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[sirwyattsylvester]

Varying Sensations || 10.10

After finishing up football practice and rinsing off in the locker rooms (as he worried him taking a shower in his suite would be too much of a risk of distraction), Wyatt walked to his dorm and let himself in. He’d been about to just drop his back with a thud when a sight stopped him. A smile stretched over his face and he carefully set the bag down by the door and toed off his shoes and padded quietly over. The sight of Tony napping on his couch with Charlotte curled up on his chest had him smiling like a food and feeling a tightness in his chest. He got out his phone and quickly took a picture and then put his phone away before reaching down, combing his hand through Tony’s hair and then lightly scratching Charlotte’s head, making her trill and sleepily open her eyes to see who was touching her.

@subtonychang

[switchorionchang]

Orion and Blaine || Scene Week

@submissiveblaineanderson and Orion

Scene: Body painting for Sense play and photography.

Blaine took several long, deep breaths, watching his own bare stomach gradually rise and fall. It had been a bit of a gamble, asking Orion to do a scene with him. They didn't know each other well, but they'd been gotten along so well the morning that Orion styled him as Rufio, joking about the wig and whether or not Blaine could actually pull it off, (he so couldn't, but Orion had been kind to say so) that he'd impulsively asked. He'd had literally no idea what to expect from someone so infamously... eclectic. So when he was told to strip and lie naked on a giant sheet of plastic on the floor, he obeyed without question. Fortunately, Orion went on to give a perfectly sensible explanation: they were going to be doing a little body-painting. As Blaine waited for him to get started, he watched himself breathe, then suddenly made himself stop breathing so heavily, lest he look like he was nervous. He was - he pretty much always was, at least to start, when doing a scene with anyone who wasn't Mateo. But he felt it was bad manners to show it.

Orion was grabbing some different colored body paints as well as a little palette set down beside Blaine, along with some brushes and a cup of hot water, so the brushes wouldn't be as cold as all of that whenever he had to rinse them. "You'll make a fine work of art, trust me. Not altogether different than letting me dress and make you up, just less work for you." He chuckled, scanning over Blaine's body as he thought about where to start before dipping his brush in the orange and bringing it up, painting lightly, orange petals around one of Blaine's nipples.

Blaine chuckled softly. "If you think so, sir," he said with a smile. He flushed as Orion's eyes raked over his body, even though he knew that it was more of an artistic, aesthetic assessment than anything else. His eyes blinked shut, which meant the first stroke of the brush took him by surprise. He managed not to gasp, but couldn't quite repress a shiver as the bristles circled his nipple. "Sorry," he whispered, trying not to let his chest move at all, now that they'd started. "I didn't throw you off, did I?"

Orion pursed his own lips to hide the smile when he saw Blaine shiver, though it did make him stop for a moment so his work wouldn't get too disrupted. "No, no, you're all right. I was anticipating such a thing. First of a new sensation Well, new today, now." He carefully drew more petals like a sunflower around Blaine's hardening nipple and on his areola, though half way through he wondered if he shouldn't just make it the sun, so he touched up some of the petals, making them stretch a little farther, have sharper ends. "Not too cold, I hope?"

Blaine tried not to sigh in relief. "No, no, sir, it's cool, but kind of feels nice?" he said, truthfully. "Thank you, though." Glancing down a the bright orange design, his smile deepened. Was that a flower, or a sun? It wasn't quite clear yet. But the color was bright, warm, and cheerful, and he felt it suited him. Tilting his head back again, he let himself take a very slow deep breath, trying to relax and focus on the sensations, since this was a form of sensory play, after all. In addition to feeling cool, it was a little ticklish, and a just a bit bristly, when the brush changed direction. His nipples had gone stiff, and he could feel goosebumps breaking out down his torso.

Orion lifted his brush once he was satisfied, cleaning it off thoroughly in the hot water before he mixed a little bit of blue with a glob of white, stirring it with his brush until it was the palest of blue colors, then he carefully tried to paint a moon on the other side, painting the nipple blue as well. Sure, the sun and the moon were never visible at the same time, but he figured it would look better than some kind of cloud. At least, in his mind. He had to touch it up because doing a perfect circle was not his forte, but once he was satisfied, he took some true white and began to draw sails for a large ship, just off to the left of Blaine's navel. "You sing, yeah? Do you have a current favorite song? Either from the latest hits or just something you started listening to again?"

Blaine was grateful for the distraction. Although the brush felt very slightly warmer, the way it kept trailing over his stomach was becoming incredibly ticklish, and he'd started biting the side of his cheek a little to keep from laughing and squirming and ruining the whole thing. "I do sing, yes." Understatement of the year, but it didn't quite seem like the time to get into his history and career plans. "Did you mean favorite songs in general, or favorite songs to sing, sir? Oh... never mind, it's kind of the same thing with me." He shook his head, smiling ruefully, thinking of all the songs he'd performed recently that he really had no business singing. "So many, though. My Dom has sort of re-introduced me to the Beatles, so I'm working on a version of 'Here Comes the Sun,' to sing for him sometime. I - ah -" He swallowed, his neck straining, and the urge to giggle and writhe away from the brush passed. "I'm also obsessed with 'Wait For It,' from the Hamilton soundtrack, but appropriately enough, sir, I'm waiting for just the right time to perform it."

Orion listened to Blaine talk, figuring it would be nice to not let Blaine be so bored lying there. and since he was working on his stomach currently, he didn't think it could mess him up too much. Chuckling at the reply, he finished the sails and rinsed his brush again, dabbing into the brown before he began to create a three mast boat, one end of it reaching just to Blaine's navel. After he was satisfied there, he playfully chided him to keep still as he changed to blue and began to paint waves and the ocean on Blaine's belly below the navel, traveling down over his hips and hip bones with the blue. Experimentally, he stroked his brush around the top base of Blaine's cock, interested in the effect it could have or not.

Blaine let his hands curl into fists, then slowly uncurled them. Orion's painting was getting more and more ticklish the further down he moved. His hip bones were particularly sensitive. "Yes, sir," he murmured, in response to being told not to move, and did his best not to even breathe too hard. Orion had been working in silence for a few minutes, and he'd been about to ask him what sort of music he liked himself, when his brush suddenly circled the base of his cock. He gasped. His cock had twitched a couple of times already just from the scenario itself: having to lie still for this attractive, more dominant man, the objectification, having to submit to the tickling. It began to stiffen fairly quickly under the swirling of Orion's brush. Blaine drew in a long breath, smiling. The more Dominant partners always seemed to love their teasing.

Orion pursed his lips so he wouldn't look as outwardly pleased as he felt that the brush strokes had gotten their intended reaction. His eyes lifted to look at Blaine, raising his eyebrows. "Mind if I turn it into a light house?" He asked playfully, painting the other hip bone and v-muscle before he rinsed his brush so he could get some of the pale blue he had made for the moon, painting waves with it since the blue he'd been slapping on had been more of the background canvas.

Blaine laughed despite himself at that, his shoulders shaking as he fought to keep it contained to his upper body. "Go for it, sir. I am but your humble canvas," he said, playfully. "Or... my skin is the canvas, and I'm more of the easel? Well, it's one of those. Either way, far be it from me to stand in the way of your grand artistic vision." It was a joke, but there was more than a grain of truth there. This scene was all about creating art, in different ways, and although he himself didn't work in a visual medium, Blaine understood and respected that completely.

Orion smiled slowly and once he'd finished with the waves, he rinsed his brush and went for a yellow, taking hold of Blaine's cock to keep it steady as he painted the head of his cock yellow for the light, then moved to paint the shaft white, finally ending with some gray rocks above the balls. Sitting back to look over his canvas, he tapped his chin with one hand, swirling his brush in the water with the other. "Hmmm... anything you think would improve it?"

Blaine let out an undignified little squeak as Orion started painting his cock in earnest, pressing the palms of his hands hard against the floor. His cock grew stiffer, almost completely erect, which aside from making the scene look more natural, he had to imagine it made Orion's job a lot easier. He barely held in a moan as Orion painted the head and shaft, but it was the rocks near the base of his cock, which took so much longer without being directly stimulating, that nearly drove him crazy. "Uh," he said, thickly, when Orion had pulled back. "Not that I can think of, sir, but then I don't know much about lighthouses..." And then the answer came to him, and he shut his eyes, honesty compelling him to ask for more torture. "Actually, I think it needs a door near the bottom, sir."

Orion looked up to Blaine's face when he spoke, then smiled at his words, just barely keep a chuckle in. "Hmm, you're right, definitely..." He took some red and very carefully made a little rectangle for a door above the base of Blaine's cock, filling it in with soft dots with the pain brush, wanting to know how Blaine reacted to that, since he had never been painted on, himself. "Oh, that looks lovely.. maybe a couple birds in the sky?" He was already prepping a small brush with some black paint when he suggested it, making simplistic birds out of solid black curved lines, making a few of them

Blaine sucked in a sharp breath as Orion set to work, in a bit more detail this time. It almost felt as if he were creating the door using pointillism, and it was weirdly nice... in a very teasing sort of way. He whined, softly, but thankfully it didn't take long. "Birds sound great, sir, totally," he said, breathing a sigh of relief as Orion started putting bird-like shapes on his rib cage. "Do all the birds you want."

Orion wasn't bothering to stop himself smiling as he painted the birds, making a small flock on his chest, licking his lips as he focused. "Hmmm... then maybe I should put a seagull or two on the rocks around the lighthouse?" He teased him, chuckling, rinsing the brush and starting to draw a whale in mid leap since he figured a dolphin would either be too small or horribly proportioned in comparison with the boat. "You definitely look like art to me."

Blaine stared up at the ceiling, feeling a little too awkward to look him in the eyes. "Well... thank you, sir. And thank you for letting me be a part of this. You're very talented, in so many ways."

Orion chuckled and set the brush aside before he pushed himself up to his feet. "Are you still okay with me taking a few pictures of my work? I don't intend to be posting them publicly online or any such thing." He went to get his phone and unlock it as he waited for Blaine answer. "And thank you for the compliment, and asking me to scene with you."

Blaine nodded intently. "So long as they're just for you... or maybe you could show them to people, if you cropped my face out? I'll mention it to my Dom and make sure he's okay with you keeping pictures, but I don't expect that he'll object." Now that Orion wasn't painting and he didn't have to worry about jostling him with every movement, he took the opportunity to scratch his nose. "Do you want me to pose, sir? I could kind of arch up?"

Orion slowly nodded his understanding and agreement. "Just let me know if he finds some objections. I am definitely not interested in pissing your Dom off or making anything difficult at all for you." Moving around Blaine, he stood over him for a downward shot of the chest down to the hip bones. "No, I think I can mostly get what I want without you moving, but... it would be fun to get video of you rolling your stomach." He chuckled as he crouched and took a picture of Blaine's cock from an angle that he could see some rocks as well as the red door, then stood over him again.

Blaine chuckled. "All right, if that's what you want, sir." Seeing Orion lift the camera, he sucked in his stomach as much as he could, flexed his biceps, and focused on a happy memory of Mateo bending him over the arm of the couch - just to make sure all of him was being shown off in the very best possible light. "Just let me know when you want me to roll over, sir."

Orion lifted his head to look at Blaine's face, chuckling as he shook his head. "No, Blaine, roll your stomach... like you're making the waves move, you know? C'mon, it'll be fun, you can do it!"

Blaine 's eyebrows went up as recognition dawned. "Oh!" So much for minimizing his stomach... but as a performer and a sub, he both wanted and needed to give Orion what he wanted. Biting his lip, he did his best to undulate his stomach, making the waves roll in Orion's painted sea.

Orion took a brief video of Blaine's movements, grinning softly before he hit stop and lowered his phone. "Thank you, kindly. It's wonderful to put art on someone comfortable enough to wear it and be it, in certain respects. You humored me now, but I think we can call it finished. Would you like to look at the pictures? Or hop in the shower?"

Blaine got to his feet slowly, then tilted his head, smiling at Orion. "Aw. That's so nice of you... I'll go ahead and shower, if that's all right. Would you send me the pictures, though?" He still felt that being a canvas was a worthy use of his time... but now that the spell had been broken a bit, that he was no longer focused on the sensations of being painted, he was a bit embarrassed to be standing around, rock hard, with his dick painted to look like a lighthouse, of all things. A cold shower would take care of both problems. "And thank you for the scene, sir."

[submissivelynick]

Zucchini Bread | 10/11/17

Tagging: @dommateolopez & @submissivelynick Date: October 11, 2017 afternoon Location: Mateo’s dorm Summary: Scene Week para, beginning with a baking lesson and ending with a foray into impact play.

Nick took a deep breath as he settled on his knees outside of Mateo's suite. He went back in his mind to try and remember all of the rules the Dom had given him months ago, and he was going to do his best to follow all of them, even if they hadn't done anything like this in a long time. He didn't have anything extra with him today, and he knocked twice on the door before sitting back on his heels and waiting to see his friend on the other side of the door.

Mateo was looking forward to spending time with Nick. It felt like it had been forever since he'd spent any time with the submissive. Scene week seemed like a good time to start that. Coming to the door, he opened it, smiling at the sub. "Hey there, lobito," he said, gesturing for him to get up. "Come here." Mateo tugged the sub into the room, wrapping him in a warm hug.

Nick couldn't help the smile on his face when he saw Mateo. He'd just seen him in class earlier that day, but it was different to know that they were just going to spend some time together, one-on-one. "Hi, Sir," he said as he got to his feet. He sighed contentedly as the Dom wrapped his arms around him, and he did the same, holding him close. "You feel good, Sir."

Mateo rubbed one hand over Nick's back, smiling. "You do too, lobito," he murmured, nose pressing briefly to the sub's hair. "How have you been?" he asked once he leaned back, not quite releasing Nick yet, still wanting that closeness with the sweet sub he adored.

Nick felt himself relaxing, just being here with Mateo. "Thank you, Sir," he said just as softly, and he smiled when he realized Mateo wasn't completely ending the hug right away. "I haven't really been all that great," he admitted, chewing nervously on his lip. "I feel... lost. I'm glad I have so many scenes lined up to distract me."

Mateo frowned slightly. "I'm sorry to hear that," he said softly, thumb rubbing the small of Nick's back. "Do you want to talk about anything? Or do you want to just jump into baking?" he asked, offering the metaphorical shoulder to lean on, though he would understand if Nick didn't want to talk just yet.

Nick shrugged a little but stayed mostly still so that Mateo wouldn't stop the soft little caress he was doing against his back. "Maybe talk while we're baking, Sir? I mean... I'm mostly just feeling unwanted. Spending time with people helps."

Mateo huffed and leaned in slightly to press a kiss to Nick's forehead. "Well, I want you here, lobito. It might not be exactly what you meant, but... I want you here," he assured Nick softly. Pulling him close again, Mateo squeezed Nick gently before taking his hand. "So why don't you show me where to start?"

Nick breathed in deeply through his nose, not wanting Mateo's kiss, hug, and kind words to ever end, but of course they did. They had some plans to get to. "That isn't what I meant, Sir, but... I appreciate you still wanting to be my friend." He smiled softly and gave a little nod. "Come on, Sir. Let's get all of the ingredients out and start mixing them together."

Mateo squeezed his fingers lightly. "I don't anticipate ever wanting that to end," he assured Nick. Walking into the kitchen, he gestured to the dry ingredients he'd left out. "The other stuff is in the fridge. What should we start with?"

Nick nodded quietly. He wasn't sure he really believed that--once Mateo and Blaine were in a claim and they graduated, he doubted he'd ever really see them again--but for now, it was enough. "Did you get a chance to look over the recipe, Sir? Why don't you grease the dish and start working on sifting the dry ingredients together? I'll start on grating the zucchini. Whoever's done first can move on to the wet ingredients."

Mateo nodded. "I did, yes. But I have it printed out, just in case." Taking up one of the pans, he carefully sprayed them with the cooking spray, then started measuring out the dry ingredients to combine. "How do you feel about adding a little extra cinnamon?"

Nick smiled when he saw Mateo get to work, enjoying how much more natural he seemed now than he had done months ago. "You're doing great, Sir," he said as he grated up the zucchini. "And a little more cinnamon sounds good. I wouldn't go more than about 50% more than what the recipe calls for, though."

Mateo looked over at Nick with a smile. "Gracias, lobito. All right. I was just going to do a pinch more," he assured the sub. "I don't want to be sneezing while I'm eating it. That would not be pleasant at all."

Nick laughed a little. "Yeah, that's definitely a good call, Sir," he said as he finished up with the zucchini. He moved on to the wet ingredients, starting with cracking open a couple of eggs, and he kept his eyes on Mateo to make sure he was doing okay. "Is there... something wrong with me, Sir?" he asked after a moment.

Mateo probably took more time measuring out his ingredients than he should have, but he wanted to make sure he didn't mess up. He sifted everything into one bowl, his brows furrowing a little bit at the question. "I don't think so... what makes you ask that?"

Nick bit his lip while he started to beat all of the liquid ingredients together, and he lifted one shoulder in a half-shrug. "I just feel like something must be wrong with me sometimes, Sir," he said quietly, his gaze dropping down into his own mixing bowl. "The people I connect with either leave or end up with someone else. I know there was Jeff, but I just... didn't connect with him enough. He deserves more than I can give him."

Mateo sighed softly, bringing the bowl of dry ingredients to set it next to Nick, one hand resting on the submissive's back. "I... okay. This isn't what you want to hear, and I'm aware of that. But I don't think it's anything wrong with you. I just think, maybe, you haven't found the right partner. The right man. Because you're right, if you don't feel the connection with Jeff, you shouldn't pursue it just to have that in your life. But I don't want you thinking it's something wrong with you, lobito," he said softly.

Nick sighed and leaned into Mateo's touch. "It's hard not to think that I've found the right guy and just messed things up," he said softly, still beating the wet ingredients lightly. "I've met all of these amazing Doms and I've had such an amazing connection with them at different times and it just never works out. I just... ugh. Let's move on, Sir. Is yours all ready? You can dump that in here and keep beating, and I'll chop up some walnuts to add."

Mateo kissed the side of his head gently. "There's still so many fish in the sea. More new people arrive every week, and you have plenty of time to find the right one," he pointed out gently. His hand curled around Nick's hip, squeezing lightly, before he moved to take the bowl, pouring in a little bit of the dry ingredients and continuing to stir.

Nick got to work chopping up the walnuts and managed to keep an eye on Mateo again. "That's looking good, Sir. Go ahead and add in the zucchini and walnuts now, and then pour the mixture into the pans." He smiled, watching as the other did as he was told. "I don't know how many more times I can go through this heartbreak, but I guess the only thing I can do is keep trying."

Mateo carefully did as Nick instructed, shooting him a grin. "Feel good to be the one giving orders, lobito?" he teased as he poured in the batter, huffing a curse in Spanish when he dripped a bit on the counter. "Trying is good. And you have people who care about you to catch you if you fall. Don't forget that," he pointed out, reaching up to cup Nick's chin briefly.

Nick blushed at the comment, not even realizing he'd been giving orders. "Definitely not now that you mentioned it, Sir," he said with an embarrassed grin. "I don't think I would have been cut own to Dominate anyone at all. I'm too much of a sub." He turned toward Mateo and gave in to his urge to give him a hug. "I don't know what I'd do without you, Sir."

Mateo grinned at Nick, bumping their hips together lightly. "I'm teasing, don't worry about it. I think it's precious how bossy you get in the kitchen," he said playfully. The hug didn't surprise him, and he held Nick close, rubbing his back again slowly. "Luckily, you don't have to think about that, lobito. Not even after you're happily claimed. I'll still have your back, wherever we end up."

Nick's blush grew darker, and he squeezed Mateo closer to him. "I know you're teasing, Sir, but I didn't realize I did that until now," he murmured, turning his head to the side and resting it on the Dom's shoulder. "It's nice that you think I'll actually get claimed."

Mateo lifted one hand, running his fingers gently through Nick's hair. "I have the utmost faith that you'll get claimed. Don't lose that faith, lobito. You are incredible. An incredible submissive, an incredible friend, and an incredible man in general."

Nick sighed. "Not enough," he mumbled, not loud enough to actually be heard, and a moment later he pulled back from their embrace. "Thank you, Sir," he said. "Let's just get these in and set a timer and then we can go relax until it's ready, or do our scene if it'll be short? Whatever you'd like, Sir."

Mateo couldn't make out the words, but the negative tone Nick used was enough to make him frown and squeeze the sub harder until he pulled back. "I'd like to take our time with the scene, so let's just chill out until the bread's done. I know it's an hour bake, but I don't want to have to stop during a scene to take it out of the oven."

Nick gave Mateo a little nod after he got the pans into the oven. "That makes sense, Sir," he said. "I... don't remember when the last time we scened was, but um, abandonment is now one of my limits. I know you wouldn't actually leave me, but I don't know if I would feel that great if you left to get the bread out."

Mateo nodded, waiting until Nick had straightened up to run one hand through his hair. "Then we'll wait. No harm in that, and no need to risk anything. And you're right. I wouldn't leave you," he assured the sub.

Nick smiled. "I still trust you, Sir," he said. He hesitated then, remembering the rules he'd been given months ago and wondering how many times he'd broken them in the past half hour. "Could we go cuddle on the couch, Sir?" he asked, a hopeful look on his face.

Mateo wasn't paying much attention to the rules he'd set for Nick. But he couldn't think of one he'd broken, especially since Mateo had been the one initiating most of the contact, and Nick hadn't used any furniture without permission. Grinning, he nodded. "I think that could be arranged, lobito."

Nick slid his phone out of his pocket and set a timer for 40 minutes so they could check them early, and he grinned back at Mateo. "Great, Sir," he said, making his way back into the living room. "I've missed your cuddles."

Mateo led Nick over to the couch, plopping down on the cushions and holding out his arms for Nick to join him. He shifted until Nick was pillowed against his chest, one hand running lazily through the sub's hair. "I've missed you too. You always were a bit of a cuddle bug," he teased.

Nick quickly climbed onto Mateo's couch and let himself flop down against the Dom himself. He knew it probably wasn't smart to let himself get this involved with him, but he was happy right now and that's all that he cared about. "Don't trust anyone who doesn't like to cuddle, Sir," he said. "Especially someone who doesn't like to cuddle with you."

