“I was raised to respect my woman. When I need her the most she always come through for me. She was fit for my heaven and my hell, a precious jewel.” - Driana Le Souris

Pulling into the driveway had instantly created a smile over her features. Just seeing him waiting at the door was surprising and a treat all the same. His chains really glared in her eyes from the sun only making it a little difficult to inspect the smug smile he always wore. A quick park and a hesitant wiggle in her step before approaching his welcoming yet opened arms.

“Baby Girl.” He growled into her ear only to pull her tighter into his chest.

“Mmm, Daddy. I missed you.” She rose on tiptoes placing a very soft kiss on his cheek then on his lips.

It was cute when she intended it to be a soft peck. It had to be chaste as they were still standing outside where everyone could see the low cut of the dress she was specifically told to wear. It was quite obvious that she wore no panties but there was a glimmer of a lovely gold chain running across from her clit and over the curve of her pussy lips. It ended around the girth of the butt plug buried inside her bleached asshole. Distracted at the brush of his mouth against hers, it was a very light infraction of an action. His entire body took control of that peck instantly crushing her lips against his. The flame that ignited like wildfire challenged him to tame her, yet he melted straight  into that kiss but it was also him who broke it such a desire.

“Inside. Now.” Gritting through clenched teeth struggling to regain the control he had just lost in a matter of seconds.

“Yes Daddy.” Her devilish tongue cooed, the door slammed shut behind them hiding from the world of prying eyes.

Every sway of his tail brushed against the inside curve of her thigh just barely above the knee. Walking around her slowly eyeing her up and down like his plans of today’s events would be soon written in her flesh. Running his index finger over her quivering but full bottom lip, “Show me.”

It was painfully obvious how her heartbeat kicked just as eagerly as her pink tongue sliding out to sweep over his finger. Accepting the finger invitation by sinking it into her mouth. Dragging it in and out slowly, seductively as she in turn sucked on it rather suggestively. He used that glistening wet finger to paint over her lips, “Such a pretty but dirty mouth my little bitch has.”

The praise had blood rushing and pooling up them pussy juices between her legs. Swelling them lower lips by making the chain that ran across her slit a deadly weapon suddenly. Every time her cunt pulsed the chain would slide easier between each pussy lip securing a pinch to the pink flesh before releasing it. It was shocking and painfully fucking hot. The throbbing was insistently. She ached to have him. Had to taste him. Now. It’d been far too long. Six months to be exact.  

The benefits of having a trained submissive with the eagerness to please. She dropped on those knees and tugged loose the edge of his shorts freeing his already raging hard cock. “Did my Papi miss his Baby Girl?” Tilting her chin to the side bringing that gaze up against her long lashes. The way her smile rested on her lips was enough to have his prick bead pre over its meatus.

She didn’t even wait for an answer. In a single motion she took his fuck stick into her mouth letting out a muffled light moan at the taste of his pre. It was both bitter and sweet. His musk filled her nose edging to have more than a sniff. Burrowing her nose down into his crotch inhaling deep and long before moving her mouth back and forth along his length. His hands found their way into her hair observing the ample tone that made her body look curvy yet without any fat. Something that has always been up there in his favorite attributes in a woman.

It always made him wonder what she expected of him, but the assault of her pearly whites grazing and performing over every sensitive underside of his shaft had her rather supple bottom lip drag in efforts to sooth over. It made him want to take a step backwards to the nearest chair or a step forward and lose himself in her mouth. The debate was always favored one way.

She placed her hands on thighs carefully pushing every inch after inch as far and as deep as it would reach inside of her mouth. It had grown easier even for her to fit his python. Her glances were small but very well cherished when she devoured his body. Gently biting down on his cock with each bob of her head up and down slowly dragging her teeth from the base to the edge of his canine cock. Her attention switched from the whole shaft to just the head, especially over the meatus with her tongue flicking over and over collecting each bead of pre she urged from it mixing it with every slow cooling breath.

The slow teasing pace that had been set over the man's thick prick had this sudden tightening of his muscles changing the desire to this little exchange. He didn’t hate the feeling of her skilled mouth and it didn’t annoy him but rather it egged him to tug her silky strands. Her head and mouth were angled for his cock, it was just the beginning even when this was supper for her. He liked making sure that his girl was fed several times, but only on protein and that too from his cock.

He no longer debated. No longer tested his patience. His fingers vanished more into her dark mane forcing her glances to now focus on his burning eyes, letting her tongue work the magic. Dangling in front of her was a leather collar held by his tail. An ornament for her neck, something that said out loud enough that she belonged to him. The collar had a loop on the back and two more on the exact 270 degrees clockwise and anti-clockwise from the first loop. The front didn’t contain a loop because it had the words, “Papi’s BabyGirl” engraved on it with a similar gold colour to the stitching that ran under the edges of the collar. From the middle of the text there hung a small pendent that read her name.

This was to be her prize after she managed to impress him with a blowjob that would result in his shattering orgasm. Her hands continued sliding across his thighs grazing softly with the edge of her nails leaving the tingling sensation to run up his precious jewels. She grew more comfortably around the curve of his hips just to gather over the center of his chiseled abs. She brushed those fingertips over each rock hard tightening ab memorized by the way his breaths moved his upper half only to release back down never alternating in the tension they carried.

