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“Hey baby! I have a little surprise for you today.”
“Really? Thank you, honey!”
I gave Adam a hug.
“Where is it?”
“After dinner. I’m famished. And it’s honestly funnier to make you wait for it.”
Luckily for me; I’d prepared something a little extra tonight. He’ll love it.
“You’ve really outdone yourself, honey. That was delicious.”
“Thank you. I thought since we can’t go out on date night, I might as well fetch up something really nice.”
“You’re making it really hard to keep you suspended, hell, I almost feel bad for making you wait. But making you wait is way too satisfying.”
I pulled a face:
“You’re mean!”
“Don’t pretend you don’t like it!”
And, there it was again:
Every time I was feeling embarrassed, my ears flared up with heat. My cheeks did, too, but I was more self-conscious about my ears.
“Aww, are you flustered? Cute.”
I couldn’t look him in the eyes, which he took as a sign to stop teasing me.
“Now, after you’re finished cleaning up, I want you right here in the living room, naked.
“What?”; I asked, eyes wide open. Did I hear that correctly?
“You heard me. You’re gonna wait for me, here in the living room. Naked.”
“Fuck! That’s hot”
Saying nothing, his answer was a sadistic grin.
I used to hate being naked. It served as a constant reminder of the thing between my legs that I loathed. It’d gotten a lot better, though. Now I could actually stand to look at myself in the mirror, and I’d even gotten around to taking a few nudes. Now I only felt cold, and vulnerable; maybe a little embarrassed.
Adam came in, a nondescript plastic bag in his hand.
Since I complied with his task, he decided I earned a reward:
“Good girl.”
The two words made my knees weak, and my entire face felt like it was burning with heat, as were my ears. It might not have been his words, but the fact that he was standing fully clothed in front of me.
“You look fantastic. You really do.”
Opening my mouth, I wanted to protest, but Adam interrupted me.
“No. Don’t say it. I know exactly what you’re feeling.”
I closed my mouth again, he was right! He did know how I was feeling, he and I had been going through so much.
He was so proud when he had his surgery five months ago. And I had been there for him. When his chest was red and swollen, when he couldn’t shower for the first week, when he couldn’t İzmir travesti lift his arms properly.
Now, Eve. Close your eyes.”
“But I wanna see it..”
“You’ll have to wait, then. Now, close your eyes.”
Again, I obeyed. He was approaching me, slowly, and when he reached me, the plastic bag rustled.
“I’m going to touch your neck now.”
I heard a metallic clink from something small, and suddenly, something cool and leathery touched my neck.
“Is that a collar?”
“I didn’t say to open your eyes.”; he chided me, but I could tell he was smiling while he did.
“I didn’t. There was something leathery touching my neck, and I put two and two together.”
“Suuuure you didn’t peek.”
The collar tightened around my neck, Adam fiddled with something. His hands weren’t touching me anymore.
“You can open your eyes now.”
He was right in front of me, smiling at me. I felt myself blushing, and, unable to hold his gaze I glanced down. He had attached a leash to the collar!
“How do you like your surprise?”
I couldn’t contain myself. I wrapped my arms around him.
Suddenly, the commanding and teasing made sense.
We haven’t done anything like that yet, although we had talked about it. I put it off, though; being notoriously bad at communicating.
I put it off until Adam and I were truly familiar with one another; and he was happy to wait for me.
“I love it, sir.”
In reaction, he tightened our embrace, his two hands roughly grabbing at my ass.
“I knew a slut like you would like it.”
My growing erection pressed against him. I never got used to that, I still felt ashamed about that part of my body. But, I didn’t back off. Adam knew what I was feeling, he’d gone through the same shame I had.
The two of us stood like that for a while, before we disengaged our embrace. He grinned, and it was such a pure expression of sadism that I quivered a little.
“You’re my pet now.”
Adam took a seat on the couch, yanking at the leash; so I didn’t have a choice but to stumble after him. I ended up in his lap, face still bright red.
Grabbing a fistful of my hair he pulled my head back before placing a passionate kiss on my lips, his tongue eagerly invading my mouth, playing with my own tongue.
Meanwhile, his other hand had wrapped around my erect dick, which he was slowly stroking.
I moaned. This man made me weak in my İzmir travestileri knees, I couldn’t do anything as I melted into his touch, becoming a quivering puddle in his arms.
“I think we should take this to the bedroom, pet.”
