Keeling was uncomfortable, but George kept making it worse. He typed on a laptop and bigger screen with a separate keyboard, and the clacking was getting to me. Each time he paused to read over something, George would pet my head, or stroke my chest. His touches were at odds with the casual way he ignored my existence.
“I need to make a call,” George’s sudden words startled me out of some headspace I’d gone to, and I felt it in my knees how long I’d been sitting there. Turning, he stretched out one bare foot to run a toe along my half-erect dick. “Can you be quiet for Daddy while I work?”
“Y-yes, Daddy,” I stuttered as his two biggest toes continued stroking me to full hardness. I couldn’t take my eyes off the sight of it. “I’ll try to be quiet.”
“Good boy,” George praised before pulling me to stand between his legs. He moved the pillow there and pointed at it. “If you can’t be quiet, I will give your mouth something to do. Understood?”
He freed his dick and left it there, resting half out of his briefs on his lower stomach. I got the message, and so did my dick. “Yes, Daddy.”
CHAPTER NINETEEN
GEORGE
CallingFelix while I jacked off his family member—who was on my leash and calling me Daddy—was probably a new kind of fucked up. Didn’t mean I was going to stop. I pressedCallon the number I had saved and reached out for the boy’s dick with my free hand.
“George?” Felix said by way of greeting, “Is something the matter with Vasily?”
“Hello, Felix.” Basil bit back a noise upon hearing the name. Or possibly because I squeezed his balls. Either way, I commended his control. “No, Basil is doing well. Enjoying himself, even.”
“You haven’t got him strung up in your basement telling all his secrets, have you?” Felix asked, a touch of concern in his voice. “Because there are limits.”
“Basil hasn’t had anything done to him he didn’t earn or ask for, isn't that right Basil?” I held the phone away from my ear and leaned over to lick at the head of his dick, tracing the foreskin before sucking it deep.
“I, Felix, I- Oh God.Blin, yes, I’m–Mmm, so good,” he stuttered out before I popped off. He didn’t get to come yet.
“See, happy as a clam,” I looked up at the boy’s face, licking my lips. “I’m even feeding him three meals a day and letting him sleep in my best bed.”
“George,” Felix growled, and I heard someone speaking in Russian in the background, likely Maksim. “That didn’t sound like Basil was himself. I want proof if you are to keep him another day. He fucked up, but he’s still family.”
“As you wish,” I tightened my grip on Basil’s dick, making him keen loudly. Uh-oh.
“Is Basil…moaning?” Felix asked, with shock in his voice.
“Yes,” I answered plainly. “I’ll send video evidence within the hour.”
Felix agreed and hung up.
“You made a noise when I said to stay quiet.” I opened the camera and switched it to video. Tilting it so you couldn’t see my hand on his body, I hit record. “Tell me you’ve been a naughty boy and deserve punishment.”
“I’ve been a–” Basil tried to school his features, but he was unmistakably close to an orgasm when he repeated, with stops and starts, and my hand moving lazily over his cock, “I’m a naughty boy. And, and I, I deserve…I deserve your punishment.”
“Good boy,” I praised and ended the video. Pointing to the pillow at my feet, Basil melted to the floor like he had no bones. “Now put that mouth to good use.”
Watching the video back, I knew it was something I could jack off to when Basil was gone, but I didn’t want to think about that. It also hid what I was doing, but showed Basil wasn’t in pain, though he wore my collar. I sent the file to Felix, knowing it was obvious I was doing something sexual to the boy. Let them ask questions later.
Basil pulled on my slacks to get more of my dick out and I allowed it. Anything he did to get my dick in his body was fine by me. I loved his rare eagerness. He looked up at me with those big blue eyes and bit his lip. “Can I suck your dick, Daddy?”
“Fuck,” I cursed. Whether Basil was doing the sweet and desperate act to gain favor, or he really wanted my dick, his words were doing it for me. I pulled on the chain right at his throat until he was close enough to lick me. “Make Daddy feel good.”
Slipping one hand in his hair, I controlled some of his motion, but I let him explore. He licked and sucked, but couldn’t take me all the way without force. Drool dripped down and made for a hot, sloppy blowjob.
“That’s right, show Daddy how much you love this dick,” I took hold of his head and the speed. Increasing my pace, I could feel my impending orgasm. “You have one chance to come today, and it ends when I finish in your mouth. If you don’t come, I will spank you over my table and tie you to my bed again.”
“Yes Daddy.” Basil popped off my dick to lick a stripe up the length. “Thank you, Daddy.”
“Don’t thank me yet,” I chuckled, knowing what he got if he did come in time. I held both sides of his head and choked him on my next thrust. Basil groaned around my head, adding to the sensation. He was close, too. “You will swallow every drop, even if I miss. God, your mouth feels amazing. You better come for me. Now.”
Just when I thought a spanking was in order, that I’d come first, my balls drew up tight. Basil jerked and snapped his eyes shut, coming on my command. I felt the heat of his climax hit my feet, and I couldn’t hold back if I wanted to. The boy choked around me and I pulled back to come on his tongue. The image of him kneeling under my desk, coming on the floor while he sucked my cock, would be seared into my brain forever.