Mateo couldn't help but chuckle at the comment. "I'll have to remember that. Though I do think it's the pup in you, lobito. Makes you extra cuddly and prone to melt under head scratches."

Nick blushed and nuzzled his head into Mateo's chest. "You're not wrong about that, Sir," he said. A few seconds later, he finally tilted his head back to look up at the Dom. "Got any of those head scratches now, Sir?"

Mateo laughed again. "Needy pup," he teased, sliding his hand over Nick's neck and back into his hair so he could scratch lightly at his scalp. "Head scratches for my favorite pup."

Nick chuckled a little along with Mateo, but that sound quickly turned into a contented sigh when he felt the Dom's fingers slide into his hair and up against his scalp. "So good, Sir," he murmured.

Mateo kept his other arm wrapped around Nick, one hand resting on his lower back while the other kept scratching slowly through his hair. "Maybe soon, you could be a pup for me again, lobito? I did love spending that time with you."

Nick smiled and settled in nicely against Mateo's chest while he petted him. He'd really missed this with Mateo, and he hoped that he wouldn't ever lose the Dom's friendship, even if he knew that was a real possibility once they all graduated. "I'd really like that, Sir. I haven't been a pup in a really long time."

Mateo was aware that they wouldn't always be in the same place. That perhaps they wouldn't stay in touch as well as they did here. But Nick was one of those people that Mateo hoped to keep around in his life, and he would make the effort to do that. "Really? Then we'll have to make that happen soon."

Nick nodded his head a little, but he mostly just pressed it harder against Mateo's chest since he didn't want to move too far away from his hand. "That would be wonderful, Sir. I'd like that a lot. Maybe after scene week is over?"

Mateo grinned, thumb rubbing just behind Nick's ear. "I think that would be best, yes. Once all the madness dies down," he agreed.

Nick hummed lightly in agreement but slowly grew silent, just enjoying how good it felt to be here with Mateo and to have the Dom taking care of him like this. Eventually, though, his phone started playing music and he groaned. "Time to check the bread, Sir," he said, wrinkling his nose up a little as he sat up.

Mateo was enjoying the warm weight of the sub against him, the gentle, slow slide of his fingers through his hair. So the music made him start slightly, and he sat up, rubbing Nick's back. "Mm, but once that's done, then we can get to the good stuff," he teased, squeezing Nick's hand lightly.

Nick really loved that Mateo was being so touchy-feely with him, not letting there be much time at all without contact between them. "The cuddles are good stuff, though, Sir... and zucchini bread is, too!" He grinned, though he knew exactly what Mateo was talking about. He got up and made his way into the kitchen, and he put on some oven mitts. He opened the oven door and pulled out both pans, the scent of fresh bread wafting through the room. "Would you like to test them, Sir? See if they're done?"

Mateo chuckled at Nick's teasing, following the sub into the kitchen. His rooms did smell nice with the sweet, comforting scent of the cooking bread. Coming up to the oven, Mateo nodded, tilting his head. "Sure. How do I go about doing that? Poke them with something?"

Nick nodded. "Exactly, Sir,' he said, slipping off the oven mitts and looking around for what he needed. He found a little cup of toothpicks and grabbed it, bringing it over for Mateo. "There are special gadget things made just for that, but a toothpick works just as well. If it comes out clean, it's done."

Mateo took one of the toothpicks, carefully sliding it into the middle of one of the loaves. He brought it back out, a few bits of sponge sticking to the wood. Showing it to Nick, he poked the other one, the same thing coming out. "Is that good?"

Nick frowned at the toothpicks that came out with a bit of dough on them. "Not quite, Sir," he said, stepping back to open the oven door again. He slid both pans back inside and closed it up. "They'll come out completely clean when they're ready. There wasn't too much sticking just now, so I'd say another five minutes or so and they'll be done."

Mateo nodded, tossing the dirty picks in the garbage. "Okay," he agreed. "I'd be lost in the kitchen without you, lobito, I swear." He slid his hand around Nick's waist, squeezing him lightly.

Nick swallowed as Mateo wrapped an arm around him. He wondered if he'd ever fully move past Mateo. He was usually okay with spending time with him and with how things had worked out between them, but at times like this, it struck him just how much he'd lost out on. He put a smile on his face, though, and pushed those thoughts away. "You've improved so much from a few months ago, though, Sir," he said. "You're doing great."

Mateo chuckled softly. "Well, I'm not giving anyone food poisoning so... that's definitely a plus," he said with a laugh. He couldn't help being so affectionate with the sub. Nick would always have a special place in his heart, and he couldn't help but want to hold him close.

Nick wrapped an arm around Mateo's waist and tugged him a little closer to him. "Absolutely a plus," he agreed with a chuckle of his own. He glanced at the clock and decided it had been long enough for them to test again. "Ready, Sir?" he asked, finally pulling away so that he could get the pans out of the oven once more.

Mateo squeezed Nick's waist, then stepped back to let the sub pull the pans out of the oven. He tested them again, the picks coming out clean this time. "They're done, right? We did it?" he asked, grinning brightly, oddly delighted with their success.

Nick watched as Mateo tested the bread and was pleased when he saw the toothpicks come out clean. "You did it, Sir," he said with a smile. "Now we should just turn the oven off and give those some time to cool... Maybe be ready for a snack later?"

Mateo shook his head. "No, we did it, mi lobito." He switched off the oven, rubbing Nick's back slowly. "Remind me. We decided on... sensory and bondage, correct? With a bit of light impact?" he asked, more than ready to play with the handsome submissive.

Nick blushed at Mateo's correction. "Hush, Sir," he said. "I'm really proud of how much you did, and I can't wait to taste the results." He smiled and nodded. "Yeah. Um... all of that works, Sir. How would you like to start?"

Mateo patted Nick's hip. "It'll be a good snack for after our scene," he agreed. Though the bread wasn't his main objective right now. "Hm, I think we should start with you stripped to your underwear and kneeling in the center of my bed. How does that sound?"

Nick nodded, pushing unwanted thoughts out of his head. "That sounds perfect, Sir," he said before making his way into Mateo's bedroom. He quickly stripped down but left his boxer briefs on (light blue ones, today), and he climbed into position on the bed, ready to get started.

Mateo paused for a moment, waiting for Nick to walk into his room to give himself a second to take a breath. Only then, when he felt more in control, did he follow into the room, tugging out his favorite ropes. "Cross your wrists over your thighs, lobito," he said softly, kneeling in front of Nick to slowly wind the rope around his arms starting at his elbows, ending at his wrists.

Nick felt himself relaxing a little as the scene really began to get started. "Yes, Sir," he said, moving his arms into the position Mateo had asked for. He smiled as he felt the rope pressed against his skin. "I'm glad I'm finally in the bondage class this semester, Sir... You're part of the reason I like it so much."

Mateo smiled a little, stroking his fingers along the inside of Nick's arms. "I'm glad you are too. You respond so well to it. I'm more than happy to keep helping you practice," he offered, slowly running his hands over Nick's arms up to his shoulders.

Nick returned Mateo's smile, and he hummed happily at the way the other's hands moved along his body. "I'll always want to practice with you, Sir," he said. "Even for our new class together."

Mateo continued sliding his hands over Nick's skin, wanting to leave him tingling and ready for more. "That's good to know. I hope this turns out well... I want you to have good experiences with impact," he murmured. His hands shifted, nails beginning to scratch over his skin.

Nick blushed and gave a little nod. "I've had one pretty good experience already, Sir, but I-- I need to keep practicing. I want to learn to how to actually like it, y'know?" He shivered a little at the drag of the Dom's nails. "I really think you can help me learn to like it."

Mateo shifted his hands up to rub the sides of his neck warmly. "I hope so. I do think, with how much you like sensory play, you'll respond beautifully to impact," he commented. He shifted, reaching for a soft crop, the end made of looser canvas instead of leather.

Nick took a shaky breath and nodded, looking uncertainly at the crop that Mateo had chosen. "I hope you're right, Sir," he said quietly. "I really want to like it... So many Doms like it. I hate that I'm so scared of it for the most part."

Mateo slowly stroked the end of the crop over Nick's skin, letting him feel how the end moved along his skin. It wouldn't hurt nearly as much as a stiff leather crop would, and like he was moving it now, it wouldn't hurt at all. "Just breathe, mi lobito. I won't use it how it's meant until you're ready."

Nick breathed in deeply at Mateo's instruction, gaining comfort from his reassurances and from the way he kept saying mi lobito. "I... I trust you, Sir," he said after about ten or fifteen seconds. "I'm ready whenever you are."

Mateo smiled slowly. "Good boy," he murmured. He stroked the end of the crop over Nick's shoulder slowly before lifting it up, bringing it down more firmly against his pale skin.

Nick immediately tensed when he felt Mateo pull the crop away, knowing that the first hit was about to come. He knew he shouldn't, and it actually didn't even hurt much at all when it finally landed. He groaned in embarrassment and shook his head. "I'm sorry, Sir," he said. "I-- I'll try harder to relax."

Mateo shook his head, reaching up to run his hand through Nick's hair. "Just breathe. Remember I'm not going to hurt you more than you can handle. You trust me, right?" he murmured, once more just stroking the crop over his skin.

Nick leaned into Mateo's touch and nodded again. "I trust you completely, Sir," he said. "I promise." He closed his eyes and focused on breathing in slowly and letting the air back out again. "Mateo's got you," he murmured almost inaudibly to himself. "He's gonna take care of you. He's got you."

Mateo stroked his fingers over Nick's jaw, thumb touching his lip gently. "I do have you, lobito," he whispered even though he was pretty sure he wasn't supposed to hear that. "Breathe slow for me, sweet pup," he coached, coaxing Nick down from his tension.

Nick kept his eyes closed as he continued to breathe in and out, relaxing more and more with each breath he took. Mateo was there for him, and he finally opened his eyes again. "I'm ready for real this time, Sir," he said softly.

Mateo kept his gaze on Nick's face, fixing him with a slow smile once his eyes slid open. "That's a good pup," he whispered, touching his lip again lightly. He teased the crop over the side of Nick's neck, back over his shoulder, and brought it down against his skin as he'd done before to see the sub's reaction.

Nick continued his deep breathing while Mateo ran the crop along his bare skin. He did his best not to brace himself against the impact and just let it happen. He let out a little oof when it hit, but it wasn't actually all that bad, just like the first one. He was pretty sure he could handle a few more of those.

Mateo nodded when Nick didn't wince away from the light blow. "Good boy," he praised, stroking the tip of the crop over the place he'd hit. The next swat came a few inches lower, more towards the inside of his arm, where he was likely a little more sensitive.

Nick smiled at the praise, the expression slightly muted from how it normally would have been just because of his nerves. He whimpered a little when the next hit landed, biting his lip to keep most of the sound in. It hurt a little more, but it wasn't too much.

Mateo reached up, rubbing his fingers over the sting. "Let me hear it, lobito," he whispered softly. "Your sounds tell me everything." He traced the crop up and over Nick's collarbone, light little taps not meant to sting, only letting a real one fly when he reached the other shoulder.

Nick nodded nervously. "Yes, Sir," he said softly, determined to do his best to be good for Mateo. The next few hits he got weren't bad at all, and that helped him relax some more, knowing that he could handle some of it that easily. He gasped in surprise when the next hard hit came, the change in intensity more shocking than the pain itself, though he did wince a little as he got used to the pain.

Mateo noted the wince, but he knew it was probably more due to surprise than actual pain. He'd tested the crop on himself - he knew it didn't hurt that much. "That's good," he praised, moving more light taps down the inside of Nick's arm, keeping his eyes on the sub's face.

Nick was starting to breathe a bit more heavily as Mateo continued onward with the crop, but none of his hits were actually all that painful. "Thank-- thank you, Sir," he said, closing his eyes and swallowing while he tried to focus on calming his breathing again.

Mateo moved the crop, stroking it slowly over Nick's chest now, teasing the soft canvas over the sub's nipples. Only once Nick was a little more relaxed did he swat his pec, a couple inches above his nipple.

Nick gasped again, not having expected Mateo to move onto his chest with the toy, even though he probably should have. His eyes had sprung open at the hit, and he dropped his gaze down to watch where the crop was going next.

Mateo raised one eyebrow, bringing the crop up to touch Nick's chin. "Breathe," he whispered. The tip slid back down his neck, teasing his other nipple before striking the other side of his chest, a bit lower than the other side.

Nick nodded at Mateo's instruction and focused on the push-and-pull of air into his lungs again. He wondered if the next hit was going to land on his nipple, but it didn't. He let out a soft moan when it landed, not quite enjoying it, but not quite not enjoying it, either.

Mateo smiled a little bit, because he knew that moan. He teased his crop over Nick's nipple again, flitting a swat onto the swollen bud before moving the crop down further. A harder swat landed on Nick's abs.

Nick cried out when Mateo landed the crop on his nipple, though it was more from the shock than it being truly painful. He blushed a little at the realization that his cock was starting to harden--from what exactly, he wasn't sure--and he whined at the next hit, too.

Mateo could tell those noises were beginning to ebb more towards pleasure than actual pain. He knew Nick would like this, once he got over his fear. Tracing over his abs, he laid firm swats over pale skin, his other hand on Nick's shoulder, thumb rubbing him soothingly.

Nick was grateful for Mateo's reassuring hand on his shoulder. It kept him grounded and reminded him that the Dom was here with him and was there to completely take care of him, no matter how much he pushed him. He didn't understand how his body was reacting to all of these strikes from the crop--his cock was growing harder, and his moans were some weird mix of pain and pleasure--but he was just glad to have Mateo there with him.

Mateo kept his hand on Nick's shoulder, continuing to land swats over his chest and stomach, putting a little more power behind them to make the sting more intense. "Tell me how you're feeling, mi lobito," he murmured quietly, trying to ignore the low arousal bubbling in his belly at the sounds and sight in front of him.

Nick caught himself starting to hold his breath as the hits continued, and he reminded himself to breathe. "I don't-- I don't know, Sir," he said at the question, not ready to articulate how he was feeling. "Overwhelmed?" He chuckled a bit. "It's-- it hurts but it's not a... bad hurt, Sir. And, um, I-- I'm getting hard."

Mateo nodded, smiling his encouragement when he noticed Nick following his gentle orders. The smile shifted into a smirk. "That's good. I knew you'd enjoy it," he said softly, shifting the crop down to stroke at Nick's thighs. "You're not scared, are you, lobito?"

Nick blushed at Mateo's comment, and he kept his eyes on the crop, nervous about where else it was going to go, even though he thought he might actually like it. "Not scared, Sir," he said, shaking his head. "Just... nervous. But I'm okay, Sir. You've got me."

Mateo leaned in to kiss Nick's forehead. "That's right, lobito. I've got you," he assured him in a soft, firm tone. He kept stroking over his thighs, finally lifting the crop for a moment to give Nick a little warning. This slap was definitely hard enough to sting, a few iinches above Nick's knee.

Nick smiled to himself when Mateo kissed him. He'd missed moments like this so much, and he hoped that he'd get to have more like that in the near future, even despite the trial claim he'd be going into soon. He gasped loudly when the crop hit his leg but remembered to focus on his breathing again not long afterward.

Mateo didn't want to push Nick too far, especially with one of the first experiences with impact. So he only swatted Nick a few more times over his thighs before setting the crop aside. "Focus on me, lobito. Breathe slow," he murmured, squeezing his hands gently before beginning to untie him. "You did so well for me..." Lifting Nick's hands, he kissed the insides of his wrists, then carefully drew the sub into his arms, stroking his back slowly to ease him out of whatever headspace he might have been in - though he didn't think Nick would have gone too deep.

Nick had strangely almost enjoyed the last few hits on his legs, but he was very grateful when Mateo put the crop down. At the order, he brought his eyes to the Dom's face and watched him carefully, breathing in time with the other. He felt the rope lifting from his arms, and he blushed a little more at the way Mateo took care of his wrists once they were free again. "Thank you, Sir," he murmured, smiling softly at him before he was pulled into an embrace. He clung to the Dom's chest once he was there, closing his eyes and just focusing on his breathing for a minute. "I'm sorry I couldn't take more than that, Sir," he said eventually.

Mateo shifted to pull Nick into his lap, letting him lean against his chest. "Shh," he soothed, fingers combing slowly through dark hair. "You did well, pup. In time you'll be able to take more. But you took what I gave you, and you liked it. That's what matters, mi lobito," he assured him softly, his tone warm and fond.

Nick leaned into Mateo's body, enjoying the closeness with him after far too long without it. "Thank you, Sir," he said again. "I'm... really glad I get to explore this kink with you."

Mateo swallowed against the wave of protectiveness that washed through him. He didn't think he would ever be completely rid of that feeling with Nick, no matter what happened. "I am too. I'm very glad to know you're safe while learning your limits with pain," he whispered to the sub. "Just rest against me, pup, and we'll get up in a bit to have a snack." Mateo turned to lean against his pillows, keeping Nick cuddled to his chest.

[domitxnate]

Scene Week - Nate and Nick

Who: Nathan Lynn and Nick Duval @submissivelynick​

When: 10/12

Where: Nate’s room

Notes: TPE (with these rules), orgasm denial, toys

Nick thought the day had gone fairly well so far. He'd been aroused all day long, basically, but his hard cock and the plug in his ass had been welcome distractions from Wyatt and Tony in class. Plus, he was getting to cook, and spending time with Nate was just nice in general. He wouldn't consider himself close with the Dom, but he felt comfortable with him, and he was grateful to him for talking with him recently and for indulging him in the TPE scene today. It didn't take him too long to clean up in the kitchen after dinner since he was used to cleaning up as he worked, and before long, he was making his way back into the living room to kneel at Nate's side. "Sir?" he asked once he was settled. "May I use the bathroom before we continue?" He wasn't desperate yet, but he was hoping he could take care of things before it became an issue during their scene.

Nate had hoped this was the kind of thing Nick had been looking for in a “all day long TPE scene,” and honestly it had been one of the more intense ones Nate had ever done. Nate was finding that he really enjoyed having Nick around, though he did struggle with how self deprecating he could be sometimes, as evidenced by their earlier discussion. Regardless, Nick had followed all Nates rules and the meals were amazing so it was a pretty great day. Nate smiled as nick came to his side and Nate’s hand, as if on reflex, ran through the boy’s hair. “Not right now. Ya have a cock ring to put on. So undress for me, ya won’t be needin’ those clothes anymore.”

Nick smiled softly at the way Nate's hand found its way into his hair; he was a sucker for being petted. He started to frown a little at his response, though, because he knew that meant he'd be dealing with a full bladder later. He didn't protest, though. "Yes, Sir." He worked on getting undressed without getting up from the floor, which was easier said than done with the tight pants he'd been wearing all day. It felt good to get them off, though, and his briefs as well. His cock sprang up to attention immediately, and he blushed as he folded his clothes and set them aside on the coffee table. He turned back to Nate and sat back on his heels, leaving his arousal on full display.

Nate watched the slight wiggle from Nick as he was denied which Nate found himself enjoying it probably a little more than he should. Nick followed his orders beautifully, stripping his clothes and nick licked his lips as the cock sprang to life. “Such a perfect view,” he hummed and as Nick was ready, nate grabbed the cock ring and knelt down next to Nick, slowly rolling it over the throbbing member. “There we go,” he said, sitting back down with the controller, giving it a short test as he turned it on for a few seconds. “I believe ya have chores to get to pet.”

The redness in Nick's face grew deeper with the way Nate was looking at him, but he definitely appreciated the compliment. "Thank you, Sir," he said, and he chewed lightly on his lower lip while he allowed the Dom to fit the cock ring onto him. He'd never had a vibrating one on before, and he was curious about just how intense it would be. He didn't have long to be curious, though, because Nate turned it on right away. He moaned softly, the sound almost disappearing with the way he was still biting his lip. "Y-yes, Sir," he said, taking in a deep breath to try and steady himself. For the life of him, though, he couldn't remember what exactly Nate wanted done. It was kind of hard to think like this. "What would you like me to do first, Sir?"

Nate watched as Nick reacted to the buzzing, getting a sense for how it would affect him and quickly turned it off. Nate settled himself on the couch, remote in hand preparing to get caught up on Sportscenter and looked down at the boy. "I need ya to dust around the living room. Rags and supplies are under the sink in the kitchen and your main focus is the livingroom," he explained and watched Nick set off. Nate was mostly focused on the TV, though he let his eyes go up to Nick's beautiful body as he worked around him. Every so often, Nate would turn on the toy, watching Nick react to the sensations and left it on for a few moments, not too long to make his denial difficult and would turn it off again.

Nick listened carefully to his instructions for cleaning, and he was grateful to Nate for having turned the vibrations off while he explained what was expected of him. He'd been so on edge all day long that his mind was not capable of focusing on too much of anything else, especially not when the cock ring started up on him. "Yes, Sir," he said as he made his way into the kitchen to get some supplies. He started dusting on one side of the living room, but as soon as the vibrations started, his body froze up and he had to remind himself to keep working. Before long, a low moan accompanied the buzzing each time it started up, and he was definitely having trouble focusing on the task at hand.

Nate couldn't help but give smirks and smiles when he'd watch Nick's body initially react, tensing and twitching in both need and desire, just to return right to what he was told to do. It was certainly impressive and it was doing wonders for Nate's own arousal. "Take a break, pet," Nate said, pulling the front of his shorts down as he scooted down in his seat, "I want you to blow me for a bit before you continue."

Nick felt his whole body relax a little when he heard he could take a break. He turned to look at Nate and realized immediately what the break would be, and he blushed as he made his way over and knelt down in front of him. "Of course, Sir," he said, pressing a kiss to the tip of Nate's cock as he looked up at him with lust-filled eyes. He held his gaze there for a few seconds before dropping it down to the Dom's cock, and he opened his mouth wide as he sank down over him. He wrapped his tongue around the other's cock and started to bob his head, gradually building up speed.