“Y-yes, sir.”, I stuttered, barely audible.
“I know that look. You want me to carry you.”
“P-please, sir?”
He shook his head. “Not tonight. Tonight, you’re gonna be a good little pet, get on all fours, and crawl after me.”
Leash in hand, he made his way to the bedroom, so I had no option but to follow him.
As soon as we got into the bedroom, he took a seat on the bed, making me kneel in front of him. He patted my head. “Good girl.”
Grabbing a fistful of hair again, he pressed my face into his crotch, rubbing it along the fabric of his jeans.
“You like that, right? You like being toyed with, being humiliated by your better, isn’t that right you filthy slut?”
“Ahh! Y-yes sir, I love it when you use me!”
He took his shirt off, allowing me a view of his beautiful, flat chest. I had been concerned about touching him, especially with the scars. But he’d reassured me that, after eight weeks, it’d be fine for me to touch him.
He unbuckled his pants, and his underwear came off quickly, too, allowing me a view of his pussy.
“Get to work, pet!”
Excited, I pressed my face up against his entrance. I started with his swollen t-dick, which now resembled a micro penis rather than a clit. It was even big enough for me to suck on it, which I gladly did. Adam let out a satisfied moan; which encouraged me to keep going.
I slid my tongue inside of his pussy, and I could feel his hand on my head, gently stroking my hair.
Soon, he was pushing me into him, grinding his pussy on my face.
“Fuuck! You’re so good at this!”
As his juices spilled onto my face, I could feel his entire body tensing up, hips bucking against me. With my head buried between his legs, I was barely able to breathe, and came up gasping when he finally let me out.
“Did you like that?”
I was nodding, and he pulled me into him, giving me a loving, tender kiss.
“You look like such a mess right now”, he chuckled; “and I love knowing that I was the one who messed up your beautiful face.”
“I’m your mess.”, I responded, giving him a deep kiss.
He helped me up onto the bed, showering me in kisses.
With his face so close to mine, Travesti izmir I thought he’d kiss me, but he honed in on my weak spot instead: My neck!
It had been a gentle kiss at first, but soon he was nibbling and biting away, leaving beautiful little love bites all over me, marking me as his.
I, meanwhile, was completely lost in the orgasmic pleasure of his assault on my neck.
Much to my dismay, Adam let up, giving me two heavy smacks on by butt, eliciting a painful gasp out of me.
“Ready to get fucked, slut?”
I nodded: “Yes; sir.”
Now wearing a strap on, Adam slipped into bed with me; and once again; I found myself in awe of him; he looked so fucking sexy wearing it!
After we finished lubing up, he positioned me on my back, one raised in the air, slung over his shoulder.
Slowly, he pushed into me; which produced a long, lustful moan out of my mouth. A sadistic smile on his face, he sped up, causing me to let out a small shriek: It hurt!
But it also felt so good, knowing that he was fucking me, dominating me.
He got rougher and faster, my noises increasing in frequency and volume.
“Fuuck! You’re so hot like this! Moaning and squirming as I fuck you, your useless little dick flopping around.”
I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I came, as he was still pounding away at me. A clear liquid dribbled out of my cock, covering the lower parts of my stomach.
Yet, even as I lay there, covered in my own fluids, Adam wasn’t finished with me.
With the silicone dick still inside of me, he leaned down to kiss me.
And then, he pulled out, leaving the gasping, quivering mess that was me behind.
I was panting, sex was an exhausting act for me. Anal hurts.
He was usually up for round two or three, and I was happy to please, after a short break.
After we finished cleaning up, it was time to cuddle. Yeah, sex is great and all, but cuddling really gets me. Especially after getting fucked.
Adam spooned me, while one of his hands was fondling my breasts.
“I love these noises you make.”
I pouted:
“They’re sensitive!”
“You’re just a pussy, admit it.”
He had a point there. I wasn’t too keen on pain, hard slaps on my butt weren’t all that enjoyable for me.
“One of these days, I’m gonna make you cum from only playing with your tits.”
As if to prove himself, he pinched down on my nipple.
“Ahh!”
“Who’s a little pussy?”
“Hnggh~ you’re right, I am a pussy.”
Finally, Adam let go. Relief washed over me.
I turned, so I could face him. I put my arm around him, I could feel the exhaustion wash over me. With his arm around me, and mine around him, the both of us slowly drifted off to sleep.
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