down his length.
“Y-yes, Princess.” He stuttered and adjusted his stance.
She wound the band around and around his cock until it squeezed the base and made his dick bob up and down. Biting into the corner of her lip she decided he needed just one more adjustment before they could continue. She pushed her finger into the layers of the tightly wound elastic to pinch one layer and drag it down under his sack. The whole business bunched together now and visibly throbbed.
“Such a beautiful sight.” She cooed up at her slave. “Doesn’t it feel nice and secure?”
“Yes, Princess.” His hips jerked forward as if trying to reach her luscious mouth. The action made her chuckle and instead of denying him his wish, she sealed her red lips around the tip of his cock. Her big, brown eyes locked on his blue ones as she sucked tenderly on his aching tip. His hips bucked as he began to hump her mouth. His hands came forward and he almost grabbed her head but stopped himself just in time. He let out a ragged cry as Princess Kayal removed her lips and stood up.
“To my chamber, slave. It appears we’ll have a long night ahead of us.”
To Be Continued…
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