It’s Katie.

I don’t know what that means anymore. Just that she’s ruining me as much as I’m getting ready to ruin her.

As we kiss, my hand dipping into her bra to indulge in those soft nipples, her fingers pull down my zipper and dance on the head of my cock. I groan against her tongue, and the next thing I know, she’s got her hand wrapped firmly around me.

“You don’t get to play with that and not do what I want,” I growl, holding back orgasm.

“And what do you want, sir?”

She knows. She knows. “I want you to get down on your knees and suck my cock.”

I can feel that smile as she continues to kiss me. Insubordinate. I have to remind myself that she’s no normal sub tonight. I have to go easy.

“Thought you would never ask.”

Katie kisses my throat, the buttons on my shirt, and then my belt buckle as she slips onto the floor and in front of my legs. Her blond bun entices me to the point I grab it, filling my hand with thick hair as she completely pulls away the opening of my pants, my cock sticking straight up between us.

I’ve been waiting for this for weeks now. Not only is she finally doing it, but I ordered her to do it.

It makes it hotter.

“Like this?’ she asks, grabbing my base and licking the underside of my cock. Her blue eyes consider me coyly, and I wonder who this is – Kathryn, or Stephanie May? “Anything you want in particular?”

Yes. I want you to swallow me whole, Katie. Why aren’t you doing that? “Tonight, I’ll let you call that shot. I’m going easy on you.”

Her smile briefly fades, but is replaced when she sees my precum glistening on the head of my cock. “Whatever you say.”

There was never any doubt that she was good at this. She’s a Domme, and Dommes use a lot of oral sex as rewards and punishment. They have to be good cock and clit suckers if they’re going to get subs lining up for their domination.

Katie isn’t just good.

She’s fan-fucking-tastic.

If my size intimidates her, I never feel it. Her lips and tongue slide so effortlessly over me that I feel like I’m slipping into a sweet state of unconsciousness. I want to lie back, close my eyes, and enjoy this until I come on that tongue and throat. But I can’t show her that side of me yet. When she looks up at me, with those big, blue eyes, her lips pulsing, her tongue licking, she needs to see my stoic face.

Even though inside I am fucking dying.

Oral with a woman who has a smaller mouth is beyond amazing. They can’t slowly expand and open up to take you, like an aroused slit does. It’s a different kind of pleasure. A woman working her mouth open to take you. Relaxing her gag to swallow you without choking. Maneuvering cunning tongues so you’re always on the brink of orgasm. And that look Katie gives me. She can feel how much I love this, even if she can’t see it in my poker face. She can feel it in the way my cock trembles in her mouth, in the way I squeeze her bun, in the way my heat expands through her body. Whether she’s jerking my shaft and sucking nothing but my tip, or swallowing me whole so my cock is surrounded by tight, warm heat… she knows this is an instance where a sub has total control.

I am losing control.

All right, Ian, it’s decision time. We’re almost to the point of no return. Another minute of this, and you’ll be shooting your seed somewhere. Either in her mouth or…

I could spend it on her breasts. The ones poking out of that pushup bra and tantalizing my eyes. Or I could spray her pretty hair… but I would like to keep grabbing it.

I’ll grab it now.

“Mmf!” I’ve never felt a gag relax so quickly. For a moment even I panick that I choked her too hard, that I’d have to pull out and watch her fight to catch her breath as she smacks me for that and I lose her all night, forever. But she’s quick to adapt. Katie takes a deep breath through her nostrils and resumes sucking me, squeezing my base, my balls, mimicking swallowing motions in her throat so I have a constant stream of ripples going over my cock.

I can’t hold back. My thighs are burning, my sack full of my virility and getting ready to plant my seed somewhere in or on this woman.

I change.

This is the part where the brain says goodbye to all logic and reason. I’ve got Katie’s head in my hand, forcing her to eat my cock as I’ve always fantasized. Katie. Kathryn Alison.

A fucking Domme.

A Domme is on her knees, pleasuring my cock. Not just pleasuring it. Consuming it. Letting it make her mine. We’re animals now. Losing control. Our senses. If I don’t make my move right now and somehow claim her as mine mine mine my sub she will never respect me as her Dom.

Not now.

Not ever.

We both know this. Her eyes flicker up and I see that look. The one that says she thinks she has the upper hand even though she’s on her knees choking on my fucking cock.

She dares to still be in the headspace of a Domme?

Kathryn Alison needs to be taught a lesson. I’ve gone easy on her. Now she’ll know who I fucking am.

“Off!” I push her away, watching her fall back on her ass, hands reaching behind her to catch her body. I stand, grasping my cock and jerking it as I loom over her, those pretty, big eyes widening in wonder.

In horror.

Just as a whisper of a word hits her lips, so does the first spurt of my seed.

Groaning, I force my eyes to stay open, for my demeanor to remain unchanged as I unload my cock on her face. Hot streams of liquid white hit her nose, spread across her lips, and run down cheeks, pooling in the space between bottom lip and chin. One, two, three. Three strong spurts, and she sits there and takes it.

She knows her place now.

One more trickles out of me, enough force projecting it onto her breasts. Then another. Fuck, it feels so devilishly good. Not only the physical power of my cock releasing in climax, but seeing this carefully constructed Domme lose all sense of self-respect in front of me.

I see the look in her eyes. She’s both turned on and absolutely petrified.

She trembles all over, my seed still streaming down her face as my cock softens in my hands. I catch my breath and kneel. Holy shit, I can smell myself on her skin.

“That’s just the beginning, my dear. You don’t get to play your Domme power games with me. I’m in charge. I tell you what to do, what to feel, and when to fucking come.” It’s dripping off her nose, spilling onto her chest – her panting chest, because she’s this close to screaming at the top of her lungs.

No man has ever come on her face before. I may have crossed a line. I don’t care.

“I’m going to break you, Katie. By the end of tonight, you will know what it means to submit… because that wasn’t it.”

I wait for her to speak. Her lips are shaking, my cum slipping into her mouth, but she seems completely oblivious. She’s not drunk on arousal. She’s retreating into herself, reevaluating who she is and what she wants from me.

She could leave.

But she doesn’t

She looks up at me, defiant, stubborn, my seed all over her face but without a fucking care for it.

It’s like she doesn’t even acknowledge it’s there.

“Fuck you,” she sneers. “Fuck you, and bite me.”

I smile.

 

 

 

 

Chapter 25

 

KATHRYN

 

I’m screaming in Ian Mathers’s bathroom.

Literally screaming.

All right, so I’m muffling said screaming with a plush towel that I initially used to wipe off my face after washing it so thoroughly I think I scalded my skin. I’m still finding fucking sperm on my fucking coat and in my bangs.