Shively gasps as he gets to his feet. I tug the leash again, forcing him to come nearer to me. His whimper mixes with a moan, and I bring him against my body. “You have no idea how much I enjoy you in this, Shiv,” I murmur, kissing him.
“You like this one best,” he says, breathlessly.
“Oh, I do. How do you feel?”
“Trapped,” he answers.
I grin. “Is it painful?”
“Not yet, but I think it’s going to get there.”
“Why’s that?”
“Because no one turns me on more than you, Master.”
Oof. I hate that word. I know we’re trying it on again this week, but I make a face, causing Shively to laugh.
“I’m going to walk you around the house for a minute. I want you to keep the chain snug so you feel me leading you around. Understand?”
Shively nods.
I kiss him again, letting my mouth linger against his before pulling away. Shively does exactly as I instruct him to. There’s always tension on the chain lead as I wander around his house. I’m not looking at the rooms we’re walking through or even the furniture. I’m listening to the way he whimpers, whines, and groans.
Finally, I end in his room and let him out of the cage. Shively takes a deep breath, and his cock hardens and grows before my eyes. He did remarkably well keeping himself under control for so long, especially when I see how quickly he hardens as soon as it’s off.
I climb onto the bed and lie down. “Come please your master. I want to feel you all over me, pet.”
Shively nods and climbs onto the bed. I spread my legs to give him room, and he drops his mouth down to my dick. Right away, he sucks with purpose, and I groan, my hips lifting off the bed. A rush of pleasure bursts through me as he sucks.
The intensity doesn’t last long though. He sighs and rests his head on my thigh where he sucks me gently while massaging my balls and the length of my dick not in his mouth. His hand movesover my thigh, my stomach, and up to my chest where he plays with my nipples.
His tongue flicks against my piercing, causing little rivulets of pleasure to jolt through me. This isn’t quite the same as when he suckles. He’s far more attentive with his tongue and the alternating pressure when he sucks. But I think maybe he needs to lose himself in what he’s doing as much as I want his hands on me.
We haven’t talked about subspace and his needs in that area yet. It’s a conversation on my list of those we need to have.
When his eyes flick up to mine, I know he’s looking for guidance. I brush his hair from his forehead. “You’re doing really good taking care of me,” I assure him. “Are you feeling more comfortable with your hands on me, pet?”
Shively nods.
“Where do you like to touch me the most?”
His fingers stop for a minute, then they move to my thighs. I grin.
“You like my legs, huh?”
I love the way the corners of his mouth twist up around my dick in a smile as he nods.
“What else do you like about your master?” I ask.
He taps my cock.
I laugh. “You like my dick.”
Shively nods.
“You like to suck on it.”
He nods again.
