Sweet, seductive Crimson. It felt good to give in to this, to stop holding back. She was so small, so delicate and I'd been afraid that her time with that bastard had scarred her. I was wrong. She was loving this, and I loved to have her like this. By my side, listening to me, obeying me. I didn't mind if she roamed - but this, this was where she belonged.
“I don't think you have, Eteri.” Her ears flattened to her head as I continued. “I'm going to need a few things first, to make sure you are a good girl who deserves to cum for her Master.” Hope flared in her eyes, and her ears perked up. I growled - she was listening, at least. “Tell me, Eteri. Who do you belong with? Belong to?” as I spoke, I slowly tangled my fingers in her hair, the sides of my hand rubbing against the base of her ears. The grip kept her from seeing what was happening behind her - tendrils slowly rising up, weaving together into rough shapes similar to my cock. This was going to be a fun little game that she didn't know the rules to. But she was a smart girl, I'm sure she would figure it out quickly.
“Well? The longer I wait, the less sure I am you're a good little girl, Eteri.” I growled as I locked my eyes onto hers. “Belong to Master Ne-”
I had barely let her finish speaking when I interrupted her with a grin. “That's right, it is me. Now, I recall a certain young lady who was very, very cruel, and said that she would take care of her own needs, when I was right there. I have to admit, that upset me. So the second thing I need you to do? Watch.” And there, inches from her face, I slowly began stroking my shaft, the head bobbing just ever so far away from her. Just far enough that her tongue could almost reach - that she could, if she strained, taste the pre-cum that was leaking from the tip.
And she did just that, her tongue fell out of her mouth and I could feel her hot breath on the tip of my cock as she pressed forward in an attempt for a taste she so clearly desired. My hand in her hair tightened, keeping her just far enough away that she couldn't reach me. As I slowly pumped my shaft, I shook. My head disparagingly, like I hadn't even noticed her attempt.
“And it is torment to me, because I so, so desperately wanted to taste her, to have her say she wanted me. But no she refused. So now here I am, all alone with only my hand.” As I spoke, I drew that hand away from my cock, and slowly rotated the slightly slimy hand in front of her face. Taunting her. Watching her eyes widen as she licked her lips. Did she enjoy the taste that much? She whined and pulled forward again. This time I let her catch my hand with her tongue, and her mouth ran rampant across it. Then I pulled away, and she whimpered. Music to my ears.
“What do you want dear?” I asked as my cock throbbed in front of her hungry little mouth.
“Want taste you….taste good...please...again...more.”
Well that was what I had wanted. I wanted her desperate, pleasing to be used by me. I wanted her to admit that she needed me, craved me. I wanted to hear that desperate moaned whine in the back of her throat as she begged to suck my cock. So I gave it to her - but at my pace. “Clean it, and mind the teeth, Pet.” I commanded as I slowly gripped her jaw, forcing her tiny mouth open.
Inch by inch I pushed my cock forward, giving her no room to wriggle or escape as my shaft filled her mouth. Her rough tongue felt absolutely wonderful against my cock, soft warm sandpaper that was desperate to please. As my cock invaded her mouth her tiny tongue darted around it, frantically scraping to clean away the pre-cum that had been smeared across it by my masturbation. I relished the feeling, even as I kept forcing my cock further into her mouth. She gagged, her body convulsing and trying to resist the invader that was stretching her jaw and now her throat-but I kept her head held down, feeding her more of my meat, until her delicate nose was pressed against the spot just above the base of my cock. I let out a loud, throaty groan - even as her body screamed for oxygen, her eyes rolled up in the back of her head, her tongue was still working to massage my cock.
Wonderful. But - I grinned viciously, and spoke almost casually. “By the way, little love. Did I tell you, that you got a reward for doing things good girls do?” And with that, a weave of tendrils slammed into her pussy, spearing her and twisting hard, once. She tried to make a noise but it was muffled by my throbbing cock. She squirmed and eased herself back onto the tendrils. Back and forth she slid up and down them.
“That's the reward for telling me who you belong to, and getting it right. I wish you had been a good girl and just watched when I told you to, because then I would have also given you one in your ass. Ah well, I guess you just didn't want it that badly.” I smirked at her, then slowly let her back to breathe. And respond, if she wanted to. She gave a gasp of air and licked her lips. “Eteri be good pet for you…promise…” Whatever dominance she had in her had all but been whittled away into a lulled subservience.
Such a sweet little girl, and I loved her. I wouldn't keep her on edge like this forever. But for now those desperate wiggles if her hips for release were divine. Just as she was working her hips to orgasm, I would withdraw my tendril from her pussy, leaving her mewling around my cock as her body shuddered from the denial of release. I grinned. I leaned forward, shifting my cock so it dragged against her cheek - she nuzzled it, unconcerned with the saliva and pre-cum that were now on her cheek.
“Anything, pet? Well then. Remember to keep your fire when it's appropriate, dear. It excites me.” I kissed her, finally, like she had wanted. Her taste still lingered on my lips and tongue as I deepened the kiss.