Nate always enjoyed how timidly Nick started when there was oral involved. It was sweet in a way and a good reminder for Nate not to let himself get too out of control with the boy. Unless Nick gave him a sign - then all bets were off. But Nate hummed as he felt Nick's lips, meeting the boy's eyes which sent quite the shiver up Nate's spine. Before he knew it, Nick was lowered onto the cock with it stuffing his mouth, his tongue moving around it magnifcently. "There we go," he moaned in encouragement, "Such a good boy."

Nick was glad for the distraction from his own arousal; somehow focusing his attention on a Dom's cock was always a good way to get him to push his own desperation to the back of his mind. He hummed lightly around Nate's cock as he worked him over, and the praise he got just made him work harder to make sure that he was showing Nate a good time. After a short while, he pulled most of the way off as he took in a deep breath, but then he sank down again, taking Nate as far back in his throat as he could stand it and just held him there for a few seconds.

Nate let himself get lost in the feeling of suction in Nick's mouth, the softness of his tongue and the warmth that surrounded his member. He wasn't ready to cum yet, but it was a nice was to enjoy himself for a few mintues. Nate watched as Nick deepthroated his member, sucking it way into the back of his throat and leaving it there a few moments. "Damn, darlin'," Nate moaned, very impressed by the boy's skills. "Alrigt," he said after a few more moments, "that's enough. Finish dusting and ya can start that load of laundry."

Nick was red-faced when he finally pulled off of Nate's cock. He wanted to continue, to get him to come, but he knew that this whole day was one long exercise in teasing and denying him, in more than one way. "Yes, Sir," he said, reluctantly getting to his feet. He kept his eyes on the Dom's inviting cock for a few seconds longer before moving back over to where he'd been dusting before, and he forced himself to get to work. The sooner he was done with all of this, the sooner he'd get some relief... hopefully. His own cock was still heavy and throbbing in front of him, the anticipation of more vibrations almost as challenging as the buzzing itself. Before too long, he was finished with the dusting and he put the supplies away in the kitchen. "Do you have the laundry ready to go, Sir, or do I need to get it out? What kind of load would you like me to do?"

Nate took several deep breaths to calm himself from Nick's wonderful mouth as watched the boy move on to the next task. Nate smiled as he saw Nick's looming stare, not faulting him for it for a moment and actually enjoying it quite a bit. When Nick started again with the dusting, Nate turned on the ring again. He watched Nick for a moment, leaving the buzzing on a bit before turning it off. Nate looked over as Nick finished with the dusting and gave his question, "Nah, it's in the laundry basket in the bathroom, darlin," he explained. And the question about loads, however, Nate sighed a little embarassed, "Would it completely change your view of me if i told ya that I didn't know there was more than one kind?"

Nick had struggled through all of the additional vibrations while he'd been cleaning, his arousal at almost a constant 9 out of 10 at this point. The only thing he could do was try to focus on the tasks at hand and he nodded at Nate's response. He'd started to head into the bathroom to get it but he stopped when he heard Nate speaking again. He couldn't help the little laugh at the question when he heard it, and he shook his head. "Somehow that doesn't surprise me at all, Sir," he said, biting down a little on his lip as he paused. "I'll take care of it, Sir, don't worry."

Nate gave a playful glare at Nick with his laundry comment. Though, honestly, it was a fair point. "That's probably for the best, honestly. I'd turn it all pink or something. Hurry up and get that cute ass back here," he chuckled.

Nick blushed a bit at the way Nate looked at him, but he knew he couldn't really be mad about his comment. He couldn't imagine Nate ever having learned about proper laundry methods in his life. "Turning it all pink is why there are different kinds of loads, Sir," he teased before he disappeared into the bathroom. He checked through the load that he'd put together and decided that a cold wash with color-safe bleach would be do-able. It only took him a few minutes to get the load going in the washer, and after that, he returned to the living room and knelt down at Nate's feet.

Nate looked thoughtfully about what Nick said, "So like...by colors?" he called back to Nick, turning the cock ring on again for a couple minutes and smiled at the way he tried to answer and then turned it off again. Wow, he literally knew nothing about domestic type things. Thank god he had Silas. When Nick returned, Nate ran his fingers through Nick's hair. "Mmm hello there, dear boy. Tell me, how's that pretty cock feelin' right now?"

Nick nodded. "Well, I--" he started, though his response was cut short when the ring started up again. He cleared his throat and breathed out before finishing. "Whites versus colors, Sir, m-mainly." Once he was back at Nate's feet, he sighed happily at the Dom's hand in his hair. He looked down at his cock, rock hard and leaking, and then back up at Nate. "I-- I need to come so badly, Sir," he said, his words coming out more quickly than normal. "I don't know how much more I can take."

Nate chuckled as he heard the faint sounds of Nick trying to keep himself in control. "Aww, do ya?" he said softly, running his hands through Nick's hair and looking down at the boy. He really was gorgeous. Nate took a minute to really appreciate that before giving the boy a smirk, "Go pick a dildo from the play room and bring it back to me with some lube," he ordered, giving the boy's hair a tug before letting go.

Nick swallowed when he heard the order, not having expected it, but he nodded anyway and got to his feet. "Yes, Sir," he said before heading into the play room. He hadn't done anything with a dildo before, and he was nervous but willing to try. He picked one out, not the smallest that he saw, but not one that much bigger, either, and he brought it back into Nate along with the tube of lube. "I hope this one's okay, Sir?" he said, holding it up as he knelt back down again.

Nate watched as Nick came back and took the toy from the boy. "Of course it is, dear," Nate confirmed as he sat on the edge of the couch, "Now get up here on your knees and bend over the back of the couch." As Nick complied, Nate slowly pulled the ring off the boy and removed the plug, slowly. He lubed up the toy and slowly pushed it in and out until Nick's walls appeared comfortable enough to take the whole toy in and out a little faster.

Nick smiled when Nate said the toy was okay, and he was eager to follow his orders--especially since he was pretty sure he was getting close to being allowed to come. He bit his lip against a moan when Nate touched his cock to get the ring off, and he had to dig his fingers into the couch to stay relatively still while the plug was removed and the dildo was pushed into him. "Oh, Sir," he moaned eventually, looking over his shoulder to see what Nate was doing exactly. It felt strange to have something moving in and out like that, but definitely not in a bad way, and he did his best to keep his hips still to prevent his cock from pressing against anything accidentally.

Nate loved how Nick reacted to what he did to him. It was so fun to watch and listen to and made his own cock twitch in excitement. With his free hand, Nate rubbed his own cock, while watching the toy move in and out of Nick, "Such a good boy. Feels so good inside ya doesn't it? A nice hard cock in your ass," he moaned.

Nick nodded dumbly, just moaning as he watched Nate stroke himself while he continued to press the toy inside him. "So-- so good, Sir," he said, blushing deeply at the thought of having an actual cock inside him. This was the closest he'd gotten to actual sex, and he knew that the real thing would be so worth the wait. "I... I'm so hard, Sir. Am I going to be allowed to come soon, Sir? Please?"

Nate looked underneath the kneeling boy, the hard cock bouncing in rhythm to Nate's actions with the dildo, "Oh yeah? Ya wanna cum for me darlin? I know ya can beg me better than that," he said, moving the toy faster now, watching Nick's body react and bounce backwards on it as Nate took his hand off his own cock and placed it on Nick's.

Nick sucked in a sharp breath when he felt Nate's hand touch him. He had been so close to the edge all day long that any sort of touch now was just torture if he wasn't allowed to come, and he bit his lip and nodded. "Y-yes, Sir, please, I wanna come so badly," he said, the words all running together. The toy seemed to hit that perfect place inside him, and he whimpered at the effort of holding back his orgasm. "Please, Sir, please let me come," he begged. "I need to come so badly for you, Sir, please!"

Nate listened as he used both hands on the both, rubbing and fucking simultaneously, "Mmm, such a needy boy," he moaned, "Yes, darlin', cum for me," he ordered, working harder on the boy to bring him complete release.

Nick heard the order to come and immediately slipped over the edge, finally allowing himself to experience the pleasure that he'd been working toward all day long. "Oh, Sir!" he cried out as he came, watching his seed splatter like paint along the back of the couch in front of him.

Nate moaned as Nick immediately came, his cock pulsing and shooting in Nate's hand. "Oh yea...there it is...good boy," he moaned, slowing down only once he knew Nick had his fill of his release. "Feel better darlin?" he smiled, slowly pulling the toy from Nick's ass and allowing the boy a minute to calm down on the coach

Nick dropped down onto his forearms on the top of the couch, needing a short while to recover. He hadn't come like that in a while, and he panted while he came back down. "So much better, Sir," he said softly. "Thank you." Once he felt up to it, he pushed himself a little more upright and looked over at Nate. "Can I... take care of you, Sir?" he asked. "Please?"

Nate sat on the couch next to Nick, patiently waiting until Nick felt he was okay after such denial and sudden rush of blood to his head. Nate gave a smile at Nick's request and nodded, "Yes, dear. On your knees. Gotta tell ya, after watchin' that it's not gonna take long at all."

Nick blushed when Nate's words made him think about exactly what he must have looked like just then... and all day long. "Yes, Sir, thank you," he said as he crawled backwards off the couch, getting down onto his knees on the floor in front of the Dom. He licked his lips as he looked at Nate's hard cock in front of him. "May I, Sir?" he asked.

Nate nodded as Nick got down towards his throbbing cock, "Yea, darlin'. Suck my cock, good boy.:

Nick smiled up at Nate for a moment before he crawled the couple steps forward so he could lick at Nate's cock. He used one hand on the base of it while he sank his mouth down over the rest, and he began to work it over in earnest, doing his best to bring Nate to the edge of orgasm quickly.

Nate sank into the couch as Nick got started. He enjoyed the subtle licks from his tongue before sucking his cock into his mouth hot and hard. "OH god yea," he moaned, tipping his head back a moment as he felt his climax grow and climb. He brought his hand into Nick's hair, gripping into the lock as he felt himself hit his peak, cumming loud and hard as his release coated Nick's throat.

Nick happily hummed around Nate's cock when the Dom threaded his fingers into his hair. He loved the sounds the other was making, and he could tell that he was close. He was prepared when he finally came in his throat, and he swallowed it all down as best as he could before pulling back off of his cock and lapping gently at the tip to get the last little bit of come out. "Thank you, Sir," he said, feeling a little dazed as he looked up at the Dom.

Nate was breathing heavily as he tried to calm himself down from his amazing high. His hands went right back into Nick's hair, petting it softly as the boy remained at his legs. "Such a good boy," Nate said sweetly, "Thank ya darlin'. That was a wonderful time. How do ya feel about it all?"

Nick leaned into Nate's touch, grateful for the calming gesture. "Thank you, Sir," he said again. He took in a deep breath while still looking up at him. "It's been... an intense day, but I feel good, Sir. I'm glad you had a good time, too."

Nate smiled, “glad to hear it. Do ya need anythin? And do ya wanna stay here or go back?”

Nick bit his lip. "You still don't share your bed, Sir, do you?" he asked, knowing better than to get his hopes up. "Could you hold me for a while before bed?"

Nate gave a sad sigh as he should his head, "Nah, darlin' I don't. Not really. But I'd be happy to lay with ya until ya fell asleep if that's somethin' that would help."

Nick perked up at the offer. "Really, Sir?" he asked. "That sounds perfect. I-- I could really use that right now, Sir. Thank you.

Nate gave the boy a smile and ran his fingers through Nick's hair, bending over to give him a quick kiss on the forhead, "Of course, darlin'. C'mon," he said, disappearing with the boy in the guest room.

[mrhunterclarington-blog1]

Scene week [ Josie + Hunter ]

Hunter and @josieclarington do a scene for scene week that feature chores and bondage.

Josephine found it weird to be kneeling in Hunter's room and slightly uncomfortable. The last time she had knelt in his sight was back in that hotel room when....she wiped her hand over her face and took a breath to get herself out of that chain of thought. She wanted the points and these were easy ones since she submitted to him weekly anyway, the only difference was things needed to be a little more formal this time. Looking up as her brother sat on the couch she smiled, "What would you like me to do....Sir?"

Hunter needed points and one of the easiest ways to get them was by having Josie over and doing a scene with her. He had been struggling with his dominance but he was confident he could order Josie to do some tasks for him and end their scene with a little bondage. The only negative to it all was that it would probably be slightly awkward. Hunter wasn't the biggest fan of seeing his sister submit because he got very strange visuals in his head, however, he was pretty used to it at this point. It was just that it wasn't going to be as casual as usual. He looked at her sister and hummed softly at her question before answering. "I'd like you to start with ironing some of my shirts, please. There's a basket of things on the table over there. There's about ten in there so once you're done with those, please report back to me. You're obviously free to stand." He ordered.

Josephine nodded at the instructions, already looking towards the table that he had mentioned. "Yes Sir," she agreed before standing up. It didn't take her a moment to set up the ironing board and the iron. Putting her phone down on the table she set it to play some quiet music as she usually did and pulled out the first shirt. Working her way steadily through the shirts Josephine took them through to Hunter's closet and hung them up once she was finished. Once she had put away the board and iron she want to find Hunter, "I'm finished Sir."

Hunter watched as Josie grabbed everything that she needed. Once the girl seemed all set, Hunter made his way towards his bedroom. He looked through his stuff and picked out a good robe that he could use on his sister. They didn't know if these tasks would be enough for points so they had decided to add a little something extra to their usual scenes. It was the part Hunter wasn't too sure about but he knew it was time he became more comfortable with it. He took the rope with him to the couch and set it down next to him. When Josie was done, he looked up from his phone. "Good girl." He told her. "I need you to mop the kitchen floor, please. I spilled some orange juice earlier and it's sticky. When you're done with that, I want you to kneel in front of me." He told heer.

Josephine looked in surprise as she saw the rope and wondered where on earth that had come into the plan but she was sure he would tell her when he was ready. The order to wash the floor was far more what she had expected and she quickly scurried off to complete the task. The floor washed and the mop and bucket tidied away Josephine came back and knelt in front of her brother as requested.

Hunter was enjoying his time fine with his phone lounging on the couch. It was definitely quite useful to have Josie do some of the chores but he did feel a little bad for her. He was sure it wasn't her favorite thing to do. Every so often he looked up at his sister to see her progress and when he saw she was done, he moved his legs down from the couch and set them on the floor again. "Thank you, Josie." He told her. "Now, I have some rope here for us to do a little bondage. Because, well, we gotta do something for points." Hunter said with a shrug of his shoulders. So, I'll tie you up so you'll be in a bit of an 'O'-shape. Then I'll either use you for a foot rest for a little bit or I'll do some lifting with you. My muscles need some training and you're probably the perfect weight. Any preference between those two?" He asking with a little smile on his lips.

Josephine could see his point of view and she certainly wanted to get the points and while she didn't usually do anything like this with Hunter she could not deny that she did enjoy bondage. She frowned when she heard what he said next though and stayed quiet for a moment before she responded. "Last time someone tried to use me as a footstool I ended up getting caned because I am not going to be furniture for anyone so I suggest that you get some weight lifting practice in instead."

Hunter sighed softly before laughing. "I figured that would be your opinion but I could try. For me personally, it would've been very funny and something I wouldn't say no to. Sorry, can't help it." Hunter said with a shrug of his shoulder. "Can you lay on your back for me, sis?" He asked. He reached for the rope and started unraveling it a little more for easier access. "I'm just going to do it over your clothes, okay?"

Josephine pouted a little at his words but she was not being furniture for anyone. Nodding at his request she lay down on her back with her arms at her side. "Sure, over my clothes is fine but do you want me to remove my skirt? Would that make it easier?"

Hunter smiled softly at her sister, hoping she wouldn't actually be offended or anything by his suggestion. He was ready to start but then hummed at Josie's words. Hunter immediately turned around and made his way to his bedroom to grab some sweatpants. He then returned to his sister and dropped the sweatpants on her. "Good thing you said that. Please put these on because I don't want to see your ass." He told his sister.

Josephine laughed as he brought out the sweatpants. "Turn around then, I'd hate my ass to offend you," she chuckled as she changed before getting into position on her back for him. "Alright I'm ready,let's get going," she said with a grin.

Hunter chuckled softly and then turned around. He loved his sister but he definitely didn't need to see more than he already had to before. He remembered when they were kneeling in the hotel room with their Father. He had seen Josie naked then as well but still, if he could avoid it, he would. "Alright, perfect." He said as he turned around again. He grabbed his rope and lowered himself so he could start with his knots. He started with her hands, pressing them together before looping the rope around both of her wrists. He did this a few times before he tied a knot. He then had two strings of the rope extending from that so he could use it for his next move. "Please tuck in your knees."

Josephine easily let Hunter move her arms and hands into position, smiling to herself as she felt the rope wrap around her skin. Bending up to pull his knees in Josephine held the position for him.

Hunter waited for his sister to pull up her knees and once she had, he brought the rope to her feet. He positioned her so her two feet were between either of her hands. He then started to wrap the rope around her ankles so he could secure them to her hands. Once he was done, Josie was in a little circle shape, which was perfect for pulling her up. He stood up and then lifted the girl up by her arms so he could set her down somewhere with a little more space. "There you are, my lifting tool." He said with a smile.

Josephine couldn't imagine how he was going to tie her but once he started it made sense. It wasn't the most comfortable position but it wasn't uncomfortable either, at least not for a short time. She couldn't hold back a giggle though as he lifted her so easily and put her in another area. "This is weird," she laughed, between the curled position and the sweatpants which were far too long she was very amused but she would still finish what they needed to do. "Ready when you are Sir."

Hunter chuckled at the sight of her sister and the giggle that came from her. It was funny, definitely. It was bondage though and that probably meant some points. "It is weird but it's the best I could come up with." He said with a laugh. "My creativity hasn't been amazing." He said with a smile on his lips. "Alright." He mumbled before he leaned forward and picked josie up with both of his hands. He started lifting her up and moving her down before lifting her up again. She was heavy enough to be an usual weight and it was pretty funny though. "I'm kind of jealous of you because this seems fun." Hunter said as he continued lifting.

Josephine shook her head, "I'm not laughing at you but the whole idea. It's fun." It was the strangest sensation being lifted up and down while in the strange shape but at least she trusted Hunter not to drop her. "I'm not sure whether it's a compliment or an insult that you see me as a good weight to lift," she laughed. It didn't take long before the position was starting to tire her though. "Can we stop please Sir," she asked. "My arms are starting to ache."

Hunter nodded at Josie and smiled. "It is fun, I agree. Also a little strange though." Hunter said with a shrug. There was not much he could do with bondage including his sister. He wouldn't do anything remotely sexual and impact play wasn't okay to do either. He had to be creative and what he came up with worked perfectly. He could feel the strain in his arms as he lifted his sister up. He probably could do a few more but not many so when Josie spoke up, he agreed. "Just a few more." He told her. He lifted her up and down another ten times before he set her down on the ground. "Thank you, Josie. That was good. Good girl." He said before he lowered himself to her level. He started to untie the ropes and he rubbed his sister's skin once the rope came loose. "That was good. We got ourselves some points." He said with a smile. The only thing left to do was watching a movie with some popcorn and chocolate.

[josieclarington]

Moving forward

Who: Stella Fabray and Josephine Clarington

Where: Stella’s dorm

When: Wednesday  11th October.

Notes: Age play scene (mentions of Sofia)

@stellafabray  @sofiaxjones

Josephine knocked at Stella's door as she dropped to her knees, her bag and Jasper her cat lying next to her. Looking up with a bright smile when the door opened she felt her heart leap at the sight of the blonde, "Hello Momma."

Stella could help but be excited about much more time spent with her little Josephine. She was incredibly grateful that they'd come to this new realization toward one another and were working toward a future. Stella readied her room, making sure she had all of Josephine's favorite things ready and accessible for the little brunette before she heard the knock. Her smile widened in reflection of the petite girl's kneeling so beautifully on the ground. "Hello my little one. Come now, stand up and come inside so Momma can give you a proper hug." She gestured, holding her hand out to help Josie off her knees.

Josephine beamed at the instruction and took Stella's hand to stand. Wrapping her arms around the blonde she leaned in with a contented sigh, "I'm so excited to have an actual scene with you Momma. I brought Jasper with me too." She leaned back and picked up her bag and brought everything into the room and went over to sit cross legged on the couch looking over expectantly.

Stella breathed deep, taking in Josephine's scent as she hugged the petite girl to her body. "I am too, little one. And look at you, such a smart girl, bringing Mr. Jasper with you. I think he would have been sad had you left him in your room, darling" She smiled, leaning back only slightly to push a strand of Josie's air out of her face. Stella followed the brunette into the suite, sitting herself next to Josephine on the couch. "Alright, my darling. Let's have a serious conversation for a moment, yes? We should discuss some rules and expectations for this scene, especially since these rules may very well carry over in the future." Stella gave the girl a contented smile, her pale fingers gently caressing Josephine's soft cheek.

Josephine sat up a little more, her expression very serious. "Rules? But I don't want to call you Miss, I like calling you Momma." The look on her face softened though at the gentle touches. "Can I bring Jasper over? I don't like grown up talks and he can listen for me." She was always so close to slipping into little space when she was around Stella so maybe her cat could help her focus.

Stella nodded. "Yes, rules, sweet one." Stella smiled. "You can call me Momma, darling. Don't you worry." she nodded, her eyes soft and understanding as she looked over at the brunette. "Or course, darling. Go on, go get Jasper and come sit next to Momma again." She waited for the girl to fetch her stuffed cat and sit back down. "Now, these rules are simple, okay? Nothing too too hard, I promise." She reassured the girl, even though some of the rules may seem hard in little space. "Number one. Momma knows what's best, so she expects you to listen to her. But that doesn't mean that things are not open for discussion, as long as we stay respectful, hm? With that said, Momma expects you to listen to her when she asks you to do something. If you do not, or if you get sassy, you will be punished, understood?"

Josephine bounced happily hearing she could still use Momma as a title, "Good because that would make me really sad." She scurried across the room to grab her cat before she resumed her position on the couch listening intently to everything Stella said. Her smile fell a bit when she heard the first rule and she pulled Jasper tight to her, "I'll be good Momma but what if Jasper isn't listening? I don't get in trouble if it's Jasper do I?" She was so pleased with finding this loophole right away and the smile on her lips showed her pride.