She enjoyed abusing him with her tongue. Especially when it went right back to licking the underside of his shaft, the sensitivity rose under the head giving her power to abuse him further in the most desirable ways. Licking from side to side; then up and down lapping like a hungry puppy eager for a rewarded treat of more pre to satisfy an ounce of her thirst. It wouldn’t really but it would take some of the ache to taste her Papi. She grew more comfortable around him like those six months away didn’t matter. Her tongue moved more wildly flicking left to right, right to left, bobbing up and down faster and faster until her breaths became slow and controlled.

Even as her lips tightened around his thick meat, saliva dripped from the corners of her pink lips and from his rock hard cock. She felt the empowerment in her hands briefly but it came short when the very collar he was holding dangled back and forth like a constant reminder. It made her timid and almost undeserving of such a special collar. She bobbed her head up and down faster now but the rhythm was lost and her focus was gone. She gagged for the first time on his cock giving her both humiliation and leverage to milk him like a good little cock sleeve.

The wetness that dripped from between her legs grew harder and harder to ignore. It was circulating and making her antsy enough to guide her hands from his precious tight abs. Sliding her hands under his ass cupping and giving a firm squeeze inviting him to thrust up if he still dared to claim her throat. To claim her as his. She didn’t fail him with her suckles, after all she was a slut in heat, getting even sloppier and slurping loudly as she went up and down his organ making every moaning enticing sound vibrate around his fleshy meat.

He watched her carefully with his eyes hooded in lust. He saw how the elegance in her was leaving her well trained body. Their positioning allowed him to gaze down at her face with a sense of superiority. There were times where his face would display expressions of pity, displeasure, and unnerving as he watched her bobbing up and down his cock while her stretched mouth glistened with the streams of saliva that now ran down her neck.

It killed him when the look she gave at the sight of the collar was specifically built for this kneeling woman made him wonder what went through her mind. Her expression spoke louder than the slurps of her mouth, yet she pushed herself further in efforts to take in more of his phallus. He settled the matter quickly, asking her what was the matter, her reasons behind it even though her loud slurps brought him back to her running actions. The churning of his baby batter through the tip of his member lodged deep inside of her mouth. He soothed her by rubbing his fingertips over her head and scalp massaging those worries away.

It was only then that he took a step forward, then another, until she was forced back and arched causing her breasts to heave up higher and come in contact with the junction of his balls and the impaling phallus. Slowly pulling his large cock out of her wide open mouth until the canine knob like head of his member was present between her lips. At once he focused on her face and drove his cock all the way in without a second thought. Feeling her throat coil and tighten around him caused him to pull out slightly but jammed it down her throat again. He repeated this action slowly getting more and more vicious with each thrust. His heavy balls slammed against her chin and his fists only tighten to keep her face held at that specific position as he pistoned in and out of her used mouth. He roared out in pleasure before jamming all of his meat down into her throat for the last time; holding it there until the search of those extreme reflexes kicking in from his baby girl.

The possibilities were there and silent in their mists. The first penetration of many into the depths of her throat were unexpected enough to force each gag some more of daring her to pull away. Even if she moved away she was yanked back with his grip seeking another gag with the tears spilling down her cheeks. He overused her until each gag became nonexistent and saliva connected his balls to her face. She wanted to please him but even he was taking this too far.

Fear and panic sunk into true depth attempting to push against his thighs pressing her palms to any piece of his body she could. His abs. His thighs. His hips. Anything to push him off. She struggled for air, muffled gags and moans mixed together as she fought him off. Her struggles made her chest tighten. Her panic rose even higher but she wasn’t desperate enough to bite his precious dick. She didn’t scream but pleaded, “P..please..” was all she managed yet the drool that dripped down her front helped cover her tits adding to the sounds echoing in the room. She whimpered like a begging canine to be released, pleading for his mercy, the more she struggled the more she was getting closer and closer to fainting.

The black spots in her vision were true to that. How could she possibly please him with his cock rammed down her throat like that? Deserving to be punished if she dared in fact faint on him. Focus became a chore with each choke on his prick. Her tongue still lashed and flicked against his tool finally overtaken by the thick foggy blanket. Giving it another attempt she scratched and clawed over his back and thighs to rid him away, she knew she was about to upset him further.. Or finally help push his orgasm.  

The comparatively larger eyes of female were glazing with tears. He didn’t hate it in fact he fell in love with them when she was pleasuring him to its fullest. Although her hands were flailing about to stop him from his assault, her tongue still worked its magic with every donated thrust into her mouth. There Maddox stood, smirking at the woman who was half drenched in her own spit writhing to be released. How was she going to cope up with the things he planned. That was when a hint of doubt appeared on his face. He yanked her head back and off his dick before she could faint, every ridge of his cock crashed and dragged along the insides of her throat then the curved junction of her mouth before coming in contact with the air that felt so cold against his boiling member.

This set of stimulations caused his cock to jerk like a cannon shooting a small rope of semon right into her face involuntarily. It painted perfectly across her nose and cheeks. “Is that all you could take babygirl?” Slowly waving the collar in front of her showing her the etching of her own name on the pendent along with the designation she was on. A slut. A private slut to him. “Is that why you were giving looks to this collar as if you don’t deserve it?” He scoffed again taking ahold of the base of his cock smacking her right on the forehead.

“Stupid Bitch.”

He wanted to see what her next move would be…

Until Then..

Written for Maddox Akite.

Written by Driana Le Souris.