The double entendre did not go unnoticed by Monica, who only raised one artfully shaped eyebrow in my direction.
“I don’t want to hog your attention,” I said, nodding pointedly at his friend.
“Go ahead,” she said with a wave of her hand. “I’ll flirt with the handsome bartender.”
Frito appeared at my side to make her a drink as Skylar ducked under the bar toward me. An ambush. I pulled him into my arms and dragged him into the tiny office crammed with filing cabinets and an old, sturdy desk. I pushed a stack of papers aside and set him down on the wooden desktop. My mouth was on him in a flash, tasting his neck, lips, tongue…
“Breed me, Daddy,” came his breathless pant when we finally came up for air. My hands moved of their own volition, grabbing his leather thong and yanking it down roughly, along with his fishnets. He was stuffed already with a butt plug I’d purchased a few days ago from The Owner of The Magic Shop. The base of it was bejeweled, and I tugged on it lightly while Skylar mewled and squirmed in my grasp.
“My nipples. Pinch, them Daddy. Please,” he begged.
I twisted them savagely, watching them swell and darken under my rough treatment. He leaned back on his elbows and brought his knees up to his ears, making an offering of himself. There was little more that needed to be said, so I tugged on the plug until it popped free. “Open your mouth,” I commanded and stuck the plug between his lips for him to suck like a pacifier. “That should keep you from biting your lip.”
He nodded, eyes wide, and attempted to grab for my belt. I helped him along, letting the buckle clank and fall away. He ran his hands under my shirt, raking his fingernails through my chest hair and tweaking my pierced nipples as I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. I pulled out my cock and Skylar’s eyes widened.
“You like what you see,” I asked, and he nodded furiously. “Is your greedy, little hole ready for it?” He nodded again and made a grabby motion with his hand.
I pinned his folded up body between me and the desk. The plug had opened him a little, but my cock was always a stretch for him to take. "Easy does it," I reminded him before his patience wore out. I wound the end of his braid around my fist, forcing his head backward so I could see all of his throat. My tail wrapped around his thigh to hold him in place as I slowly increased the pressure on his already-slick hole. My sweet little breeder.
“That’s a good boy, Skylar, stay nice and quiet for Daddy.”
He mewled around the plug in his mouth and arched back. His nipples were ripe for torment, so I drew one tiny bud into my mouth and sucked hard. There was a sweetness there I’d not tasted before, and I thought I knew all the flavors of his body already. He bucked up like a restless stallion, impatient as ever, so I drove into him steadily, all the way, until his hole was stuffed full and his eyes rolled back.
“Give me your neck,” I commanded.
He turned his head, and I anchored my dull teeth against his tendon with enough pressure to mark him without breaking the skin. I thought briefly about him returning to the bar and his best friend with evidence of my claim all over his body and it aroused me even more. I picked up the pace, whispering sweet nothings as I hammered into him. “You’re a hungry little cumslut waltzing into the bar dressed like that, making Daddyhard as a rock, knowing I’d have to watch you all night in that tiny thong while I’m stuck behind the bar mixing drinks, bending over for all the realms to see. Was that your plan, Skylar? To tease your Daddy?”
He nodded furiously while gripping my shoulders for dear life.
“You think I should reward your naughty behavior?”
His words were muffled by the plug but I recognized his begging tone. I briefly considered denying him, but seeing him hard all night in his leather thong would be an additional torment to me.
“Did you choose that slutty outfit just for me?" He moaned his assent, so I asked, "Does Monica know how desperate you are for a good dicking?” He nodded, giving me another helpless little whimper, so I licked along the shell of his ear and tugging on the lobe with my teeth while I pumped into him in nice, even strokes. I loved watching him unravel.
“Do you think everyone in the bar knows how easily you spread your legs for Daddy, how shameless and slutty you are when I have you underneath me?” He nodded again, his hole pulsing around my cock as a warning. I grabbed hold of his dick and squeezed him tight.
“Not yet, sweetheart. You gotta work that tight ass a little more. Milk me now, boy.”
The look on his face became focused and determined as he tightened up around me, squeezing my cock and drawing mein deeper. Thrusting became an exercise in willpower because all I wanted was to stay locked up inside him.
My entire body shook as I fucked him, my nervous system attuned to the mounting pleasure. He let out a noise that sounded like,please, Daddy,and I nearly lost control. With my mouth against his ear, I whispered, “Come for me, slutty boy, so I can dump a load inside you and get back to work.”
He shivered and rolled beneath me, clamping down on my dick as the orgasm seared through him and he spurted all over his heaving chest, long ropes of milky white sap that drove me wild because I’d done that to him. My nostrils flared at the sweet tang in the air as I let loose on him. The desk knocked up against the wall as a tankard of pens fell to the floor. Papers went flying. I swallowed a thunderous roar as I unloaded, cock twitching, balls humming, my carnal lust sated… for now.
“Good boy,” I said, satisfied now that my seed was coating his insides. “I swear, baby, you wreck me every time. Now hold it in.” Skylar tightened up as much as he could while I slipped out. I grabbed the plug from his mouth and shoved it back into his hole.
“Thank you, Daddy,” he said with a deep purr of satisfaction, smiling up at me. “That felt so good. I love what you do to me.”
The praise went straight to my head, and I wished we were up in my apartment so that I could cuddle him properly rather than having to rush back out to the bar. “You’re welcome,baby. You’re too tempting, strutting into the bar looking the way you do. I’m finding it hard to deny you.”
“I like it when you give in.” He glanced down at the string of pearls decorating his stomach like a work of art. I drew my thumb through his cum puddle and put it to my mouth, sweet and creamy just like him.
“One of these days I’m going to cage that pretty cock of yours and make you earn the right to come,” I told him.
“How would I do that?”
“By doing exactly what I tell you.”