Stella tried her hardest not to break into a smile at the girl's words. She was a clever one, something she admired in the girl. "Ah, but Jasper's a good kitty. As far as I know, he always listens. In fact, I think it's because he knows he can only come spend time with you and I if he listens, right Jasper?" She looked from the brunette to the stuffed cat seated in Josephine's lap.

Josephine found her gaze following Stella's as the domme looked between her and her cat. Nodding Jasper's head Josephine pouted a little, "I don't like punishments so Jasper and I will try hard Momma." Shifting in her seat she looked up, "So are those the only rules Momma?"

Stella nodded. "And I don't like giving them, darling girl. But I will if I have to." She smiled softly at Josephine and her kitten, giving the kitten a pat and running her hand through the side of Josie's hair. "I know you and Jasper will, little one." She spoke softly. "No, darling. We also need to talk about bedtime. I know when you come over we've been going to bed together, however, there will come a time when I cannot always do that. So I'm proposing a bedtime of 9pm, earlier if I see you're very sleepy or not feeling well. Momma makes this rules to make sure you stay healthy and happy, little one. I will always brush your hair, tuck you in and make sure you're comfortable when it is bedtime though. How does that sound?"

Josephine gave a sweet smile, she knew by now that most Dominants didn't enjoy giving punishments but she was also too good at pushing till she found out for certain what would happen. Her jaw dropped though when she heard about bedtime. "9 pm Momma? That's so early and I'm not a little girl. What if I'm not sleepy? Can it at least by 10pm....maybe even 11?"

Stella nodded. "Yes, 9pm, little one. I understand that you're not a little girl, really. However, on school nights I do expect you to be in bed by 9pm to get enough sleep for the following day. I don't go to bed much later than that, little one. I'm usually in bed by 10pm, if not earlier if I can help it. I like to function on a fully rested brain and I want that for you. On the weekends we can compromise, 10pm or 11pm, depending on how you're feeling and acting and what we're doing at the time, hm?" Stella looked over at the brunette, her voice strong and confident but also comforting.

Josephine huffed hearing bedtime confirmed though she eased up a little when Stella explained it further, especially with a compromise at the weekend. "Hmm, alright then Momma. But if I'm not sleepy I'm not sleeping," Josephine said firmly. She shifted onto her knees and pulled Jasper to her chest, "So what are we doing tonight then Momma? Can I change into one of my special dresses?"

Stella nodded, thankful Josephine was understanding. "Well darling, I cannot order you to sleep, however, I can order you to your bedroom, tuck you in and give you a good night kiss in hopes that you'll sleep soon after." She said softly, knowing Josephine was trying to push, but thankful she also was listening as best she could at the moment. "Ah, well I was going to ask what you'd like to do, darling girl. Of course you can. Would you like some help, little one? Your dresses are all hung up in the spare bedroom closet." She smiled sweetly at the girl.

Josephine cheered up when they were ready to move on to more play, all the talking was boring. "That would be good Momma. Would you like to choose one for me?" She raced through to the closet and dropping Jasper on the bed pulled the doors open and she began to pull her dresses out. "I don't think I want that one today, I like that one or that one. Oh and I brought some pjs with me but I think I want my Alice ones today that are here." Josephine was talking quickly as she looked through her things.

Stella smiled. "Of course, darling." She smiled as she followed the girl as she practically hopped to the bedroom. "Ahh, alright. Well I like this one, hm?" Stella pulled out a blue number, putting it against the brunette's body with a smile upon her face. "Of course you can wear your Alice pajamas, little one." She chuckled at just how excited Josephine was.

Josephine took the dress from Stella and held it against herself twisting back and forth with a giggle. She put it down on the bed before she pulled off her top and then her skirt and pulled the dress on. Holding up her hair she turned to let Stella zip her up. Twirling round she swished the skirt of her dress, "How do I look Momma? Am I your prettiest girl?"

Stella watched intently as the brunette undressed in front of her and then put the dress on, ever so interested in the girl before her. "You are the prettiest little girl I've ever laid my eyes on, darling." She whispered, walking closer to the girl, smoothing out the wrinkles in the front of the dress and then turning so she could zip Josephine's dress up. "Just the prettiest." She whispered again, pulling the girl in close and resting her head on her shoulder for a moment. Stella kissed the girl's cheek before turning her back around. "Are you ready my girl?"

Josephine leaned back against Stella, so contented as she was held. The whispered words in her ear making her shiver with pleasure. Smiling as she turned to look at her, "I'm ready Momma. I'm hungry, can I have some ice cream? You can have some too."

Stella almost cooed at the girl against her body, feeling Josephine's warmth against her body as they were connected for that moment. "Ah, ice cream later...if you're good. First, proper food." Stella smiled down at the girl, touching her cheek lovingly as she reached for her hand. "I, for one, could go for a tea myself. And maybe a salad with a scone for dessert" Stella mused.

Josephine smiled brightly at the vague promise of ice cream. "Salad, hmm, ok but only if I can have cheese and lots of cucumber and no lettuce," she said confidently as she swung their joint hands.

Stella knew Josephine was trying to test her and she couldn’t help but find it adorable. She stifled her smile though, needing Josie to understand that she needed to listen in order to get what she wanted. “Salad, with lettuce, cucumbers and cheese, little one. A proper salad is how you earn ice cream” she replied, looking over at the girl as she spoke, swinging her hand along with the brunette’s.

Josephine huffed but carried on swinging their hands. "Alright Momma salad with this much cheese, this much cucumber and this much lettuce." She dropped their hands as she spoke to show a reasonable amount, lots of the cucumber and a tiny amount of lettuce. "I like cucumber Momma, I can cut it too but not the cheese because it needs a sharp knife." Once in the kitchen Josephine hopped up onto the counter, swinging her legs, "Can I have apple juice Momma?"

Stella smiled as she watched Josephine’s hands work at showing just how much of everything she wanted. Adorable. That’s simply the only way she could describe Josephine in this moment. The amount of love she had for this brunette as she watched her was more than she could ever describe. “Alright, little one. I’ll get you a butter knife and you’re most certainly right, Momma will use the big knife.” She cooed making her way to the kitchen. “Of course you can, my love. Would you please get it out of the fridge for me? And don’t forget your cup.” Stella looked over at the girl, smiling affectionately.

Josephine jumped nimbly down from the counter and skipped over to the fridge and pulled out the juice. Placing the carton carefully on the counter Josephine got her cup from the cupboard and with her tongue poking through her lips in concentration to make sure she didn't spill anything. Tightening the lid again she put the carton away and brought out the cucumber from the fridge and conveniently forgot all about the lettuce. Waiting for the knife she slowly and carefully began to cut slices, her lips parted as she focused hard again.

Stella watched Josephine from the corner of her eye as she cut cheese into slices small enough for their salads. She had to chuckle as she watched the brunette, tongue out and concentrating. “You’d better watch that tongue, my darling girl. I might come snatch it out of your mouth if you keep poking it out like that” she giggled, finishing up with the cheese. “Thank you for cutting the cucumber, darling. Let’s not forget about the lettuce though” she mused, eyes sparkling toward the brunette.

Josephine turned in surprise at Stella's comment and giggled at the domme. "You can't snatch my tongue Momma, I need it. I can't eat anything but ice cream without it." She huffed at the reminder about the lettuce and shook her head, "I can't cut lettuce with this knife Momma but I can get bread." Josephine did go and get the lettuce out of the fridge and give it to Stella and then she got out two plates before jumping back up on the counter and sipped her apple juice again.

Stella giggled “oh but you can eat more than that. Soup and pudding and oatmeal. See? But I would quite like that pretty little tongue to stay in your mouth.” She smiled, moving toward the girl. “I was only joking, little one. I do enjoy seeing your tongue sticking out when you’re concentrating” she confessed, kissing the top of the brunette’s head. “Good girl” Stella reminded, smiling as Josephine brought her the lettuce and took out bread for the two of them.

Josephine clamped her lips shut as if to stop giving Stella any further ideas. She stayed on her little space on the counter until Stella had finished everything else and then she climbed down to grab the cutlery. Setting the table and bringing over her apple juice Josephine looked over, "Would you like a drink Momma?" Once everything was sorted Josephine sat down and quickly began to eat her cucumber.

Stella nodded. “Yes, please. A glass of water would be wonderful, little one. Be careful though” she instructed out of instinct, always worried for Josephine’s safety especially in little space. She sat down, smiling,the Table already set by the brunette.

Josephine brought through a glass of water, concentrating hard again and beaming as she put it down without spilling. As she ate she looked at Stella with a frown, "I can do all these things Momma and I did good cutting and good carrying. I was your big girl making dinner so I should get to stay up late." Her expression fixed and serious Josephine began to pile all the lettuce to the side of her plate before she picked up slices of cucumber in her fingers and began to nibble round them in a circle.

Stella ate a few bites before she looked up, blue eyes fixated on the brunette as she spoke. Stella sighed. “I know you are, my sweet girl. However, the bedtime discussion is closed. I want to make sure you’re healthy and getting enough rest for your classes. Momma’s need to take care of their big girls no matter how big they get.” She nodded, cocking her head to the side, noticing Josephine eating her cucumber with her fingers, lettuce pushed to the side. “Josephine, manners” she spoke firmly, pointing gently to her fork and then to the lettuce.

Josephine dropped her slice of cucumber in surprise as Stella spoke. Lips pouting she picked up her fork with a dramatic sigh but did then proceed to eat properly. Poking at her lettuce suspiciously for a bit she finally ate it and once her plate was clear she put her fork down. "Ice cream," she said happily and with a firm confidence.

Stella was happy Josephine complied, watching her with a small contented smile as she finished her food. “Good girl. We need to clean up first and then we’ll go get us some ice cream, yes?” She nodded, standing up to help the girl with the dirty dishes.

Josephine carried her plate and cutlery through to the sink and dropped them in making the water splash out and giggling loudly. "I can wash Momma," she squealed as she turned on the tap and added lots of soap to make bubbles. Her fingers broke the surface of the water spinning round and round to keep the bubbles growing.

Stella smiled, “of course you can, my big girl” she watched humored as Josephine put too much soap in, making far too many bubbles for the dishes they had. But she was having fun and there was nothing wrong with a little bit of fun doing a chore. Stella stood behind the brunette watching closely but also lovingly as she played and washed, moving closer to hug the girl from behind once, whispering “Good girl, my sweet.” Before giving her a little more space.

Josephine laughed happily as the bubbles grew and filled the sink. She could feel the warmth of Stella's body behind her and smiled widely as the blonde's arms wrapped around her, the whispered words making her happy. Washing the dishes took no time at all since there were barely any and Josephine finished off and placed the last plate on the rack at the side. Scooping up some bubbles on her finger she couldn't stop herself turning to Stella and dotting them onto her nose. "You're all bubbly Momma," she giggled as she picked up a towel to wipe her hands.

Stella watched lovingly as Josephine finished the dishes and turned around. She was not expecting the bubbles on her nose but she couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh my dear girl, you are something else today” she smiled pulling the brunette in and running her bubbly nose against the girl’s cheek. “I do believe you’re the bubbly one now, sweetheart” she giggled.

Josephine shook her head to knock the bubbles off and bringing up a curled hand to wipe her cheek clear. "Silly Momma," she laughed, leaning in and rubbing her nose against Stella with a grin. "Ice cream now Momma," she added, "I've cleaned up."

Stella ‘s heart leapt out of her chest at the comment and Josephine’s nose against hers. “Mmm, ice cream, my pretty girl. Come” she held out her hand for the brunette to grab onto so that they could go into town to get a proper treat.

Josephine wasn't expecting to go out but she was deep enough in her little headspace that she didn't really think about it. Grabbing Jasper as she passed the couch she swung their arms as they walked to Stella's car. "Can I get toppings? I like sprinkles and honeycomb Momma."

Stella had decided they’d go out while eating their dinner. She wanted to surprise Josephine with a real treat and since she’d been exceptionally good during dinner, she couldn’t think of a better way to reward the girl. “Mmm, those sound yummy darling. Yes, you may have those. Just the two though, no more, yeah?” She made sure, not wanting Josephine to go too overboard and then start to act out or not be able to sleep because she’d filled up on sugar. They walked hand in hand, arms swinging as they got to the car, Stella helping Josie in and buckling her up, making sure she’d be safe.

Josephine bounced as she heard she was allowed her toppings. "Thank you Momma," she grinned. Climbing into the car she held Jasper out of the way as Stella buckled her in and choosing not to argue about what she could do alone, she wanted her ice cream. Looking out the window and singing along to the radio as Stella drove they were soon parking up and Josephine soon unbuckled her belt and climbed out of the car, debating whether she should take Jasper with her or leave him in the car.

Stella drove with the radio on, just so she could listen to the brunette sing along to it. Soon they were parking and Josephine was unbuckled and out of the car before she could help her out. Stella chucked softly before walking toward the brunette and holding out her hand. “Take my hand, little one, let’s get you your ice cream” she cooed, walking toward the shop.

Josephine dropped her cat back on her seat in the car and knowing that she couldn't hold him, Stella's hand and her ice cream. She took the blonde's hand and walked quickly next to her pausing occasionally to look in a window. Once in the shop Josephine stood slightly behind Stella and letting her do all the talking as the submissive stood quietly twisting her hands.

Stella gave the lady behind the counter their orders- one scoop for Josephine with sprinkles and honey comb and one scoop of frozen yogurt for herself with banana and strawberry. Once she’d finished paying and gotten their treats she motioned for the brunette to have a seat, setting the ice cream down in front of her before sitting down beside the brunette. “Are you happy, my darling girl?” Stella whispered, pushing brown locks behind Josephine’s ear.

Josephine took her treat and sat down where she was told. She quickly began to eat her ice cream, looking up at Stella's question. "Yes Momma, I'm very happy. I have the prettiest Momma and now I have ice cream. Everything is lovely. Are you happy Momma?"

Stella smiled down at the brunette, taking a small bite of her own treat. “Yes, baby girl. I am very happy. /I/ have the prettiest baby girl, and my Miss Sofia feels the same. Isn’t that just wonderful, darling girl? I couldn’t ask for much more, now could I?” She smiled, pulling the girl in closer. She knew not every day would be this wonderful. Stella would have her bad days, and she knew Josie would too, both in little space and not. But it was nothing they couldn’t handle together.

Josephine sighed softly, "I'm glad you are happy, you should always be happy Momma." She took another spoonful of ice cream before a thought occurred to her,, "Miss Sofia wants to play when I am little too. All three of us together. I think that would be fun too Momma."

Stella couldn’t help but smile, feeling a little lump in her throat at the girl’s words. She was too wonderful for words. “Thank you, my darling” She smiled, taking another bite. “Oh yeah? I would love that very much, my love. Momma didn’t want to push but yes, I think that would be wonderful.” Stella couldn’t help but feel a flutter of excitement at the idea of all three of them together, trying out this new journey.

Josephine felt her stomach swoop at the idea of the future scene. She hadn't been little with anyone other than Stella but it came so easily to her when she was with the blonde but Sofia was one of the few people who had witnessed their interaction and since the domme was part of their future it made sense for them to try things together. They both ate their treats and Josephine put down her tub with a grin, "I'm done Momma. Can we go and look at the shops? I want a new coloring book."

Stella held Josephine’s hand as they walked inside her suite, Josie carrying Jasper and the bag that contained her new coloring book. It was a good day. They’d had a fun night but now it was time for bed. “Alright my darling, put your stuff down and let’s get ready for bed. It’s getting late and even Momma’s sleepy” Stella cooed, squeezing the brunette’s hand before letting it fall.

Josephine huffed and puffed at having to get ready for bed when she really wanted to color but one look at Stella's face and she knew she wasn't getting away with anything else. The day had been wonderful and she didn't really want to end on a bad note. She had time in the morning to color so Josephine got changed, brushed her teeth and let Stella brush her hair before she tucked her into bed. Cuddled against her momma and full of joy that they were indeed moving forward, they had some rules and plans the brunette's eyes were starting to close before Stella even reached the end of the story.

[shuttercaelan]

New

Who: Caelan Smythe & @emryshudson-sub

Where: Caelan’s room

When: Scene week

What: Impact play

Emrys hadn't actually done anything with Caelan, he knew he was different than Sebastian but in person and in a scene what was he like? That's what made him nervous. At this point Emrys was used to submitting so that couldn't be it. Those nerve thoughts where obvious as he arrived at the others door and knocked before kneeling down. His hands were fidgeting behind his back but he kept his breaths steady.

Caelan wasn't sure how this was going to go but he trusted himself for it to go okay. He heard the knock and smiled to himself, he could do this. The door opening slowly, he licked over his lips. "hello there, Emrys. Please, do come in and sit by the couch, hands in your lap. We need to discuss your limits and safeword before we move onto much more."

Emrys had his eyes closed as he thought about what could happen once that door opened, so when it did he stiffened for a moment listening to him speak. Slowly his shoulder relaxed and Emrys nodded "Yes Sir " he said softly before standing up and moving to sit by the couch. His hand were on his lap and he waited quietly for the other to join him and to start the conversation

Caelan shut the door. He walked over and ran his fingers along Emrys' cheek and then ran his fingers through the boy's hair. "So tell me more about you and what you might want to learn. Also please tell me of your limits and safeword, we want to do this the right way." Tilting his head to look up at him. Caelan smiled to try and reassure him.

Emrys needed to relax, he had gotten to a point where he thought he had beaten the nerves that he was now trying to swallow down again. He smiled softly though when the switcch sat next to him and lifted his chin "Not much to know about me Sir, I'm always eager to learn more of course Sir. Though I am eager to push my level of pain with you tonight Sir." He said as he tried to not fidget where he sat "Apple is my safe word, as for limits not much I think. Just no bodily waist, no breaking bones or causing serious injuries."

Caelan took it all in. He wanted to make sure this was all going to be easy and okay for the boy. "you seem nervous to me. If you are we can just hang out and watch tv. I can't do this kind of thing when you're nervous, Emrys. It involves full trust, do you have full trust in me?" He wanted to know and needed to know the truth to moved them forward.

Emrys closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them and looking at the other "I want this Sir. More than anything." He said doing his best to swallow that nerve down "I trust you Sir, I promise." He said biting his lip softly and letting his shoulders relax "it just takes me a moment to relax at first but I promise I'll be fine for the scene!" He said reaching out for Caelan's hand to try and prove it.

Caelan sighed some. He knew what forcing looked like and wasn't about to have that happen. So sitting back down, he told Emrys' to come lay on the couch. Once his head was on Caelan's lap, he started to play with his hair and rub his hand down the boy's back. "Tell me, why do you like pain?" he felt the need to ask, to know more.

Emrys felt his insides tighten slightly imagining he'd just screwed up. Though he did as he was told and laid on the couch his head nuzzled into the others lap. With a deep exhale he shrugged "why? I've never thought of why I like. I didn't even I know I did till Sir Nate tested my pain tolerance and I discovered not only is it pretty high but I liked it. There was something about trusting him to hurt me, but to know how to do it." He spoke letting himself relax under the fingers through his hair "maybe it stems back to control. I like giving up all control and knowing my Dom is going to take care of me. I like the idea of being fully dependent on a Dom." His eyes were closing in content as he spoke.

Caelan just listened to Emrys as he spoke about it all. What was better was that he was finally and really relaxing there with him. His fingers tugged softly at the boy's hair. "What is the tolerance you got to pain with him? I need to know so I can push you more and see just how good you are, Emrys." Still watching as the boy relaxed with him there.

Emrys the tug in his hair made Emrys hum happily as he he snuggles into the others lap "we did spanking, a crop and a paddle. Sir." He said softly his eyes still closed but a smile stretched across his face

Caelan having him finally relax there, he moved his hand down some and rubbed over Emrys' ass. "Now do you like to be spanked by a hand? Does it turn you on?" his hand coming down to spank the boy hard and fast. "Or are you more into the pain that comes with leather and wood?" Caelan's words became like a purr.

Emrys hummed as he felt the hand caressing his ass but followed quickly with a gasp of surprise at the slap. Looking up at Caelan he smiled "spanking is fun and it's a good start Sir, but I did prefer, as you said, leather and wood." He replied with a playful smile wiggling his ass a bit

Caelan could tell now that he was ready. "Well then, I think its time you remove your boxers for me and bend over the table. I do believe you've been quite bad and could use a good spanking." Caelan winked to him, letting him know it was only for the scene that he was calling him bad. Caelan reaching for handcuffs and cuffing the boy to the table so he couldn't move. "Now tell sir what you did that was sooo bad."

Emrys opened his eyes to look up at Caelan with a smile before trying to hide that smile "I've been very naughty Sir." He said with a mock tone of sadness. Stripping off his boxers he positioned himself over the table and smiled as the cuff tightened around his wrists. After thinking a moment he looked over at Caelan "I didn't clean up my lunch mess Sir. I was a slob."

Caelan nodded to him. "Well then I think I'm going to have to have you lick the floor clean after I spank you for being so bad." With that, he ran his hands along the boy's ass. How he loved the control and what he could do with it.Humming softly, he finally brought his hand down on the fair skin twice. "So pretty when its pink. Now I think you should get a few from the paddle. Such a bad boy you've been after all."

Emrys rested his forehead on the coffee table getting ready for what was to come. He let out a sharp gasp as the hand connected with his ass and he jumped slightly. When the second one came he let out a shudder and bit his lip. He looked back over at Caelan and nodded "I think the paddle will really help me learn from what i've done wrong Sir. Plus I really do love when my ass is bright red. Please turn it that way Sir." He pleaded wiggling his ass playfully.

Caelan grinned. "Oh I plan to." Once his words were done, Caelan took great care in aiming the paddle just right to hit him in place that was safe. Four paddles in, Caelan stepped back and rubbed over the skin. "Still not very red." With that, he grabbed a short whip and held it out. "This should do. Now after each one, i want you to thank me for turning your bottom red. You will recieve 10 swats."

