Good Boy

I open the bedroom door to find you exactly where I instructed you to be, on your knees at the foot of the bed, eyes downcast. I walk into the room, closing the door behind me before locking it. Of course, the little whimper of hope that you let out as I turn towards you doesn't escape my notice.

"Hmm, good boy," I moan softly as I stalk towards you.

I can feel you tense at my presence, but you don't dare look up at me, not yet. Each one of my steps is agonisingly slow, the tapping of my heels against the hardwood floor the only sound besides your panting breaths. You watch the accentuated sway of my hips as I walk. I am intoxicating. I know it takes everything in your power not to break my command and look up before you have my permission.

Finally satisfied I have made you wait long enough, I say your name, the word leaving my lips on a breathy moan.

Given permission, you finally look up at me and I can't help but smirk as you take in my appearance. I don't blame you, my skin tight dazzling jumpsuit in my signature shade of red is enticing after all. The way it clings to my body, highlighting the gentle curve of my firm breasts.

I turn and grab a strawberry from the bowl on our bedside table. Never breaking eye contact as I part my lips, placing the red berry between my teeth and biting down, hard. Swirling my tongue across my lips as I savour the juices, using my tongue to lap up those dripping down my chin. I briefly glance down at your pathetic cock before meeting your eyes again.

We both know you are imaging my lips around your cock as you watch me.

I do love how easy my slut is to tease; I don't even have to say a word.

You look up at me, lust plainly written in your eyes. I lick my lips before speaking, "Well, well, well. What do we have here?". I aim the words directly to your crotch, where a sizable bulge has formed in your briefs.

"Do I make your pitiful little cock hard, sweetie?"

You nod your head slightly, humiliation turning your cheeks a deeper shade of red.

"Show me".

Unable to disobey my direct command, you tug down your shorts, exposing your most vulnerable part to my withering stare. I lick my plump red lips as I order you to touch yourself, my melodious voice soothing your soul.

I watch as you wrap your hand around your cock for me, grasping the firm skin as you slide your hand along the shaft. Moving up and down rhythmically. You are already so hard for me, a bead of precum drips from the tip of your cock as you stroke yourself. I watch as you slide your fingers across the tip of your cock, shuddering beneath a wave of pleasure.

"Good boy," I coo, "touch yourself just like that for me".

Your eyes light up at earning my praise and you increase your pace.

I can't help but notice how you watch my mouth so intently. Never passing up an opportunity to tease my good boy, I chuckle darkly. "I wonder what you are thinking about right now," I posit. "Are you thinking about how kissable my lips are?"

"Or perhaps how badly you wish they were wrapped around your throbbing cock right now?"

You start thrusting your hips in the air, desperate to act out that dirty little fantasy playing in your head as your hand moves frantically up and down your shaft. Gripping your cock harder as I tease you. The sound of sex fills the air as you whimper for me, struggling to contain your desire.

As your breathing grows shallow, I taunt you again, "Hmm, is my needy little boy going to cum for me?"

You look up at me as you speak, voice barely above a whisper, "Yes, Miss Blossom".

I order you to touch yourself faster, watching as your hand jerks up and down quicker. This time moaning freely as you pleasure yourself under my command. Short, fast strokes eliciting guttural moans from your lips. Your noises of desperation make my pussy throb and I can't help but moan in return, I love the sounds you make when you get this needy.

I close my eyes and throw my head back as I slide my fingers across my body. Performing for you. I start by trailing my hand down my neck and past my breasts, continuing down my smooth stomach until I reach the peak of my thighs. I linger there just a moment, brushing against my tight little pussy before returning my full attention to your cock. I bite my lip as your hand becomes a blur, movements growing more and more wild.

I know you are close to cumming.

"Are you going to cum all over your pathetic little cock as I moan your name?"

You nod again frantically, no longer able to form coherent sentences in my presence.

Ready to make you cum for me, I bend over exposing the bare flesh of my breasts.

Leaning closer to you until my lips are so close to yours that you can feel my warm breath against your face.

Taking a deep breath, I moan your name before enunciating each word slowly, deliberately, "I o. w. n. you. Now, cum for me...".

I chuckle darkly as your pace increases, frantically stroking your cock faster beneath my gaze desperate to obey my command. I see the moment your self-control falters, the instant in which the orgasm takes over your body.

Your entire body jerks violently as the hot, creamy load spurts from your cock. Cum covering your hands and cock, splashing onto my bare thighs. I touch the cum on my body, making sure that you watch as I bring my finger to my lips and suck it clean, moaning as I taste you.

"Hmm,"

As I savor the taste of you, I can't help but tease you one last time, "It is such a shame you couldn't last longer, maybe if you were a really good boy, I would have let you cum inside my cunt".

Before you have time to even register my statement, I blow you a kiss and turn, swishing my long auburn hair fiercely. The scent of my honey shampoo overwhelming your senses, making your cock twitch once more.

I walk out of the room, leaving you breathless and covered in cum.