Page 36 of Haden

This time, I gather it from her inner thigh. “We shouldn’t waste it, should we, baby?”

“No, Sir.” She opens wide and accepts my second offering.

“Such a good girl.”

“More, please,” she begs.

Pleased beyond measure, I drag my finger over her clit this time. “I wonder if you’re only letting me feed you my come because it feels good every time I touch your pussy.”

She moans around my pointer as she sucks it a third time.

“After we’re married, we’ll never waste my semen. It belongs in your cunt, your bottom, or your mouth. If it leaks out, I’ll push it back into one of those three holes.”

Her cheeks flush adorably. “Yes, Sir.”

Fuck, she’s perfection. Am I dreaming?

She’s had enough for tonight. If I keep teasing her pussy, she’ll get too worked up again. She needs to rest.

“Stay right where you are, jitterbug. I’m going to get a washcloth and clean you up. But that’s my choice, not yours. When you get all messy, you don’t decide what happens next. I do. Sometimes, you’ll sleep with my come on your thighs or leaking out of you. Sometimes, I’ll wash it off you. My decision.”

She nods as I watch her shudder. “Yes, Sir.”

The tiny bathroom is two feet from where I’m standing, so I’m able to keep an eye on her while I wet a cloth with warm water. When I return, I can’t help myself. I keep tormenting her with my filthy words while I gently clean her folds and inner thighs. “Since we’ll be working together, I’ll be able to take a break and fill you with my come in the middle of the day. Could be your mouth, but when I fuck your cunt or bottom, you’ll keep it inside you afterward.”

She nods as she bites her bottom lip.

“Sometimes, I’ll leave it to ooze out and coat your panties and soak the crotch of your jeans. Other times, I’ll plug your bottom or your pussy. You’ll like that, won’t you, baby?”

She nods again. “Yes, Sir.”

When I’m done cleaning her, I straighten her legs and reach for her hands. “Can you sit up for me?”

She manages with my help.

“Go potty, baby. And I left a spare toothbrush on the sink.” I pull her to her feet. “Leave the door open.”

She’s shaking as she pads toward the minuscule bathroom. It’s actually difficult to enter and shut the door. I never shut it when I’m in here alone. Too much trouble, but I won’t let her shut any bathroom door from now on. Not if I’m around.

I pull my boxer briefs on. They barely cover my still-rock-hard cock. I’d probably need to come two more times before I wouldn’t be stiff. And perhaps not even then.

I’ve never been this turned on by a woman. Sure, she’s fucking sexy. Hottest woman I’ve ever been enamored with. But it’s not just that. I love her spunk and determination. And now that I’m finding out how submissive she can be…

She brushes her teeth first. I cross my arms and watch her as she slowly rinses and wipes her mouth and fingers on the towel. When she turns around, I’m staring at her, brow raised, waiting.

She sighs. “You’re going to watch?”

“Yes, baby. Get used to it.”

“Fine.” She sits her cute butt on the toilet, presses her thighs together, and leans her elbows on her knees. Staring at the floor, she finally manages to pee.

Being the overbearing Dom I am, I take a step closer, pull some toilet paper off the roll, and hand it to her.

Without a word, she wipes, flushes, and washes her hands.

I pin her into the small space with my palms on the door frame. “Next time I tell you to pee, you’ll spread your knees and keep your head up.”

I love her shudders. “Yes, Sir.”