Emrys took a steady breath and readied himself for the impact he knew as coming. The paddle as different than a hand, it caused him to gasp sharply and grip the table slightly. When the last one came he could feel himself already getting hard and he whimpered softly. Emrys gave a nod, his heart racing a tad at the sight of the whop, it was his fist time with one but he was eager for it to "Yes sir." He said softly as he readied himself for the new impact.

Caelan watched him and saw how he was prepping for it. He kneeled and rubbed the skin. "if you're too ready for the impact you're going to hurt yourself. I need you to relax for me, relax your body again." Watching, he waited for the signs that he was ready and relaxed. Once he was, Caelan stood again, and stuck him with the short whip, waiting for him to speak.

Emrys took a breath and nodded "Yes Sir, Sorry sir." he said softly and closed his eyes for a moment as he relaxed his body. When the rubbing stopped he was breathing softly and evenly when the whip came down and Emrys gasped out as the stinging came. The pain was different but not un-welcomed and after he had adjusted to the new pain he spoke "Thank you for making my ass red Sir." He panted slightly

Caelan nodded to him. "That was one." With that, Caelan took each hit and waited for this words. He counted for him as well. With the last one done, Caelan untied him and moved him to lay on the couch as he kissed his temple. "Good boy. I'll be right back with some soothing cream." He whispered and left for the bedroom returning with the lotion. "lay on your stomach for me if you can."

Emrys took each whip a they came, the pain was more intense then the paddle but he made sure to thank Caelan after each one. When it was over he could feel his ass throbbing and his breath was shaky. As he was untied he moved to the couch a tad weakly as he laid down. He nodded stretching out on his stomach wincing as he did. He was coming down from his high and could feel the stinging pain.

Caelan sat next to him, rubbing the lotion into his skin to pull down the sting some. Once he was done, Caelan moved to sit on the couch with emrys' head in his lap. He softly put a blanket over him and played with his hair. "How are you feeling now?"

Emrys gasped at the lotion, at fist having contact on his pulsing skin caused pain but soon it was soothing and becoming more bearable. Snuggling his head against Caelan's lap he smiled "Drained, and hurting a bit, but not like in a bad way. Mostly just tired now." he hummed

Caelan nodded. "Not surprising at all. Well you can rest now, I'll be right here and after you've gotten some sleep you can take a bath. Sound good?" Caelan smiling down to him.

Emrys smiled up at him for a moment "I can sleep here?" he asked a tad hopeful. The idea of putting his pants on and walking home kinda was off putting at that exact moment "It sounds wonderful Sir."

Caelan nodded. 'yeah, you can sleep on the couch right now for a bit before you bathe and I release you, so please, sleep and relax. I won't go anywhere."

Emrys nodded and place a kiss to Caelan's leg "Thank you Sir, for everything." He said sleepily before his eyes slid shut and in time Emrys was asleep.

[thepeppermintqueen]

BARBIE; ft: monicaberry & frankiewilde.

Pepper was happy to have two of her favorites coming over for a scene. She already had Monica over and dressed. She looked good as a doll and the right amount of makeup making her look like a little blowup doll covered in latex and gagged. She wasn't tied up yet, because Pepper had her preparing the dinner for her and Frankie. The latex left her nipples, pussy and asshole out to be played with as they please and Pepper had many toys laid about her dining room for the two dommes to enjoy. She was happy to 'ignore' Monica as she moved about, her eyes still on the submissive. Hearing knocking on the door, Pepper smiled. "The door, little dolly. Make sure you greet my guest on your knees."

Monica was beyond excited to be scening with Pepper and Frankie, especially given the scenario Pepper had in mind for her. The sight and smell of the latex she was covered in permeated her senses, and the gag in her mouth combined with the way that Pepper simply went about her business and made as if she was there turned her on even more than she'd expected. The Domme had given her a look at herself in the mirror once her clothes and makeup were done, and Monica adored it. She looked for all the world like a doll, inanimate and ready to be toyed with. When she heard the knock at the door and Pepper's instructions, she nodded and got on her knees to crawl to the door. She opened it carefully and looked up at Frankie with her best blank stare, wanting to complete the image of herself as a doll.

Frankie gave a small the the painted toy that had opened the door for the blonde. “Well isn’t this lovely?” She smiled, squatting slightly to rub her fingers over Monica’s uncovered breasts and a pinch at her nipple. “Such a beautiful doll you have,” she said to pepper, though still looking at Monica. She gave a smile before walking further into the room to meet her dominant friend with a smile and a kiss. “Hey beautiful,” She hummed with her hands on Peppers waste, “so what’s on the agenda for tonight?”

Pepper was happy as she sat in her chair, waiting for Frankie to come inside and she stood up once the other domme was in the room, watching her play with Monica with a grin on her lips. " She is a gorgeous little doll." She said with a wide smile before kissing the other dominant with a grin on her lips. "Tonight, we're going to feast. Both on food and the doll. For now, she's going to get the first course and serve us. " Pepper said, directing Monica without really speaking to her. She looked up at Frankie with a smirk. "I've laid out a lot of toys to use on her. She's very excited. I've written out her limits, safeword and gesture on a piece of paper by your chair."

Monica hummed into her gag as Frankie played with her breasts, blinking as her nipple was pinched. The way that the Domme directed her compliments to Pepper rather than to her was a subtle reinforcement of her role, and she stayed kneeling at the door without moving, just listening as Pepper and Frankie got caught up, until she heard the indirect order from Pepper's lips. Getting to her feet once more, she made her way across the suite accompanied by the quiet squeaking noises of the latex that she was covered in. She moved into the kitchen, plating the first course of their dinner and setting a plate carefully in front of Pepper before repeating the process for Frankie. With that accomplished, Monica stood silently between the two Dommes and stared blankly ahead. If either of them wanted her out of the way she knew she'd find out.

Frankie hummed against Peppers lips a moment before pulling away to hear the other Domme’s reply. Frankie immediately looked at the paper, reading it thouroughly as she nodded. “Fair enough, good to know,” she agreed, taking it all in mind before going to sit at the table. Frankie was very impressed by the girl’s cooking skills and made a mental note to tell the girl later, not wanting to break the current headspace monica was in. “Well this smells amazing, Pepper,” she commented, slowly digging in and making no mention to the latex doll near them.

Pepper focused on Frankie with a grin, as their lips were pressed together. She tucked a piece of blonde hair behind the other's ear with a smile. She made sure she did what she could to make the night run smoothly. Taking a moment, she smiled as she sat down. It did smell amazing and Monica was doing beautifully standing there and looking like a cute little doll. "Terribly hard as it is to find good helpers, I think this one is definitely a keeper." She said in a teasing voice. The first course she let slide without hassling Monica, keeping a steady conversation, but when she served the second, the domme got up and picked up a princess plug. Having prepped Monica beforehand, she slid it in with a smile and a spank on her ass.

Monica was deep in her own head, her mind all but blank as she stood there between Pepper and Frankie. She was ready to react to commands, either implicit or explicit, but beyond that she could stand there for as long as she was required. The way that Pepper had done her up had her perfectly content in being on display, and she hoped that both of them enjoyed the view. As the two dommes finished their first course, Monica removed their plates and served the next, gasping into her gag when Pepper pushed the princess plug into her and gave her a quick spank. When she took up position between them again it was with the delicious feeling of the plug filling her and she knew that the feeling would only get more intense as she stood there.

Frankie carried on with Pepper while they are enjoying the food, the company and the entertainment. “Oh it’s definitely help worth keeping around, beautiful,” Frankie agreed as she watched Pepper plug monica. Frankie started on the second course a little slower, deciding after a couple bites to have her own spin of the girl. “Closer doll,” she beckoned with a finger, “bend over the table,” she ordered, getting up to stand next to the vent submissive and pushed two fingers inside her. “Mmm so tight,” Frankie moaned, moving her fingers in and out, “but not nearly wet enough.” She clicked her young a few times, fingering the submissive girl hard and fast before taking her fingers out of the girl and slapping them against her pussy. “Whatever should we do about that, Pepper?” She asked, giving monica several hard slaps to her ass, alternating cheeks.

Pepper was excited as their meal began to the main course, Monica. She took another bite of her food before she got up to watch Frankie begin to play with the girl She was so cutely plugged and Frankie looked attractive as ever as she pushed her fingers in and out of the doll. Pepper joined her with the tongue clicking. "You're right." She said in a flirty voice, spreading her legs a big wider to put Monica on display as Frankie spanked her. Pepper's hand moved to twist and tug on the girl's exposed nipples, tugging on her hair as well as they both gave her a rough treatment. Leaning over, Pepper found a bullet and held it over the girl's clit for a moment before taking it away, repeating it as she teased her. "Mmm, definitely more wet now."

Monica was quick to follow Frankie's instructions, shuffling closer to the table and bending over it as far as she could. She was glad for the gag in that moment, because it was the only thing keeping a delighted smile from her face. Being on display for the two dommes was amazing, being played with would be even better. A muffled moan came from behind the gag in her mouth as two fingers entered her and began to thrust in and out, Monica's body lighting under up under the attention. When Pepper spread her legs further she complied easily, moaning again as Pepper roughly pulled and twisted at her nipples. Monica was in heaven as the two dommes put her to use. The sudden slap against her pussy made her squeal into the gag, and the continued spanking as well as the buzzing toy against her clit was definitely having the effect that Pepper announced. She was very wet, and very eager.

Frankie moaned quietly as both she and pepper began to play with the girl who stood and bent so obediently at even the slightest request. Frankie stepped back slightly as Pepper used the vibe on Monica, watching the latex toy react. As Monica’s muffled moans came out and the vibe continued, Frankie gave more hard spanks to her bare ass, watching the pigment turn a bright hot pink. She found another plug on the table of toys and squatted underneath the girl, working the thick toy slowly up into her dripping core. “I love a toy fully plugged up, don’t you, sweetheart?” She asked Pepper, tapping both inserted plugs of Monica’s pussy and ass.

Pepper almost danced as she stood, beyond excited that this scene was unfolding in front of her. Monica was beautiful and Frankie was gorgeous, even more so when she was being dominant like she was. Hearing Monica's little muffled moans and the way the latex was beginning to be even more shiny with her juices. It was such an erotic scene to the girl as she kept teasing her clit, knowing she was dripping now. Pepper smiled, feeling as if she was almost drink as she nodded with a hum. "It's the best way to have a toy, full for us." The redhead said, moving back to snap a picture with her phone of Monica. "And this toy couldn't get anymore gorgeous than right now." Pepper reached over, grabbing a pair f nipple clamps and attaching them.

Monica was absolutely revelling in the moment, Frankie's firm spanks on her ass making her head spin and the pain mixed with pleasure leaving her breathless. The noises from behind her gag got louder as the domme got down between her legs, working a thick plug into her and leaving her filled in both holes. Pepper's attention to her clit made her whine helplessly, overstimulated and loving it. Having Pepper take pictures of her only added to the feeling of being on display, and Monica would have smiled for it if she could. The clamps bit down hard on her nipples, making her jerk slightly in her bonds - a motion that only made the plugs inside of her shift slightly, sending her reeling all over again. The urge to cum was powerful, but she was sure that wasn't on the menu.

Frankie giggled quietly as Monica whined and muffled her moans behind the gag in her mouth. The added aesthetics of the clamps hanging off her perfect tits amazed the blonde Domme. “Oh that’s is beautiful,” she moaned, tugging on the clamps a bit before standing up and moving towards Pepper, bringing her into a hot needy kiss. “This is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” she whispered against the plump lips of the petite Domme. She looked back at the writhing submissive and licked her lips, “what are your continued plans for our toy?”

Pepper couldn’t help but shake her head in amusement at Frankie’s giggle. Looking at Monica, she looked gorgeous. Her holes were full, she was very wet and the clamps on her nipples were the cherry on top. “Incredibly so.” She agreed. Monica was more than a sight and it was always so fun to play with a doll and it had been so long. Pepper returned the kiss eagerly, her hand squeezing the side of the other girl as she arched into her body, her own moan mingling into the kiss. She grinned when Frankie spoke, glad that she had impressed. “It really is. Such a beautiful little doll.” She said, looking at Monica. A mischievous smirk crossed her lips. “As beautiful as it is gagged, I think her mouth can be put to better use. And I’ll enjoy seeing you get ate out very much.” Pepper said, her mouth dipping to kiss along the neck of the blonde domme as her hands explored her gorgeous body. Licking her lips when she moved away, she removed the gas from Monica’s mouth.

Monica whined softly into her gag as Frankie pulled at the chain dangling between her breasts. The bite of the clamps was delicious torture, and Monica felt nothing but bliss. She stayed bent over the table as Frankie and Pepper exchanged kisses and touches, not looking back as she writhed in an effort to find a position that would relieve the ache between her legs. When Pepper removed her gag a moment later, Monica licked her lips and formed her mouth into a perfect O - the image of a sex doll all over. She didn't need explicit instructions to know what she was meant to do next, and she turned and got to her knees - holding in a moan as both plugs moved inside of her - facing Frankie. With her makeup and the shape of her mouth, there was no doubt what she looked like - and she loved it. Everything about the scene was turning her on, and she was eager to please Frankie.

Frankie nodded and hummed, “oh that sounds just lovely. I could use a good pussy licking,” she agreed as if makin a business arrangement. She leaned against the table, moving her panties to the side as Pepper prepared the toy. Monica looked so beautiful as a human blow up doll and Frankie pulled the girl’s head so her face was pressed between her legs. “That’s a good doll. Use your tongue and make me cum,” she ordered, moving Monica’s head against her dripping core, moaning out as the submissive began.

Pepper loved the way that Monica's mouth turned into a perfect O and she moved down onto her knees, like a perfect little sex doll and Pepper couldn't help her smirk. She moved behind the beautiful blonde as she began using Monica. Her dainty fingers found Frankie's nipples and began to play with her breasts as her mouth found the skin of her neck to enjoy.

Monica didn't respond, at least not verbally - despite the fact that she was no longer gagged, she was still a doll. And dolls didn't speak, or think for themselves. She let Frankie pull her eagerly toward her core and got quickly to work with her tongue, dragging it through Frankie's folds and tracing a path to her clit. She pulled the stiff bud between her lips and lapped roughly at it, trying to give the Domme as much pleasure as possible. Behind her she could feel Pepper leaning in, and another pleasurable shiver wracked her small frame. To be used without acknowledgement was much more fun than she'd anticipated. Releasing Frankie's clit, Monica's tongue dove into her folds and explored thoroughly.

Frankie moaned as Monica licked and sucked at her pussy and the added excitement of Pepper's mouth on her skin and her fingers pinching her nipples. "Mmmmm so good," she moaned, placing a hand at Pepper's face to pull her up, kissing her heatedly as Monica worked over her core with her tongue. "Mmm, the doll gives such good head," she moaned against Frankie's lips, her whines and moans getting needier as Monica brought her closer to her climax. "Oh god yes...yes," she moaned, pressing her forehead to Pepper's before cumming loudly, her body shaking from overwhelming pleasure, "Oh god! So good!"

Pepper was actually more of a giver than a receiver, so a lot of her scenes ended without getting off herself, which she didn't mind, she liked getting others off, which is why this was so good to the domme, watching Monica work Frankie over as she got to taste and play with her friend as well. She eagerly kissed her, loving how heated and passionate the blonde was as she got louder and louder. "She has a fantastic little mouth, such a proper little toy." Pepper breathed as she watched the other, seeing her body shake and move with her orgasm as she ran her hands all over her body. She moaned herself as she watched. "God, you're so beautiful when you come undone, Franks."

Monica could hear the praise from Frankie's lips, but she didn't need to respond - she kept her mouth busy doing what she'd been told to do, knowing that above her Frankie and Pepper had their own contact going on. Despite her doll mindset, she couldn't help but be a little bit proud of herself when Frankie came and made sure to clean her slowly and thoroughly, moaning at the taste of her. With that accomplished she stayed on her knees, mouth still pressed to Frankie's core, not moving unless and until someone gave her an order.

Frankie moaned quietly as she came down, shivering under Peppers touches. “That was exactly what I needed,” She hummed, giving Pepper another sweet kiss. She enjoyed the light touches of Monica’s tongue as her licks went from hard and fast to delicate, cleaning the mess of release on Frankie’s folds. Once she was down, Frankie moved Monica’s head and focused her attention back on Pepper. “You really should give the toy a spin, Pepper dear. It’s a really good toy and gives a great orgasm.”

Pepper definitely planned at some point to give Monica a try, especially as she heard Frankie come so beautifully, her hand moving up and down her body as she came down. Pepper looked at the toy, still on her knees and mouth open, which made her grin widely. “Mmm, in due time. Right now, I have something for us to do in the back room.” She told the other, before leading her away, letting the toy stay on her knees.

[thistleandthorn-rpg]

Could you explain scene week, please?

Sure thing! So here’s the original post:

From the 9th of October through the 16th, characters can do scenes for points. There’s a limit of 5 scenes per character, and scenes must involve different people. Scenes can have multiple people involved and the scene can count for each participant. Scenes have to be played out - No Head canons will be accepted. We accept paras, chatzys, googledocs posted on the dash by 11:59pm on 10/16. For each completed scene, characters will receive 50 points. Scenes can be anything they would have realistically learned in class. So…really anything bdsm-y. Tag finished para’s/chatzy posts with gleedsmscene2. Please make sure you tag it correctly so that it counts.

Recap:

every character can count 5 scenes for points. They can do more scenes to help others (or if some scenes might not get finished), but only 5 will count for points. Each completed scene is worth 50 points, so if characters get all 5, they can get 250 points.

Scenes are just done as normal scenes, so they can happen wherever the characters want. 

A character cannot do two scenes with the same person for them to count. We don’t want to encourage bubbling for this event so Characters needs to be working with different characters throughout the event. 

I cannot express this enough: The scenes cannot be HC’d. No part of them can be HC’d, though I won’t cry if set up or aftercare is rushed to get to the ‘meat of the scene.’ 

Make sure the tag is correct. gleedsmscene2. 

[switchorionchang]

Orion and Nick || Scene Week

Orion and @submissivelynick

Scene: Pet play

Date: 10/10/17

Nick was feeling a little more himself today after having done his first scene the evening before, but he was still pretty down on himself. He wanted to focus on the present, though, and be a good boy for Orion. Between their bingo scene and the awkward fair date with his sister that he'd tagged along for, they didn't have the closest relationship, but Nick was hopeful that this scene would go well for them both. He knelt down in front of Orion's door and knocked twice before settling back to wait.

Orion realized he hadn't done anything you could describe as a proper bdsm scene since the first. He was feeling rusty, to be sure, but still willing. He had a fondness for Nick, since before he had become "Bethan's brother" in his mind. And now that that was a melancholy thought, he had to attribute something else to him, and he hoped this would help. Opening the door, wearing his pants from earlier but just a zip up hoodie vest, he stepped back. "Hello, Nick, why don't you crawl on in inside?"

Nick smiled up at Orion, though the expression faltered a bit when he noticed that he'd changed from his outfit earlier. "You changed, Sir," he commented dumbly before shaking his head a little to clear it. "Yes, of course. Thank you, Sir." He blushed a little as he started to make his way into the Switch's suite, staying on his hands and knees until he was well inside, at which point he sat back on his heels and looked up at Orion, his face still a bit red.

Orion shook his head and looked down at himself and back at Nick, chuckling. "Yes? Sweet of you to notice. That jacket was kind of tight in the arms, which is fine if you're fairly idle, but not as much when you might want to be moving your arms around. Plus... might get deodorant stains or something." He closed the door behind Nick and then circled around him with interest. "Now... you like pet play, I believe? Remind me what kind of animal you like to be. And how far have you gone with it? As in- did you only communicate in barks, or were you allowed words?"

Nick nodded. "Of course, Sir, that makes sense," he said. "I like all of your outfits, but if we're gonna do a scene, you're probably right." He swallowed a little and watched as Orion moved about him, his heart rate starting to pick up a little. "I do like pet play, Sir, yeah. I've done puppy play and kitten play before, and I'm open to other animals, but being a pup is my favorite. I've done... a lot with it, Sir. Just communicating in barks, yeah, and pretty much everything. The only thing I haven't really done with it is bathroom-type play."

Orion smiled at Nick, stopping in front of him as he spoke. "Kitten play too, huh? That seems cute." He nodded, reaching down to tousled and play with Nick's hair. 'For some reason, we seem to have the two gendered. Girls for kittens, boys for puppies, etc. Though I admit, I can see you as a pup. Pretty much everything... can you elaborate on that any further? Or would you like to play and we can just... go from there?"

Nick gave an affirmative hum at the question. "The kitten play was just once, Sir, for the last scene week actually. But like I said, I'm open to whatever you'd like best. I don't know if gender really plays that much into it, but I guess I can see that, too. If you have any specific questions, I can get into what I've done, Sir, but chances are I've at least tried whatever you're thinking of, and I'm open to anything related to pet play, even the things I haven't tried yet. I'm definitely open to just starting and seeing where it takes us."

Orion shook his head, licking his lips. "I just mean that... most people seem to associate it that way. That some might not think of you being anything but a puppy when they first hear you like it." Tilting his head in thought when Nick said that the chances were he'd tried it, he rubbed his own jaw. "I've actually never done anything with pet play outside of class, so I guess you'll be the more experienced of the two of us. I suppose we should just start with puppy play, maybe transition to another animal if we feel like it another time."

Nick 's mouth opened in a little o, and he nodded. "That makes sense, Sir," he said with a little nod. "And I don't mind being more experienced. Everyone has to start somewhere, y'know?" He smiled, glad that Orion was willing to try this with him. "How would you like to start?"

Orion nodded and smiled at Nick when he said that someone had to start somewhere, he licked his lips in thought. "Okay, well, firstly, you will only be communicating like a puppy, only breaking when I tell you to or to use the stoplight system. Do you have any questions before I go and get some gear to help us both get into the mindset?"

Nick nodded at the instructions. "Understood, Sir," he said, and he could feel his body already starting to fill with excited energy for the upcoming scene. "The only question I have is about the communication, Sir... Do you want to do a one bark no, two barks yes sort of thing, or just barks only, with no meaning attached?"

