Your cock is beautiful – 33

“Your cock is beautiful” Part-33 Continues…..

I just sat there, enjoying her hot mouth around my cock and wondering, not for the first time, just how this had happened. To be pleasured like this by her, in her own kitchen, in the middle of the day. So erotic and exciting, and if I’d been told at the end of Summer that this was how I’d be spending my senior year, I never would have believed it.

My thoughtful silence was broken when I felt Stella’s teeth scrape against the head of my cock, causing me to grunt with displeasure.

“Watch it.” I said.

She didn’t respond, but slid my cock out of her mouth to kiss and lick along the shaft.

I relaxed again, but a few minutes later I felt it again, this time in a slightly more painful bite.

“Hey!” I said, reaching down to her hair to yank her away from me. “Watch the teeth.”

“Sorry.” she said, and squeezed my shaft reassuringly.

I was confused and slightly angry at her mistake. I hadn’t felt her teeth on my shaft since the first time she’d tried to pleasure me. Well unless you count that time she nibbled my scrotum, which was actually kind of nice, if unexpected.

“Ow, fuck!” I grunted as I felt her teeth again. This time it was definitely a bite, and was way more painful than uncomfortable.

I slid my chair back and yanked her forward with me.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I demanded.

She looked up at me with those wide green eyes, and I immediately saw what her game was.

“I’m sorry Sir.” She lied.

She wanted to be punished. She wanted me to spank her, but didn’t want to ask for it. She was hurting me on purpose, so I would punish her for the mistake.

The little bitch.

“You’re doing this on purpose.” I was accused.

“No, I-” she protested.

“Don’t lie to me, slut.” I said, “You want me to punish you, don’t you?”

She hesitated, opening her mouth, and then closing it again.

“Get up.” I said angrily.

She ducked quickly out to the side of the table and stood up.

“Are you going to-“

“Shut up.” I grunted standing up with her.

I stood behind her and grabbed her hair, forcing her towards the table. She collided with it, and bent at the waist to press her face against the cool wood. I flipped up her skirt to reveal pale blue panties, which were already starting to get damp at the crotch.

“Naughty slut.” I growled. “Biting me because you want to be hurt. We can’t have that, can we?”

“I’m sorry.” She whimpered, but I didn’t believe her.

“Shut up.” I said. “I’m going to have to really punish you now. Show you what your disobedience costs.”

I dug my fingers hard into her hips and pushed them down past the hem of her skirt. I forcefully pushed it up over her hips, exposing her.

She yelped with excitement, giggling.

I smirked. She had no idea how much pain she was about to be in.

I rub her damp crotch with my fingers, making her gasp with pleasure. I hooked my fingertips into the sides of her panties and pulled them down around her knees. I liked the way they looked there.

I quickly unbuckled my belt and slid it off, eager to punish her. I pulled my jeans off too, then my t-shirt.

“Beg.” I ordered harshly, snapping the belt against my hand. She turned to look at me, biting her lip as she stared at the bulge at my crotch.

I grabbed her roughly by the hair and forced her back to the table.

“Cheek against the table.” I ordered.

I pulled back and waited for her to follow my earlier command, but I was met only with her heavy breathing.

“Stella.” I said, “Beg.”

“Sir…” she said, but nothing else.

I frowned, and snapped the belt hard against the table, inches away from her.

She jumped, but still didn’t speak.

“Stella, you bit me.” I said angrily. “You hurt me deliberately because you wanted this, didn’t you?”

“I’m sorry.” she said.

“No, sweetheart. Tell me what you did.”

“I bit you.” she said softly.

“Why?”

“Because… because I wanted this.”

“Wanted what?”

“To be… punished.” she said guiltily, “I wanted to be punished.”

“So fucking beg when I tell you to beg.”

“Please-“

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