Page 24 of Corrupted By You

I loved a good screamer.

I loved a good crier too.

I rewarded her by fingering her pussy in shallow thrusts and sucking that engorged clit rhythmically. She relished every bit of my attention with porn-worthy noises, and it wasn’t long before she was coming all over my mouth.

Beautiful.

Riveting.

And like a pretty little whore.

She tasted tart and sweet, and I drank from her the same way you’d polish a sacramental wine. I kept licking her clean until the tremors in her body subsided and she came down from her high. I pulled my fingers out of her with a squelch and slipped them into my mouth with a hum. “I was right. You taste sweet as sin.” I slapped her pussy again since she liked it so much the first time. “What do we say to people who pleasure us?”

Another tear leaked from the corner of her eye. “Thank you, Master.”

Rising to my feet, I untied her.

Darla would have fallen in a boneless heap of mess had I not caught her.

Her arms banded around my neck and she breathed harshly into my skin, still basking in the aftermath of her orgasm. I rubbed the small of her back and she swayed, giving me a small smile filled with gratitude.

The dark room, our mutual heartbeats, and our laboured breathings wove an illusion that allowed us to live in a small slice of time that wouldn’t affect our past or our future.

Right now, she wasn’t a teacher and I wasn’t the heir to the De la Croix empire. We were just two beings who’d given in to our carnal desires.

Darla waited for my instructions, as I walked over to a leather fauteuil. I perched against the armrest and started undoing my belt buckle. Gazing at her, I licked her remnants off my lips and dropped one, husky word. “Crawl.”

Her body jolted, defiance pouring into her frame.

I beckoned her with two crooked fingers. “Crawl,mon ange. I won’t repeat myself.”

“I don’t want to.”

“It’ll please me to see that gorgeous body of yours on all fours.” I whipped out my leather belt from the loops and cracked it once. “Come to me, Darla, like the good girl your mommy and daddy raised you to be.”

Fire burned in those eyes. “I don’t have a daddy.”

“Then I’ll be yours.” I cracked my belt against my palm. “Final warning, baby, unless you want to get punished.”

It cost Darla her pride to lower herself to her knees.

I wanted her to see how freeing it could be to put your pleasure and pain in the hands of another. I wasn’t trying to ridicule or shame her. Truth be told, I may have wanted to own this entire exchange, but when she crawled over to me, a mixture of fire and hungry anger in her eyes, she owned me.

My cock was so hard, pre-cum leaked into my briefs.

When she neared, I clutched her chin and smeared her lipstick with my thumb. “I don’t mind when you defy me. In fact, I’ll even enjoy you a little hellish. It only means you want to be whipped harder.” I ducked my head down to whisper close to her lips, “And I love taming women like you.”

“I can’t be tamed,Master,” she spat the last word like venom. I would reprimand her shortly for speaking to me like this.

“Outside of the bedroom, I enjoy an empowered, independent woman. But inside of the bedroom, there is nothing wrong with allowing a man to take over, Darla. I still respect you, so rest easy.” I dipped my thumb between the seams of her mouth and let her suck. “Crawling isn’t demeaning. If you knew how hard I get seeing you like this, you’d do it more often.”

“Show me.”

“Gladly.” I pulled out the thin pearl barrette holding her side part into place and undid her chignon with frantic fingers. Her hair fell in long black waves down her back and I gently ran my fingers through her crown until I came at the nape of her neck. “You look even more stunning with your hair down.”

She gave me another soft look.

Unzipping my slacks, I pulled my hard cock out. It strained against Darla’s face. She stared at in amazement, before blurting out, “Okay, that has to be the biggest dick I’ve ever seen in my life. And while it’s absolutely beautiful like the rest of you, I’m uncertain if I can fit my mouth around it. So please, please, don’t get mad at me.”