Orion hesitated at the question, going over things in his head before shaking his head. "No... I'm sure you'll be able to express your sentiment in your face and the way you sound. If we're struggling with it later on, then we can adjust to that, but for now... just be a carefree little pup, yes?" He played with Nick's hair again before going into the other room to get a collar, a leash, and a soft stress ball he figured could be useful for 'fetch.' Once he had the items in hand, he came back into the living room and scooted his coffee table off toward a wall and approached the submissive with a collar. "Good boys hold still to get their collars on."

Nick gave Orion a big smile as he was petted, followed by a little, "Arf!" He waited patiently while Orion left the room and watched in curiosity when he returned and started moving furniture rather than bringing the gear directly over to him. The reason for moving the table clicked into place a moment later, though, and he barked again, just for fun. When Orion came over to him, he sat up a little bit straighter and held his head high to give him access to his neck for the collar.

Orion smiled at Nick's enthusiasm for the play, since an enthusiastic pet made for a very relaxed turn as the owner of said pet. "Who's a good boy." He said in a playful voice, leaning down and in to secure the collar around his neck and check the snugness of it. Satisfied, he released the collar and tousled Nick's hair again. "Sweet, sweet boy. Do you want to play some fetch?" He asked as he stepped back over to the couch to sit down and pick up the stress ball.

Nick barked again after Orion had fitted the collar around his neck. It had been a while since he'd worn one of these, and it felt good to have it back on again. He was a little surprised he was staying dressed for this, but he didn't mind that at all. He barked another time at the mention of playing fetch, 'standing up' on his knees and holding his hands in front of his chest while he waited eagerly for Orion to throw the ball for him.

Orion had sat down when he realized something that made him want to hit his own forehead. Clothes! Shaking his head at himself, he leaned back. "Hold on... something missing." He set the ball back down and held up his hand as he stood. "Stay. Good puppy." Quickly moving to the other room, he grabbed up some knee pads and wrist/palm bracers, bringing them back with him. "Let's get the puppy all nice and cozy.... Let's take off everything but the underwear, hmm?" He nodded, smiling brightly at Nick to cover his own embarrassment.

Nick frowned as he sat back down on his heels, not really sure what was going on. He relaxed when he saw Orion return with the extra gear, and he started to move his hands up to let them get put on, but he was moving too quickly. At the mention of taking his clothes off, he barked happily and started to sway his ass back and forth as if he were wagging an invisible tail. He brought his hands to his shirt and pushed at the hem with his palms, trying to indicate that he wasn't quite sure how to undress himself like this and wanted Orion's help.

Orion pursed his lips so he wouldn't smile too much as Nick tried to undress as a puppy, thinking about telling him he could do it normally, but he didn't want to yank him in and out of the mindset, so he got down on the floor with him and helped pull off the shirt and tossed it onto his couch. "Lay down, pup!" He made a gesture toward the floor, his hand flattening horizontally, then quickly undid his pants and slipped his fingers in the waist band to pull them down. He realized that his fingers must have grabbed his underwear too when he started to see more flesh than he expected, but decided he didn't care enough about their being on to bother stopping now as he was moving them down. Stripping Nick naked, he reached down to rub the sub's stomach, cooing, "Such a good boy. Give me your paw." He fitted the bracers on each wrist, with a loop for the thumb to go through so the palm had some padding as well, then got the knee pads on him as well while he lay on Orion's carpet. "So good... you can get back up now."

Nick let Orion undress him, helping out as much as he could without actually using his hands or anything. It was a little strange to him how much he liked this, having someone else actually take his clothes off, and he gave a little bark when he felt the cool air against his cock. He did just as he was told to have the padding secured on his wrists and knees, and he climbed back up onto his hands and knees when he was allowed to. "Arf! Arf!" he barked, nudging his head into Orion's thigh. He looked around to see if he could see where he'd placed the stress ball, and he noticed it on the coffee table. Without waiting for permission, he crawled over and picked the ball up in his mouth so that he could bring it back over and present it to Orion.

Orion straightened up once Nick was back up on all fours, smiling at the nudge against his thigh. He watched where Nick trotted off to and decided to sit back down on the couch, chuckling as he brought the ball over. "Oohh, I see the sweet pup does want to play fetch, hmm?" He took it from between Nick's teeth and tossed it up in the air and caught it again before holding it out and shaking it. "Ready? Ready? Fetch!" He lowered the ball and rolled it across the floor, knowing bouncing could make it erratically go anywhere at hit anything, so he'd rather keep it somewhat simple for him.

Nick followed the path of the ball with his head as Orion tossed it up in the air and then shook it in front of him. He gave a little bark at the repeated question and continued watching the ball was it was rolled across the floor. Before it stopped, he hurried off after it, capturing it between his wrists so that he could easily pick it up in his mouth and bring it back to Orion once more. He swayed his ass on his path back and didn't stop moving it once he was back in front of Orion, proudly holding the ball up to him in his mouth.

Orion grinned lazily as he watched Nick's very realistic interpretation of a dog catching the ball, stopping it with his front legs. His eyes lingered briefly on Nick's swaying ass before focusing on what was important at hand. "What an enthusiastic pup you are." He reached down to rub his fingers through Nick's hair against his scalp, then quickly snatched the ball up and rolled it off again, chuckling as he leaned back against the couch.

Nick pressed his head into Orion's head, enjoying the all-too-fleeting petting that he was getting. Watching the ball get sent away again, he followed it across the room before picking it up the same way as before and bringing him back to the other. This time, he dropped it down at his feet and nudged his knee with his head, trying to get some more pets.

Orion watching Nick come back but drop the ball, he leaned forward again, realizing what Nick might be looking for more than him tossing the ball again. One hand went through his hair and the other stroke down Nick's back, acting as though he was a dog in that he didn't rub down and then up, but down and then started back up at the top again. "Sweeet babe... can I have a kiss?" He made kissy noises before offering his jaw/cheek.

Nick panted softly when Orion started to pet him, giving him exactly what he wanted. He barked once at the question, then pushed himself up onto his knees and used his arms for leverage on Orion's lap so that he could get up to his face. He didn't want to just lick him like a dog would, so he went for a wet, sloppy kiss instead, right along his jawline.

Orion was surprised that Nick didn't lick him because it's what a dog would have done. Still, he smiled and drew his head back, lightly scratching Nick behind the ears. He ended up moving down and lightly wrestling with his pup, getting him on his back so he could give him more belly rubs and playfully growled back at him, as one might do with their own dog. "You can't win! Submittt!"

Nick leaned into Orion's touch again and let out a little oof as he landed on the floor with Orion above him. He couldn't help but laugh a little, though after a second, he did his best to stop the sound from coming out and instead gave a few "Arf!"s in a row. The belly rubs felt good, and eventually, he lifted his paws up next to his face in surrender.

Orion tsked at Nick for laughing, but couldn't help but smile at the sound. After playing with him and getting Nick to surrender to him, he got off of him, now wanting to Nick to get any rug burn from squirming on the floor too much. "Come on, pups.. why don't you get on the couch with me and lay your head on my lap? I'll put on something to watch and you can get all the pets you want." He brushed his knuckles lightly against Nick's cheek before getting himself on the couch, adjusting his pants to get comfortable.

Nick barked loudly in excitement for getting petted again. He pulled himself up onto the couch, struggling a little to keep his movements more pup-like than human-like, but he managed. He rolled onto his side so that he could see the TV, and he rested his head in Orion's lap. He was half-hard right now, but he didn't particularly care; instead, he was just happy to be lying there with someone he trusted who was making sure he didn't have to worry about anything at the moment.

Orion cooed another "Good boy" as Nick got comfortable. "I do love puppy cuddles." Petting Nick's hair and down his side and arm, he flicked through Netflix until he found something light and fun to watch, for both of them to enjoy together while also getting to soak up the pet play. Yes, Orion decided, he would have to do this again.

Nick smiled to himself at the praise. "Arf! Arf!" he barked, trying to say me too. Having Orion's hand on him to pet him was nice, and he enjoyed being able to relax while still in pup mode. Hopefully, he thought as he settled down to watch what Orion had picked for them, he'd get submit for the Switch again sometime.

[domitxnate]

SCENE WEEK - Emrys and Nate

Who: Nate Lynn and Emrys Hudson @emryshudson-sub

When: 10/09, Nate’s room.

Notes: Orgasm Denial, Impact. 

Emrys was glad that the nerves he was feeling when he first had gotten to the school and first interacted with Nate were no where near as bad now. Sure he felt his heart picking up speed as he walked to the Dom's dorm room door and his hands shake a bit but that was manageable now. Maybe it was the fact that this scene was actually one that got points, maybe that what was making Emrys nervous. Arriving at Nate's door he knocked softly before dropping to his knees, head down and his hands clasped behind his back.

Nate was very much enjoying his time with Emrys. He was so innocent some ways, and so very not in others. He enjoyed having another slutty boy hanging around and was certainly excited for their next scene. Nate crossed the room as he heard the knock on the door, opening it to see the sweet boy kneeling so well for him. "Well hello there, darling," he smiled, "c'mon. There's lube and a plug on the coffee table. Make a show of puttin' it in for me."

Emrys used the time kneeling in front of the others door letting the little time he had to close his eyes and take a few moments to relax himself. He was at a point where he was trusting Nate so he wanted to be right for the other. Hearing the door opened it took everything he had not to look but after being instructed to come in he smiled up at Nate as he stood "Hello sir." He chimed happily before stepping inside the door. Emrys wasted no time taking off his clothes and folded them neatly in a pile. He looked at the plug and lube before grabbing them and smiling eagerly at Nate. Putting a bit of lube on the plug Emrys leaned over the arm of the couch to give Nate a full view of his as as he rubbed the plug teasingly around himself.

Nate moved his way to one of the stools at his counter, settling himself against the counter as he watch Emrys disrobe and settle himself over the arm of the couch. "Nice and slow, darlin," he ordered softly, watching as Emrys began to used the plug in his tight hole. "I wanna hear how good it feels. Don't hold back."

Emrys adjusted himself, looking over his shoulder at Nate he smiled before running the plug slowly around his hole again. A small whimper at first before he pressed slightly into him and pulled back out causing him to moan a bit louder. He repeated slowly circling around and teasing pressure a few times only to cause more small whimpers and moans.

Nate watched intently with a large smile as Emrys played with himself, opening himself up and pressing the plug inside him. “Very good,” he moaned after a minute, freeing his cock from his shorts in front of the boy. “Push it all the way in and crawl over here. Get my cock nice and hard.”

Emrys smiled over his shoulder at the other before sliding the plug fully inside himself with a moan. Humming at the full feeling he got off the arm of the couch and crawled over to Nate where he knelt smiling up Nate. Reaching up he ran his fingers over the other dick before grasping it and stroking it for a few moments before closing the space to slowly kiss along the others length.

Nate moaned quietly as Emrys' lips fluttered over his shaft, the excitement already starting to move throughout his body. Nate was certainly in a mood, however, and gripped the boy's hair between his fingers. "Cmon, pet," he growled, "Ya wanna feel my cock inside ya? Then ya need to earn it."

Emrys hummed as he heard the moan he got from Nate. The hand in his hair mixed with the dom's words rippled through him and he did want Nate, he wanted him rather than the plug inside him so he wasted no time wrapping his lips around the others dick and taking him sall the way down.

Nate growled loudly as Emrys followed Nate’s orders, swallowing his rod deep into his throat. “There ya go...suckbit down,” he encouraged as he thrusted his hips into Emrys’ face. After a few thrusts, Nate held the boy’s head in place, thrusting his cock all the way in and held it there a few seconds before pulling Emrys off roughly to give air.

Emrys had just started to bob his head, taking him deeply each time. When Nate started thrusting Emrys did his best to take each thrust. When Nate had come to a small pause Emrys gaged slightly his eyes filling with tears. He only gave a small cough as Nate pulled out. Emry smiling up at him as he wiped some saliva off his chin.

Nate moaned as he looked down at the drooling boy, repeating one more time of holding Emrys onto his cock, listening to the boy cough and gasp for breath as he pulled him away. "Mmm, such a good boy. Ya love chokin' on my cock like that, don't ya?" he moaned before getting up and walking towards the bedroom, "Cmon, pet," he beckoned and once in the room, he laid down on the bed. "Take the plug out and get on. I want ya to ride me like the needy boy ya are."

Emrys gagged and chocked around Nates cock for a second time before smiling and nodding "I love chocking on your cock sir." Emrys purred before crawling behind Nate to the bedroom and wat as he lays down before pulling the plug out and putting it aside. Crawling onto of Nate Emrys wastes no time lowering himself onto the dom's dick and let's himself adjust as he sits all the way down. After a moment he starts to bounce his hips up and down on the others dick moaning.

Nate laid on the bed with his hands under his head as he watched Emrys climb up, quickly replacing the plug iwth the Dom's cock, slowly working himself up and down it. Once Emrys starting to rock a little more fluidly, Nate knew that the submissive was more comfortable and maybe he could take this a step further. "Don't be so quiet and timid pet," he moaned as he felt his cock pulse inside the boy, "Let me hear how good that cock feels in ya. How much ya crave it."

Emrys honestly hadn't actually ridden anyone like this much before but finding the rhythm was easy and how deep Nate could get was so good. At his words a moan feel his mouth as his hand rested on the others chest to steady himself "oh god Sir." He moaned out not bothering to silence himself as he moaned and whimpered.

Nate got a bit lost in the feeling as Emrys started his stride, feeling the boy's walls crush against his rod with each movement. As they began to moan together, Nate's need for more was bubbling up through his body and his hand came up and gripped hard into Emrys' hair, "Ya call that loud? C'mon pet, let me hear how much ya love my cock or i'm take it away from ya."

Emrys was happy with the feeling of Nate buried deep inside him. The hand in his hair caused him to moan out but the threat rippled through him. He brought his hips down onto the Dom harder bringing out louder moans "Sir!" He all but shouted as he felt the Dom deep inside of him. His moans were louder and he was sure anyone walking by could hear him.

Nate gripped harder into the boy's hair, loving the loudness, but still missing something. In a quick, fluid motion, Nate switched their roles and and pulled himself out so that he was hovering over the sexy submissive boy. Nate guided his shaft against Emrys' opening, toying with entering again. "Alright, maybe I wasn't clear," he growled, bending down to nip at the boys' neck before soothing the spot with his tongue, "I wanna hear ya tell me how much ya need my cock. How much bein' filled by it makes ya feel. How much you'll do anythin' to feel me fuck ya senseless," Nate growled lowly, another nip clipping at Emrys' flesh.

Emrys loved the sudden change in personality from Nate. A nedy whimper fell at being empty again adn then being teased, that mixed with the teeth at his neck changed the whimper into moans. His head fell backewards into the pillows allowing Nated all the space on his neck that he wanted "Please....Sir" He stared out gripping the bed softly "I need you, I need you in me please. Sir I feel so empty without you please." He looking up into the Dom's face with big needy eyes "Tell me what you want your good boy to do and he'll do it Sir. I need you back in me."

Nate pressed just the head of his cock in the stretched hole before pulling it out again, "Need me, hmm?" he teased. Nate teased a few more times, listening to Emrys' needy begs become more undone, bringing a new smile to Nate's face. "I want my good boy," he moaned, slowly - so so slowly - pushing his cock inside Emrys, "to tell me how hard he want to be fucked. Beg me for it, pet."

Emrys moan and squirmed with each teasing feeling of Nate at his enterance. He wanted nothing more than to feel the other fucking him "Yes Sir, I need you, I need you so bad Sir. Please!" His moans and whimper becoming more and needy "I want to be able to feel you for the next couple days, I want to be reminded of you every time I sit down. Please Sir, please...please."

Nate smiled, thrusting hard and completely entered the boy, groaning loudly as he felt the boys' walls crush against his throbbing length. "There we go!" he encouraged, sitting up to get deeper inside, his hand slapping against Emrys' ass. "That's right...you're gonna feel me for days!" he cried, quickening his pace in and out of the submissive beneath him.

Emrys the sudden impact caused him to cry out loudly Emry's pushed his hips upwards meeting Nates gripping the bed sheets tighter and whimpering "Oh...o-oh god Sir...yeas...please..." he rambled out not even sure what he was even saying anymore.

Nate loved to bring out the loud, needy cries from the submissive as Nate continued to thrust into him. "Fuck yes!" he cried out, feeling himself quickly rising to the edge, which was fine with Nate because he was nowhere near done with Emrys. He knew this was about orgasm denial and he was very ready to use the boy over and over until he was begging Nate to cum. As Nate felt his orgasm hit, he pulled out of Emrys, groaning and growling as he stroked himself to completion, painting Emrys' stomach and chest with his sticky white ribbons.

Emrys thrusted his hips upwards in time to meet Nate's, the noises he was making only seeming to grow louder and louder with each thrust. Emrys wasn't one to normally cum quickly but night now he felt like he could. He was just about to state that the need was there when he was suddenly empty again. Whimpering sadly he squirmed his hips "Sir....please." he pleaded hating this empty feeling. Watching the cum paint his chest Emrys ran his fingers through it smiling up at Nate "please...." he whimpered reacing out to run his finger over the others thigh.

Nate growled as he came down from his amazing high, panting over Emrys for a minute. He heard the light pleas from the boy and kept a smile as he shook his head. "Oh, it's way too soon for that," he said. He drug his fingers lightly over the boy's twitching member, watching some of the precum leak out of it. He ran his fingers over the head, rubbing the cum over Emry's cock, slowly stroking him.

Emrys had known, he had asked for the denial and not he was starting to think himself crazy as he wanted his own release like what Nate had. He whimpered pathetically as he felt the hand on his cock, twitching when the fingers ran over his tip "Sir...." He pleaded biting his lip and arching his hips upwards.

Nate shook his head again as he heard the title whine off Emrys' lips, letting go of the cock. "I control your pleasure, pet," he reminded. "Seems to me ya need to get your mind off what ya want," he explained, "hands and knees, pet," he ordered, waiting for Emrys to comply before landing hard slaps to the boy's ass.

Emrys bit his lip before nodding "I do need to get my mind on something else Sir." he agreed softly before rolling over on the bed and getting into his hands and kneed. The moment the hand landed on his ass he inhaled sharply. Closing his eyes he let thing sting of the slap roll through him.

Nate gave a pause between slaps, letting Emrys' body settle and become used to it before striking again. "Such a pretty pink ass ya gonna have," he murmured, slapping each check hard again. Nate continued for several slaps until the normal pale skin was a screaming pink and reached underneath the boy to stroke him again.

Emrys gave another gasp as he felt the next hand land on his ass cheek. Whimpering softly he gently kneaded the bedding getting readjusted with the slaps that landed on him. The more he got he started to groan and even give a couple hisses of pain. When he was suddenly started being stroked his back relaxed and he moaned "I love when you make my ass pink Sir." He said with a smile as he looked over his shoulder.

Nate smirked back at Emrys, still slowly stroking the boy, "Oh I know ya do. Such a good little pain slut," he murmured, wondering how Emrys would take the name, feeling out just how far Nate might be able to push Emrys. After a moment, Nate sped up, jacking Emrys off quickly, paying attention to how Emrys was reacting and breathing and once the Dom knew how close his pet was, he let go and removed his hands from the boy to allow him to calm.

Emrys blushed at the name but hearing the words come form Nate he whimpered at them. It was oddly hot hearing himself being called a slut and he was okay with it. Emrys's body reacted fairly quickly to the hand, his hips rock into the tight grip and his breathing going from heavy and even to labored and erratic. He could feel that tangled heat building in him "Sir...." he whimpered softly as he was sure he was about to spill over at any moment...and then he was done. He gasped at the sudden stillness but took a few deep breath to refocus himself.

Nate watched Emrys, "Breathe pet. Remember who's pleasure you're here for," Nate said calmly, giving Emrys space but not moving from the spot so that he could be there if Emrys needed anything. Once Emrys' breathing seemed to settle, Nate brought his hand up to Emrys' shoulders and pressed his nails into the flesh, slowly raking them down the length of the boys' spine, watching the red lines be left in the wake. "Your skin is so fun to change colors," he said a little offhandedly as he repeated the tracks right next to the first ones.

Emrys nodded softly "I'm here for your pleasure Sir, to pay with as you please." He said softly, saying it more to refocus himself rather than anything else. The nails in his back caused him to gasp sharply and his back to arch inward. The second set of scratches caused a whimper a shudder as he hung his head "I wish I could see how I looked Sir."

Nate moaned, “good boy,” he answered, looking over the red stripes he’d made along Emrys’ back. “Ya wanna see how pink I made ya, darlin?” He asked, “sit up on your knees and look over your shoulder,” he explained as Emrys lined up with Nates mirror to see the pinkness on his skin. “Such a sexy little pain slut,” he growled again, slapping Emrys’ ass before grabbing onto it hard. “Jerk off for me,” h ordered, pressing his torso against Emrys’ back as he remained on his needs, “I wanna hear ya beg and whine for me,” he growled against the boy’s ear.

Emrys: sat back on his knees looking over his shoulder into the mirror. Seeing the red stripes he smiled "Thank you Sir. I love them." He purred softly. Emrys had forgotten about his need for release for the short time. Though the moment he wrapped his fingers around his own cock he whimpered instantly. Pumping himself his head rolled back to rest on Nate's shoulder as he moaned out. It was in no time that his hips were jerking into his hand and his moans has gotten louder "sir...please...oh, oh god Sir..." he whimpered as he felt that familiar tightening and heat come back.

Nate watched as Emrys looked himself over, smiling at the gratitude. “Well, they’ll fade eventually, but for now they look great, don’t they?” Nate kept himself pressed against the submissive, feeling Emrys’ body twitch as he played with his leaking, throbbing cock. Nate loved to listen to the boy whimper and moan and when he got to begging and panting, nate took both of the boy’s hands and pressed them behind his back. “No,” he whispered across Emrys’ ear, “ya don’t cum until I want ya to. My good little slut staying so needy for me,” he whispered, once more letting the boy calm down.

Emrys gave a nod "they look amazing sir." Emrys was really loving how his body changed colors like that. Emrys was enjoying the feeling as he jerked himself off so when it stopped he whimpered but nodded "I am your good little slut Sir" he panted slightly. His need was high but he took a breath and let himself come down again.

Nate groaned as he felt his cock twitch as Emrys spoke, getting excited to hear someone refer to themselves as a slut for him. It made him crazy with want and need and he could barely contain himself. “Good boy. Now get down and suck on my cock again. I wanna paint your face like I did your stomach,” he growled, leaving another bite to the boy’s neck.

Emrys moaned softly at the bite mark to his shoulder before nodding "yes sir!" Emrys chirps as he moved so he's now laying on his stomach. He automatically wraps his lips around Nates cock and swallows him all the way down till he gags slightly.

Nate gasped as Emrys set to work, a seemingly new need and attitude coming from him. “Damn look at ya go. Such a needy little cock slut aren’t ya?” Nate moaned as Emrys sucked him, his hand threading harder into his hair as the boy continued to bob his head and suck the cock. “That’s it. Show me how bad ya need my cock.”

Emrys moaned around the cock the was in his mouth. His eyes closing for a moment taking in the name that he was rather enjoying being called before opening them as he peered up at Nate. Need obvious in his watery eyes as he took the whole length of the dom's cock and getting as deep as he could. Gagging as he held himself there for a moment before pulling back and bobbing his head fast.

Nate enjoyed himself as Emrys continued, sucking him needily and messily, making a dripping mess of his cock and Emrys' own face. "There we go...right there slut...make me blow all over your sluttly little face," he growled, squeezing onto Emrys' shoulder before pulling out and groaning loudly as he came to his conclusion, painting Emrys' lips and cheeks with his second sticky load.

Emrys moaned around the dick in his mouth, hearing the words coming out of Nate's mouth or the noises he was making was almost enough to make Emrys cum right there. Using the time after Nate pulled out to catch his breath he smiled feeling the liquid covering his face. Propping himself on his elbows he licked his lips humming at the taste of Nate "Did your little slut do good Sir?"

Nate breathed heavily as he looked down at the painted boy, running his thumb over Emrys' face to pick up some stray cum and put it too Emry's lips. "Oh my slut did very very well," he agreed, cleaning up the rest of the release with his fingers and putting them to the sub's mouth. Nate sat back on the bed to give himself a rest. "Play with yourself, slut. Entertain me for a while. I have pretty much any toy ya need in the closet so feel free to go all out."

Emrys smile and opened his mouth to accept Nate's thumb and sucking it clean. He did again with the rest humming happily around Nate's fingers. He loved the complements he had gotten. Toys weren't something Emrys had really used on himself. Growing up with so many people in his home he'd never think about own a toy and just never needed one after he moved out really. walking to the closet he opened it and rifled through. Some things he was sure he'd never seen before had no clue what they did. Other didn't interest him so he went with a vibrating dildo. He had a pretty good concept on how to use that. shutting the closet Emrys walked back to the bed sucking on the dildo, getting it nice and wet as he sat at the foot of the bed. Positioning himself in such a way that Nate could see everything. Pulling the dildo out of his mouth and slowly he inserted into himself with a small moan. It was nothing compared to Nate.

Nate enjoyed his small break and Emrys got up and dug through Nate's toy options and came back with a vibrating dildo. "Good choice," Nate smiled, and Emrys set to work. Nate watched as Emrys displayed both his needy ass and his throbbing, dripping cock. "You're cock is makin' quite the mess there, slut," he chuckled, watching as Emrys slid the toy in and out of his needy core. "Turn it on," he ordered, wanting to see just how crazy Nate could make Emrys before he couldn't take it anymore.

Emrys had gotten the dildo all the way in and pumped it one when Nate spoke. He looked down seeing he was leaking and frowned slightly "I promise to wash the bedding before I leave Sir. I'd late to leave a mess behind. He purred before nodding and turning on the dildo and mot holding back a deep moan as he felt the vibrations through his body. Clenching around the toy Emrys gave himself a moment to adjust to the vibrating before starting to pull and push it slowly in and out of him.

Nate shook his head, "we'll worry about that later. I happen to like a messy little slut," he promised, rubbing his balls lightly as he watched Emrys continue. Nate said nothing as Emrys started, but once he watch the submissive get into a rhythm, Nate began his own brand of encouragement, "Cmon, slut. Show me how bad ya really want my cock fuckin' ya. Cos right now, I don't think ya want it very much. I don't think ya wanna cum either."

Emrys watched Nate with a hungry, fuck he was so hot and the way he was rubbing himself made him even hotter right now. Making sure to not do to much right away in fear he'd cum had been the wrong choice. Nate had wanted more and so did Emrys, but not the dildo. He wanted Nate back in him "I do want you Sir and I do want to cum." He panted but speed up the dildo as he pumped his faster, his hips rocking against the silicon toy as he moaned "please Sir...please." he moaned his cock leaking a bit more but he held himself back.

Emrys was timed out 3 days ago

Nate joined the chat 3 days ago

Nate watched as the boy begged for him and it was such an amazing si

Nate sight. “Such a good boy,” he moaned, feeling himself grow hard again and moving to line up behind Emrys. Nate pulled the toy away and got himself up next to Emrys, wasting no time sliding himself all the way in and pressing as far inside as he could.

Emrys watched Nate, with every thrust inside him he'd moan and wish it to be the Dom. So when Nate findally took the toy out and replaced himself inside Emrys he gave a sigh of relief and another "yes...oh god sir."

Nate moaned as he felt himself enter Emrys' tight core, feeling his walls move against him as they settled and got relaxed. He started developing a steady rhythm, his fingers digging into the boy's hips and bringing him closer to him with every thrust inside him, hitting the boy and deep as he could. "Is that what you wanted? Hmm? My thick cock in your tight, slutty hole?"

Emrys moaned loudly his need obvious as he thrusted his hips hard upwards to meet Nates pace. Nodding breathlessly he looked up at him "yes sir, so much better then a toy, oh god!" He moaned before biting his lip hard and squeezing his eyes "I...can I cum uea

Emrys moaned loudly his need obvious as he thrusted his hips hard upwards to meet Nates pace. Nodding breathlessly he looked up at him "yes sir, so much better then a toy, oh god!" He moaned before biting his lip hard and squeezing his eyes "I...can I cum...please sir I need to so bad!" Emrys was squirming now. He needed release.

Nate moaned louder, “oh ya need to hm?” He teased, reaching under to slowly tug on the boy’s cock. “Does my dirty little slut need to cum?” After several times thrusts and strokes, Nate stroked the head much faster, “cum for me, whore.”

Emrys whimpered, his legs shaking a they squirmed "Yes...please Sir, please." He begged before gasping sharply at the tug only making it harder to hold himself in "Yes he does! Your dirty slut needs to so badly." He pleaded biting his lip and gripping the sheets hard. When permission was finally granted Emrys didn't need to be told a second time. Nate hadn't even finished the word whore before Emrys was cumming. His body tensing and tightening around Nate crying out in relief.

Nate groan as Emrys came hard, his release spewing and shooting all over the comforter underneath them. "There we go," he moaned, the tightness and Emrys' walls against his throbbing cock proving too much for the Dom and suddenly he was cumming himself, spraying his seed deep inside the submissive boy.

Emrys barely registered what was happening around him, the first time denial was nothing compared to this one. His vision spotted out for a moment as he gripped the bed with one hand and Nates thigh with another. Panting hard he opened his eyes and looked up at Nate "thank you so much sir." He said through pants trying to catch his breath

Nate panted and moaned against the boy as they both came down from their highs. Nate finally pulled out of Emrys and laid on the bed off to the side of the mess and invited Emrys on the other side of him - also an avoidance measure. "Such a good boy," he murmured, runnign his fingers lightly along Emrys' arm and back. "Just rest now, sweetheart. Breathe and relax for me."

Emrys made a whimper as Nate pulled out of him, his body was overly sensitive now. Crawling next to Nate Emrys snuggle against him he did as he was told and worked to even out his breathing as he came down. After a moment he smiled up at Nate "did I do good for you?" He asked softly before closing his eyes and relaxing his body into Nates.

Nate smiled as Emrys spoke and Nate held onto him a bit, rubbing and patting at the boy’s skin. “So good, darlin. Very proud of ya. So why don’t we just lay here a minute and then we can get ya a shower before bed?” He asked more in terms to make sure that was something that would help Emrys come out of his head space

Emrys nodded softly as he took a breath, he was relaxed now but felt drained. Part of him would have been content staying in bed but some of the cum on him had dried and the rest made him feel sticky "I'd like that Sir. A shower sounds nice."

[thepeppermintqueen]

DADDY; ft: tinacohenchang

CLASS: AGEPLAY

Pepper adjusted the black baby doll nightgown she had on as she waited for Tina. This scene was going to be about ageplay, something they briefly messed around with the time the girl came to cuddle, but Pepper had something entirely different in her mind now. Taking a minute to tie the feathered robe around her middle, she had several things laid out for the girl, things that would definitely regress her to where the domme wanted. Diapers were not her thing, even if she liked watersports, something about them was a squick, so they were nowhere to be seen, but there were toys, a paci, a bottle and a sippy cup on the table, which a few 'big' girls clothing items. Hearing Tina know, the green haired dominant opened the door.

Tina twisted her hands nervously in front of her as she walked down the hallway through the dominants' dorms. She wasn't 100% sure what to expect with Pepper, but she was excited to do the scene with the beautiful girl. They were both in age-play together so she was hoping that maybe it would revolve around that class, but even if it didn't she would be happy. Getting to Pepper's room she knocked softly at the door before kneeling in front of it, her fingers digging into her legs.

Pepper heard the submissive knocking on her door and she opened it. With all of her scenes, she was going to take something from one of her classes and try to incorporate it. The only one she didn't think she could do that with would be the mental health class, but she wasn't really sure about it either way cause it probably could be. This one however was definitely the ageplay class and she was excited about it. Opening the door, she directed Tina inside and told the submissive to stand in front of her chair. Before sinking into it, the wigged domme grabbed her water and the clothes. "Today, we're doing ageplay as our scene and for the purposes of this one, you'll be referring to me as Daddy. Understood?"

Tina looked up at Pepper and watched her silently. Once the dominant allowed her to get to her feet, Tina walked into her room and nodded. "Yes, Miss." She said softly. "Sorry. Yes, Daddy." Her dark eyes peered around the door and spotted a few toys and the sippy cup on the table. "How would you like me dressed, Daddy?" Tina asked looking at Pepper.

Pepper leaned against the arm of the couch as Tina came in, crossing her legs as she did so. She continued to dress incredibly feminine despite requesting such a masculine, which only made the domme feel more kinky right now. She was excited to put her strapon later and add even more. Gender was a social construction and the domme understood that and didn't think anything made anyone a gender except how they viewed themselves. She waited for the girl to correct herself before she saw her looking at everything. Sipping her water, she rose an eyebrow as Tina remained standing. "Little girls kneel to ask questions." She instructed her. "Don't worry about that, Daddy will dress and undress and redress you as many times as their heart desires. For now, you're to kneel at my feet like a good girl. I then want your limits stated again and a safeword."

Tina nodded and knelt down in front of the domme. "Yes, Daddy." She replied, her fingers softly twisting at the ends of her braid. Her darks eyes met Pepper's and she shrugged. "No poop. Or blood." She said, her voice getting softer and slightly higher in pitch. "And I use colours. Green for go. Yellow for slow. Red for stop. But I trust Daddy." She added fighting the urge to stick her thumb in her mouth.

Pepper smiled as she watched the girl sink to her knees and her fingers twisting at the dark braids as the domme tapped her toes as she listened, hearing the gradual shift in the girl's voice. "Good girl, thank you. I appreciate you trusting Daddy, but do remember you're in control of the scene as well and I want you to use your words in terms of how you're feeling, baby girl." She told her, leaning down to play with a braid for a moment. "Now stand up. Daddy would have you undress but they know you're far too little for that, baby."

Tina blinked heavily and nodded. "Otay" She said softly twisting her braid between her fingers. Glancing up at Pepper, Tina batted her eyelashes and gave her a small smile as the domme played with her hair. Tina got to her feet and nodded reaching for Pepper's hand. "Daddy gotta help me." She said softly.

Pepper smiled at the girl as she got up and reached for her head. Her fingers brushed the girl's away, grabbing at her hips instead and pulling her close. "Good girl, such a good girl. Let Daddy take all your clothes off." She said, sliding under the girl's top. She discarded it with abandon before removing her brat. The large dark nipples starting to pebble in the cold air, she began teasing them. She pinched and pulled before sliding her hands down to get rid of her bottoms and shoes, leaving her naked. She then slide cute little undies on her with a smile, adding nothing else. "Now go pick out what toys you like, baby. We're going to go watch a movie with you over Daddy's lap."

Tina frowned when Pepper pushed her hand away, but relaxed as she was pulled close. Lifting up her arms, Tina let her slide off her top and bra, squirming as she toyed with her nipples. When her bottoms came off, Tina glanced over at Pepper and stepped into the soft cotton panties. "Kay." She said quietly, going and grabbing a teddy bear and some dolls. Returning, she looked at Pepper. "What movie?" She asked cuddling up beside the Domme.

Pepper waited patiently for Tina to grab the toys she wanted, herself getting her a sippy cup, paci and some apple juice, which is what she used with her littles as a drink. The domme sat on the couch, letting Tina cuddle next to her before she began playing with her hair, turning on the movie UP. "Patience little girl" She teased, beginning to toy with her breasts.

Tina hummed softly and turned her attention to the TV. "Dis a sad movie." She stated, playing with her teddybear before looking at Pepper. As the domme played with her breasts, Tina gave her a smile wiggled in her seat. "I have juice, Daddy?" She asked softly. "I firsty."

Pepper kept her hands playing with the soft breast of the other as she looked at the movie. "A little bit, but it's also really good and has balloons." She told her, pinching her nipple before massaging it again. "Good girl for asking." She said, reaching over and handing her the sippy cup.

Tina wiggled but didn't move as Pepper played with her breasts and nipples. "I like balloons," Tina said with a smile. Taking the sippy cup she drank for a few long moments, her eyes trained on the movie before putting her cup down. "Fanks for the juice, Daddy."

Pepper grinned as the girl wiggled as she played with her. "Balloons are awesome and anyone who says they're not is a liar." She said, her fingers traveling down the girl's belly before moving back to her breasts. "You're welcome, little girl. Can't let you get all thirsty, can I?" She teased, dipping her hand again, this time into Tina's panties.

Tina nodded in agreement. "Yep, awesome." She said, a slight giggle escaping her mouth as Pepper traced over her stomach. The Asian girl shrugged and her thumb found its way into her mouth. Her body arched against Pepper's touch and she wiggled down trying to get some friction.

Pepper smiled at the Asian girl before turning her attention back to the television and her fingers teasing. She held them against the wiggling submissive with a smirk on her lips. “Any reason why you’re so wiggly, baby girl?” She teased her, her fingers spreading her lips open.

Tina nodded sadly and wiggled again. "My pussy is tingly." She said softly, trying to arch against Pepper's fingers. "It wants Daddy to touch it." She pulled her thumb out of her mouth and turned to Pepper. "Pease?" She said quietly looking at the Domme sadly.

Pepper kept teasing the girl as she wiggled some more. "Awe, your princess parts are tingly and they need Daddy's touch? I think this little girl can beg for it harder and better."

Tina nodded sadly. "mmmm hmmm." she hummed turning so she was facing Pepper. "Pease? Daddy, my princess parts are tingly." She said taking Pepper's hand and sticking it down the front of her panties. "See? Dey wet. Dey need you."

Pepper let Tina put her hands down her panties but she didn’t touch her the way she wanted. “Daddy gets to decide when they touch you. And right now, you need to focus on the movie.” Pepper said, annoyed with her hand being put into the girl’s panties. Removing them, she adjusted Tina until her head was in her lap, the both of them watching the movie until the little fell asleep.

[domitxnate]

Scene Week | Nate and Hailey

Who: Nathan Lynn and Hailey Rose @switchhaileyrose

Where: In town

When: 10/13/2017

Notes: Leashed, rough sex, slut shaming, public disgrace

Nate was definitely very excited to work with Hailey again. It had been a long time and she truly was one of his favorites. He loved how easily she let him use her and toss her around and he was overly excited to take this one into the public. He’d told her previously to wear a skirt or short dress so he’d had easy access. He hand the collar and leash in his hand as he waited outside the Dom dorms, watching Hailey make her way up to him. “Well hello there darlin,” he smiled, “ya ready for this? Ima expect ya to follow my every order when I order it, but if ya need your safeword I want ya to use it, understood? We’re gonna take my truck into town but when we get into stores I want ya crawling the whole time. I’ll allow ya to walk if we’re outside cos I don’t want ya crawlin’ on concrete. Any questions?”

Hailey had been looking forward to this particular scene since the moment it had been agreed.  Her need to be treated roughly and used was at an all time high and Nate was the perfect person to do just that.  The fact she would be trying something new with the leash had her grinning constantly and giggling with excitement every time she thought of it.  As requested, she had found a short shirt and also a small strapped top that hugged her curves and revealed the perfect amount to be teasing but not overly slutty.  She didn't mind if either got ripped which she always kept in mind for rougher scenes.  Her huge, bright grin lit up the whole corridor as she approached Nate, dropping to her knees once she was close to him.  "Hello Sir, I am definitely ready for this.  I've been looking forward to it so much!"  She was serious for a moment as she listened to her instructions and nodded to show her understanding.  "I understand Sir, thank you.  I have no questions currently, but if I do I will ask."  She smiled up at him with her big wide eyes, clearly eager to get started.

“That’s a good girl,” he hummed, bending down to clasp the collar around her next and slid the leash to the end in his hand. “Come then, first stop is the porn shop cos I think we need some toys,” he chuckled, walking with Hailey to his truck. It took him a minute to start it - as usual - but they quickly made their way into town and got to his place of work. “Hey Todd,” he said to the clerk as the walked in and he waited for Hailey to kneel before walking with her through the aisles, leash in hand. There were a couple patrons looking at them and making comments about the pretty pet Nate had and he’d just smile, looking over things until he found Ben Wa balls. “Do ya know what these are?” He asked, showing them to Hailey.

Hailey grinned at the praise and held her head perfectly still as the collar was fastened around her neck.  Once it was secure she giggled and tilted her head, savouring the sensation on her skin.  "Toys are always fun, Sir," she agreed with a grin.  She crawled obediently next to him, making sure to keep up with his pace and her grin intensified with her rise in excitement.  Hailey was patient for the whole journey and dropped immediately to her knees as they entered the store.  The comments they received caused a red glow to appear on Hailey's cheeks and every time she was complimented she would look adoringly up at Nate.  She grinned as her eyes roamed over the Ben Wa balls.  "I know what they are Sir, I've only used them twice but never in public."

Nate grinned as he noticed Hailey turn different shades of red, knowing the girl well enough to know she was enjoying herself. “Hey Todd!” He called over, “ring these up for me. Start a tab,” he chuckled and opened the package. “These one’s are the best cos there are smaller balls inside the big ones so everythin’ moves around as you do. Pull your panties down and stick your ass up, pet. Spread ya legs,” he ordered so he could slowly work them into her pussy.

Hailey giggled cutely as she watched the exchange between Nate and the cashier.  “I can pay something towards all this if you'd like me to Sir,” she said softly, not wanting him to feel obliged to pay for everything.  She bit her lip and her eyes sparkled excitedly as she heard the explanation.  “Yes Sir,” she obliged instantly and turned slightly as she lifted up her skirt and then pulled down her panties.  She bent herself forward, sticking her ass in the air and couldn't resist a playful wiggle as she shifted her legs apart.  Even though she was expecting it the sensation of the Ben Wa balls entering her tight, wet pussy caused her to gasp and moan softly.  “Thank you Sir, they feel amazing,” she hummed as she shifted her body to feel the full effect of the toy and giggled excitedly as the sensations inside her increased.

“Ah nah darlin, it’s fine. I needed ‘Em for my play room anyway,” he answered with a smile, appreciative of her offer. Nate slowly pushed the balls inside her, watching as her walls tightly sucked them in, leaving only the plastic string out for easy removal. “Very good,” he smirked, standing back up and tugging on the leash, now lets have ya crawl around and see how they feel.” He lead her up and down the aisles, looking at some other toys, every so often watching her to see how she was fairing with the toy inside her.

Hailey beamed at the praise, thrilled that she was able to make him smile like that.  She squealed gently as the collar tightened around her neck with the tug on the leash but she giggled gleefully as she started crawling, she was definitely loving being lead around like this.  The Ben Wa balls felt incredible inside her and Nate had been right in that she could feel the smaller balls within moving around.  A couple of times she had to stop to let out a shuddering breath or soft groan from the intense pleasure but a gentle tug on the leash got her moving again.  Each time Nate looked down at her she would grin or bite her lip as her big, wide, adoring eyes gazed up into his.  Each time they stopped Hailey would look at the toys on the lowers shelves with interest, wondering what he would choose next.

Nate came across the vibrators, finding an interesting bullet vibrator he knew had just come in. He held it up for his coworker to see to add to his list since he knew he wanted to play with it. “Come pet,” he encouraged, pulling her along with the leash to a corner of the store. It was still very out in the open, but he mostly wanted to be out of the way of other patrons. “Sit with your back against the wall, pet and lift that skirt. Spread those legs nice and wide.” Nate took the vibe out of the package and knelt down on the floor next to her, looking her over a bit. “Look at that,” he said, petting her folds with his fingers, “dirty girl already so wet? Well that didn’t take any time at all, did it? So wet and needy for me,” he moaned, rubbed her clit briefly with his fingers.

Hailey’s eyes lit up when she spotted the vibrator in his hand and her core reacted by tightening around the Ben Wa balls which just increased her arousal even more.  She was lead easily into the corner, excitement building the entire time as she wondered what she would be ordered to do.  “Yes Sir,” she complied after listening to his instructions and she began to follow them to the letter, placing her back against the wall with her skirt raised and legs opened as wide as she could.  She bit her lower lip to suppress a groan as his fingers glided over her wet folds and replied in a teasing purr.  “I’m always wet for you Sir, you turn me into such a dirty girl.”  The contact to her clit sent a thrill through her entire body and she gasped as goosebumps popped up along her arms from the sensation.

Nate moaned as Hailey reacted, her body wiggling as his fingers flicked over her bundle of nerves. “Keep those legs spread. Don’t ya dare close ‘em,” he warned turning the vibe toy onto low and running up and down the wet folds before holding it on her clit another moment. He tapped it against her clit a few times, watching the girl react and listening to her moans.

“Yes Sir,” she whined in response to his warning and she placed her hands on her thighs as an extra measure to ensure her legs didn’t close at all.  Hailey groaned needily as the vibrator stimulated her sensitive lips and she couldn’t stop a loud squeal escaping her the first time it was placed on her already-stimulated clit.  She pressed her lips together to try and lessen the sounds but she still whined and groaned loudly as her body wriggled and writhed.  “Feels so good Sir,” she managed to wheeze breathlessly between moans and her needy, lust filled eyes flicked between Nate and the vibrator.

Nate continued with the vibe, hearing Hailey moan for him driving him wild. “Move your shirt, I wanna see your tits,” he ordered, licking his lips as Hailey moved her shirt and exposing her erect nipples. His free hand lifted up, cupping her perky breast, pinching and pulling at her nipple as his other hand pressed the vibe harder against her clit. “Such a sexy little toy for me. Mmm moan louder for me,” he ordered, turning up the speed, “let everyone know how good I make ya feel.”

Hailey complied instantly to the order to move her shirt and she lifted it up and over her head, letting it drop to the floor beside her as it would only get in the way if she tried to keep it on.  Her extremely sensitive nipples tingled as they were exposed to the air and she felt her back arch against the wall as a loud pleasure filled moan escaped her when Nate began to play with her breasts.  “So good Sir,” she whined, no longer holding back.  Hailey was always very vocal when it came to her pleasure so being heard wouldn’t be a problem.  She got louder as she felt a familiar bubbling sensation building rapidly within her but she knew she would never climax without permission.  “Please Sir,” she begged breathlessly, “so good... Please... Sir, please can I cum?”

Nate loves hearing Hailey get loud, so much that even some patrons had stopped to watch them for a bit. Nate growled himself as he became excited, watching the girl start to lose control underneath him, crying out and panting in desperate need. When he heard her start to beg he turned the toy off, “nah darlin. We’re nowhere near ready for that yet.” He stood up and tugged at her leash, “up on your knees, pet. Show me how much ya wanna cum and suck me nice and hard.”

Hailey whimpered loudly and pouted as all the stimulation was suddenly removed and she was left denied and needy.  The tug on the leash made her recover quickly though and she was instantly on her knees  and shuffling closer towards Nate.  “Yes Sir,” she said, still breathless and now she was more aware of her surroundings she noticed the crowd gathering around them for the first time but she ignored them, focusing entirely on Nate, his pleasure and his orders.  The idea of showing off her sucking skills in public did send a rush through her entire body though.  Hailey unfastened Nate’s pants and was thrilled to find him already hard.  Knowing how important a build up was she started by teasing the head of his cock with her tongue, using soft little licks and flicks on the most sensitive areas before she moved on to closing her lips around just the tip and sucking as she continued the attention with her tongue.  Slowly she took his length deeper into her mouth and then pulled back letting it slip from her mouth with a ‘pop’ but she dived straight back onto it again and bobbed up and down rhythmically.  After letting him pop from her mouth once more Hailey took a breath and slid down his length, sucking hard as she took him deeper and deeper until he was down her throat and she couldn’t take any more.  She held herself down as long as she could and when she choked and coughed she pulled back to glide up and down once again.  Her eyes were wide and turned up to look into his face every time she choked herself to make sure he was enjoying the sensation.

Nate leaned slightly back against the wall as Hailey came closer and exposed his cock to the air. He enjoyed the gentle licks and sucks, the focus on his sensitive head before feeling her warm mouth suck his cock between her cheeks. “Oh damn,” he moaned as Hailey really got going, sucking him down hard and fast, over and over again. He growled as he felt her start to choke on him, hissing as his hand tightened into her hair and gripping it tight. “Mmm, look at ya, dirty little cock slut. Ya love chokin’ on my big cock, don’t ya, slut?” he growled, holding Hailey’s head on his cock for a moment before pulling her off to gasp for air.

Hearing his groans and growls just made Hailey try even harder to give him as much pleasure as she could.  She moaned herself when she felt his fingers twisting into her hair, sending vibrations from her mouth all the way down his cock.  Her body fought to pull back when he held her down to choke her and she gasped desperately for air when she was finally allowed to take a breath.  “I love your cock Sir,” she wheezed before diving back onto it to suck hard and slide up and down it several times despite her breathlessness.  “I love it deep down my throat,” she continued when she came back up for air, “choke me more, please Sir, please hold me down.”

The way she talked made him crazy - he loved it. He loved watching someone come apart for him, needing him and begging for him. “That’s right, sexy girl,” he encouraged, “worship my cock.” When he heard her beg to choke her it was almost too much, but Nate was happy to oblige, roughly pushing her head onto his cock and holding it there. He watched her gag and cough, her eyes watering and running the makeup down her face before pulling her off, watching her gasp and drool. “Mmmm that’s right, my sexy little cock whore,” he growled, repeating the action again and watching her face become red and makeup smearing. He let her off again, watching her react and cough again, “That’s enough for now. Lick my cock and clean up your mess,” he ordered, “And keep those tits out. Those need to be seen.” Once she was done, he zipped himself back up and made his way with Hailey on the leash to pay for the items and then they left the store to make their way down the street to another store with sporting goods. He knew Silas needed knew cleats so he figured he’d kills two birds with one stone. They entered the new store and Hailey began to crawl again towards the athletic footware. “How are those balls feelin’ inside ya, pretty girl?” he asked with a devious smirk.

Hailey didn’t need encouraging to worship his cock but hearing his order made her double her efforts anyway.  Running her tongue along every inch from bottom to top and back down.  She sucked his balls into her mouth and used her tongue to stimulate them too.  “I love how good your cock feels in my mouth Sir,” she purred, “and I love how you taste even more.”  As if proving her point she dived hungrily onto him, sucking and licking as if her life depended on it.  Hailey didn’t fight back when she was held down and choked, just how she wanted to be and she knew she would look a mess but didn’t care.  When she was pulled off she always remembered to suck hard all the way, always focusing on giving Nate the best possible sensation.  Even during her clean up she made sure to lavish his cock and lick and suck all over to make sure it was completely clean before it got put away.  When his zip was refastened Hailey couldn’t help pouting and letting out a needy whine, an outward sign of how much she wanted him.  “Yes Sir,” she complied a little hoarsely due to the work her throat had just done and she didn’t even look back at the discarded tshirt as they headed towards the register through the crowd of people that had gathered.  Hailey found herself hoping they had enjoyed the show.  Moving to the tugs of the leash Hailey noticed that passersby were instantly distracted by her jiggling breasts and some made comments but she ignored them, knowing if anything needed to be said Nate would say it.  She dropped to her knees once again as they entered the sports store, the altered position made the Ben Wa balls shift and she couldn’t suppress the soft groan as the stimulation hit.  “They feel amazing Sir,” she replied with her own grin.  “They’ll keep me soaking wet and ready for you Sir.”

He already missed her mouth on him, the warmth and wettness from it, but he still had too much to do with her to let it all end now. He even chuckled at the needy whine that came from the girl, enjoying the headspace he had her in. “Good, that’s exactly their job,” he agreed as Hailey explained how the Ben Wa Balls felt. “Play with your tits for a bit. There’s someone watchin’,” he said, seeing another customer out of the corner of his eye look over Hailey. “Don’t worry, pet, he’s only lookin’ and I’m right here,” he reminded her, a subtly to that she knew that he was still in control and he wasn’t going to let anything get too uncomfortable for her. “I want those tits rock hard and that pussy drippin’ by the time I figure out which shoes I’m gettin’.”

Hailey’s lips curled into a huge cheeky grin and she bit her lip for a moment before responding.  “Are you showing me off Sir?”  She cooed in a teasing tone but her eyes conveyed her gratitude for the reassurance he had provided.  “I hope they enjoy the show.”  She raised both hands to run both sets of fingers through her hair, making a point of rolling her shoulders back and sticking her chest out so her observer would have a completely unrestricted view.  Her fingers then went to her sensitive nipples and her needy eyes gazed longingly up at Nate as she began to tease them.  The first time she rolled her nipples through her fingers caused her to gasp and moan but she didn’t stop, allowing her volume to increase once again.

“Of course I am, darlin,” Nate said with a smile, looking down at the sweet girl, “I like knowin’ everyone is jealous of me havin’ the sexiest girl obeyin’ my every desire.” Nate actually didn’t take very long to find which cleats he thought would be best for Silas and spent a lot of time watching Hailey. Her face was beautiful as she pleasured herself, her hands massaging her perky, perfect breasts, her fingers pinching at her nipples as the girl moaned and her body writhed as she remained on her knees. “You’re lookin’ really sexy there darlin. How’s it feel puttin’ yourself on display like that?” he asked, walking back behind her, keeping his hand gently on her head.

Hailey hadn’t thought it was possible for the red glow in her cheeks to increase any more but Nate made it happen with his complimentary words.  “I’m all yours Sir,” she confirmed breathlessly, “every desire, I’ll obey.”  A huge guilty grin lit up Hailey’s mascara stained features and she giggled cutely.  “I feel really naughty and like a really dirty girl,” she replied and had to pause to gasp as she continued the attention to her nipples.  “I’m really liking it Sir,” she confessed and her adoring gaze followed him as far as it could.  She turned her head back to face forward when she could no longer see him but tilted it slightly to the side to increase the contact with his hand.

Nate lightly ran his hand down Hailey’s neck and across her throat before joining her hands on her breasts, “Oooh, I do like the sound of that. My obedient little slut, aren’t ya?” Nate pinched her nipple, pulling it away from her body before letting go, “Now feel that pussy and rub that clit for me. Tell me how drippin’ wet ya are for me.”

Hailey nodded in agreement.  “Yes Sir, I’m your obedient little slut, your fuck toy to do with as you please,” she whined, the dirty talk and names coming easily for her due to the headspace she was in and she groaned with pleasure as his hands explored her body.  She squealed loudly as her nipple was pulled but immediately obeyed and her own hands dropped between her legs to feel her completely drenched pussy lips.  “I’m so wet for you Sir,” she groaned and her whole body shuddered as her fingers made contact with her overly sensitive clit once again.

“Mmm, I love when ya talk like that,” he moaned in agreement, listening and watching Hailey nearly lose control. “Oh yeah? Nice and wet, hmm?” he asked, squatting down next to her to run his own fingers through her folds. “Mmmm, definitely wet, but I want that pussy absolutly drippin’ for me.” He slowly pulled at the string, taking out the Ben Wa balls and placing them back in the bag. His hand travelled back up her body and pressed against her throat - not enough to even cut off air, but enough to let her know he was there - and growled against her ear. “Put your fingers back inside your pussy. Keep playin’ until I tell ya to stop. Rub it or fuck it - makes no difference to me. But I want ya to keep goin’ until you’re absolutely desperate to have my thick cock inside ya. I wanna hear ya beg for it,” he growled moving his hand to the back of her head as he stood up, yanking her head back to look up at him, “Am I clear, dirty little slut?”

His words made Hailey gasp for air, suddenly feeling even more needy than ever before.  As he removed the Ben Wa balls she whined and pouted again, feeling empty and desperately needing to be filled and she knew exactly what she wanted to be filled with.  Hailey squeaked with surprise as the hand wrapped around her neck but she made no other sound except an obedient “yes Sir.”  Her fingers slid down her body and she pushed them as deep as she could inside her, it wasn’t enough and she needed more but it was all she had so she began to thrust her fingers in and out of her dripping pussy.  Another squeal escaped her as her head was yanked back, exactly the kind of rough treatment she loved.  “Perfectly clear Sir,” she confirmed, her eyes big and wide.  It didn’t take long for her whining, begging words to start falling from her lips as her desperation and need to be fucked overcame every other thought she could have.  “Please Sir, I need you.  Please fuck me with your big cock.  I’m so empty Sir, I need you to fill me completely.  I love your cock so much please will you fuck me Sir?  Please… please fuck my tight pussy with your big cock and pound me like the dirty little fuck slut I am.”

Nate watched Hailey from above and was both excited and surprised how quickly she set to work. He watched her push her fingers inside and her body writhe against her hand as he finally let go of her hair and let her obey his every command so beautifully. More people were watching now and there was even another Dominant with his submissive, and the sub was sucking off her Dom while he watched the live show in front of him. When she started to beg so beautifully, Nate pulled his cock back out of his pants and slowly stroked himself in front of her. “Is this what ya want?” he teased, continuing to watch the girl fuck herself, release and arousal dripping down her fingers and hand as she continued to rile herself up. “Such a needy little slut,” he moaned again, pumping himself until he was nice and hard again. Once more he grabbed Hailey’s hair, pulling her up to her feet. He faced her towards the shelf they were next to, “Bend over and put you hands on the shelf. Spread those legs like a good little girl and lift that ass,” he ordered. Once in position, he ran the tip of his cock over her folds, holding it right at her opening. “How bad ya want it, slut? Hmm? Just how much do you need my cock?” he asked, giving her perfect ass several slaps while she answered.

Hailey was so lost in her lust and need and desire to please Nate that she was completely unaware of the audience they were drawing, all she cared about in that moment was him.  Seeing him pull out his cock before her and tease her was like an exquisite torture and her needy, lust filled eyes begged him just as much as her voice did.  “Yes Sir, please.  I’m your needy little slut, I need your cock so much.  Fuck me Sir, please fuck me.”  Hailey squealed with delight as her hair was pulled, she was so aroused that her fluids dripped from her pussy and began to run down her leg.  She obeyed every order instantly, bent over, hands on shelf with her legs spread and ass in the air.  She whined needily as he teased her even more and her whole body began to shake with the overwhelming desire.  “Please Sir, I’ll do anything, anything you want, please fuck me with your amazing cock.”  Hailey moaned loudly with each spank her ass received and she cried out.  “I’m your slut Sir, fuck me like your slut, please.”

Nate took his time, alternating between teasing Hailey’s hole with the head of his rock hard cock and slapping her firm ass. She was coming apart in front of him and Nate was reveling in it. “Gonna be my good little slut? You’re not gonna cum without permission, are ya?” he asked, slowly sliding the head of the cock between her walls and quickly slamming himself all the way inside her. He kept still a moment, letting her body prepare and relax around him before starting a very strong, very sturdy rhythm of thrusts inside the girl. He hand his hands hard on her hips, pulling her back towards him every time he slammed into her, and could hear and feel her body knock against the shelves.

Hailey could feel herself completely losing control of herself as Nate expertly drove her into a frenzy with his slaps and teasing.  She whimpered desperately every time he didn't fully enter her and her cries from the spanks got louder the redder her ass got.  “No Sir, never, I promise,” she whined, the desperation and need clear in her voice.  She knew it would be a promise that would be hard to keep but she would force herself to do it.  Hailey whimpered as she felt the head of his cock, expecting another tease but then he forced his way fully into her causing a loud, deep guttural groan to escape from her lips.  “Fuck! Sir! Yes!” She cried out as she felt her walls close around him and her body reacted to finally getting what it wanted.  “Fuck your little slut Sir,” Hailey cried as he began his hard, rhythmic thrusting and she had no intention of keeping quiet now.  Her screams of ecstasy filled the whole store and even people outside could probably hear but she didn't care.  With each thrust Hailey was slammed into the shelves so hard they rattled and items fell off around them, once Nate established a rhythm she pushed back in perfect time but somehow she still needed more.  “Faster, Sir,” she husked mid-scream.  “Please… more.  Fuck me like the slut I am.”

Nate growled loudly as Hailey egged him on, begging him to fuck her nice and hard. “Can’t get enough can ya, dirty little slut,” he moaned, grabbing a fist of hair again to pull her back towards him. As he continued the crowd grew around them, watching and calling out to them for more. “Look at that,” he moaned, tilting her head so Hailey could see those around her, “Look at ya bein such a needy slut for them. Tell ‘Em how good it feels, pet. Tell ‘Em how much ya love bein’ my dirty little cock whore.”

“I love the way you fuck me Sir,” Hailey growled in a similar way to him and she squealed with delight as her hair was pulled, Nate knowing once again exactly what she liked.  Her eyes widened as they shifted over the gathered crowd and she felt her walls tighten around him deep inside her as a rush of excitement flowed over her.  “It feels so good being fucked by you Sir,” she whined, rolling her hips to give him the best sensation she could.  “I need your cock so much Sir.  You feel so good deep inside me and fill me so amazingly.  I'm such a cock whore for you Sir, please don't stop I need you inside me and using me.  I love being your cock whore and dirty slut so much Sir.”

Hailey was amazing normally, but like this, she was insatiable. Nate couldn’t get enough of the way her pussy felt as it enveloped his cock, milking it as he moved roughly in and out of her. “That’s what I wanna hear. Such a dirty little girl moaning for me so much.” His arm wrapped around her, rubbing down to her core, rubbing over her needy clit as he made hard, full thrusts inside her. “Ya need my big cock fuckin’ ya like this don’t ya? Nothin’ else is good enough to make ya scream like this.”

Nate filled her so perfectly and so completely that Hailey was surprised she had been able to last as long as she had.  She felt like she was going to explode at any moment but kept her focus on him and his instructions, following them to the letter.  The moment his fingers teased her core Hailey unleashed a scream that was pure lust and pleasure.  “Fuck! Sir!”  She howled between moans and breathless gasps.  “Nobody fucks me like you do Sir, need you deep inside me.”  Hailey knew she wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer, there was a build up so intense within her and it threatened to take her over with each pounding thrust.  “Fuck… Sir… please,” she begged, voice full of need and desperation.  “Please can I cum?”  She had to stop speaking to scream and her body writhed in his strong arms.  “Please Sir, make me cum in front of all these people, show them what a slut I am and turn me into your dirty little whore.”

“Oh that clit is so swollen. Looks like I’m usin that pussy real well,” he growled with a chuckle. He could feel his own climax brewing, especially with everything Hailey was saying to spur him on. “Oh ya wanna cum hmm?” He teased, rubbing her faster as he fucked her hard. “Ya gonna cum all over this thick cock? Such a dirty needy little slut ya are,” he moaned again, holding the girl’s body closer to him, thrusting hard inside her as she was nearly verticals now. “Better remember your manners, slut. Cum, now.”

“You fuck me so good Sir,” Hailey whined but then found she wasn’t able to speak as her need to climax took over and she really struggled to hold on.  Her breaths dragged in as a wheeze and her arms and legs trembled, his moans in her ear made her legs no longer able to support her weight and she was completely his, held up by his strong arms.   “Th… th… thank you Sir,” she just about managed to gasp and held on just a tiny bit longer.  With a perfectly placed, hard thrust inside her Nate hit the perfect spot and sent her over the edge.  Hailey’s walls clamped around his thick cock tightly and her juices flowed over it before running out, down his balls and down her legs.  Her eyes rolled back as her back arched and she shrieked loudly as the waves of pleasure washed over her, managing to scream both “Sir” and “Nate” at least once each.  Her breathing became so laboured she couldn’t scream any more and wheezed and her chest and face were bright red, her sweaty hair sticking to her where it had escaped his grip.  As the climax came to an end Hailey felt her body slump and go limp, relying on him to hold her until she could regain control of her legs.  “Thank you Sir,” she said in barely more than a whisper as that was all she could manage.

Feeling Hailey cum around his cock and her walls constrict against his cock almost made him cum himself. He watched the way her body contorted and reacted in such a beautiful way. She arched back against him and Nate kept his arm around her to keep her tight to him as she came so hard against him. As her body relax, he kept her close, slowly setting her back down against the rack, his thrusts still pushing along inside her. Once he was close himself he groaned out, “On your knees slut,” he ordered, “and open your mouth.” As she complied he pumped his cock over her face, painting her lips and cheeks with his release. “There we go, lap up that cum, good little slut.”

Hailey was still on the high of her orgasm and cried out with the intense pleasure of him fucking her through the final stages.  She gripped the shelving tightly for support as she slowly regained control of her body and the moment she heard the order she complied, dropping to her knees and shuffling close to him.  Her mouth was open wide and her eyes were open even wider, looking up into his face, begging.  Most of his load fired into her mouth but she had to close her eyes as some went up her cheek and over her eye, ending up in her hair and leaving a line down one side of her face.  Opening her eyes again she made begging eye contact as she closed her lips and swallowed his cum in one go, “Mmmm,” she moaned loudly and dived onto his cock, lapping her tongue along his length.  The combination of their tastes drove her into a frenzy and she took his cock deep in her mouth again, sucking in long, hard strokes to completely drain him and she swallowed every last drop.  Once she was sure she had got it all she pulled away, gazing adorably up at him with her big wide eyes and a huge grin on her lips.  “Thank you Sir.”

Hailey looked beautiful as his cum painted her face as she wasted no time cleaning off his cock with her long, warm tongue and sucked every drop from him. “Such a good girl,” he hummed, wiping the stray cum with his thumb and placing it at her lips. He wrapped an arm around her and brought her against his hip, rubbing gently at her hair. “She’s such a good girl isnt she?” He asked, signaling the end of the scene to the crowd and listened to them clap and cheer lightly for her. “So good,” he repeated, “get yourself fixed up and I’ll pay for these shoes. Then we can get something to eat or maybe some ice cream?”

Hailey beamed at the praise she received, she always loved being told she was a good girl as it made the effort she put in worth it and let her know she was doing a good job.  “Thank you Sir,” she whispered in reply and licked his finger clean, making sure to lick up all the cum on it.  She hummed happily as she was pulled in close and her hair was stroked.  The crowd of people was suddenly very real to her as they started clapping and cheering and her cheeks - still glowing - became much brighter red beacons.  “Thank you Sir, ice cream would be amazing.”  She giggled cutely and added, “my throat has had a work out so far and ice cream will help soothe it.  Dropping back to her knees she then crawled to the ladies restroom to fix her makeup and remove the cum from her face and legs.