Page 29 of Bound to the EMT

My lips tremble as I part them even wider, unease and exhilaration flowing through me. Branson’s underwear tenses, pulsing in front of me. Though I have a basic knowledge of what’s behind the tight fabric, it’s all too real knowing I’m about to see it in person and not on a screen.

With slow, agonizing movements, he slides his underwear down, letting the tip of his phallus pop free. Pearlescent fluid beads at the top, drawing my gaze and awakening a hunger I’ve never experienced before.

“This,” he rasps out. “This is what you do to me.” With a quick jerk, he pulls his underwear down to meet his pants.

His erection bobs in my face, fascinating me as it jerks and twitches. Again, I glance back up at him, unsure of how to proceed. If only I’d watched more films from Doctor Feel Good. Maybe then I’d not feel so at sea.

With a soft smile, Branson reaches down and grazes my bottom lip with his thumb, sending a shiver of need down my spine. His scent surrounds me, enveloping me as I drown in his gaze.

“This is wrong,” I murmur, my voice thick and heavy, as if I’m speaking from underneath a massive gulf of water.

“You’re my wife now, Princess. Nothing I do to you is wrong. No matter how depraved you may think my actions are, you’re mine now. I won’t stop until I consume every bit of you. Open wider, sweet girl. My cock is far bigger than that small opening.”

Dawning slams into me as more fluid rises to his tip. “You mean to insert yourself into my mouth?”

“Exactly that. Open for me. Mind your teeth as I slide in.”

My stomach clenches as I open even wider. The girls at school didn’t talk about this. Perhaps I’m doing something even more depraved than they are?

Anxiety swirls in my gut as I place my hands in my lap so I can twiddle my fingers. Something to take my mind off of the large apparatus in front of me.

“Will it hurt?”

A frown mars his lips as he pulls back. “Why on earth would you think it would hurt?”

“Mother said-”

“Your mother. I should have known. What lies did she tell you about oral?”

“I- I don’t know. She never mentioned oral specifically. More like sex was very painful, messy, and dirty. I’m assuming this is part of it.”

A low growl flits through the air, sending a hum of fear just under the skin. Before I can pull back, he grabs my arm in a gentle grasp and lifts me from the floor. “I don’t want you to be afraid of me. That’s the last thing I ever would want. Can some aspects of sex hurt? Maybe. Depending on what we’re doing. But I don’t plan to bring out the whips and chains just yet.”

“You’re kidding. Right?”

His lips thin as he kicks off his shoes, pants, and underwear, leaving him in just his shirt. With a slight tug, he takes me to the bedroom. There, inside one of the closets, he shows me a rack with all sorts of things on it. Things I have no name for. Some that I recognize from Doctor Feel Good’s office.

“And you’re going to hurt me with these?”

“Eventually. But not until I have your complete confidence. Trust me, as an EMT, I’ve seen it all, and probably done most. But I know how to do it safely. That’s one thing you’ll never have to worry about with me. I can and will keep you safe.”

“Even from my mother?”

“Especially from your mother.”

“What if you don’t want me after six months?”

A heavy sigh flits through his lips as he lowers his hands. “I don’t know the future, Princess. I can’t say where we’ll be tomorrow, let alone six months from now. But I do know I’ve craved you since the moment I pulled that plug from your ass.”

“But you don’t even know me. I’m just some silly, stupid, naïve, little girl who got herself into trouble in the dumbest way.”

He slides a finger under my chin and forces my gaze to him. “Silly, maybe. Naïve, most definitely. But stupid? I never want to hear that come from your lips again or I really will punish you.”

“Then what do you call what you were about to do?”

The way he chuckles sends longing pulsing through my body. “That’s more of a funishment. I don’t think I could ever truly punish you. This is supposed to be all in good fun. But I’m serious when I say I don’t want to hear you talking like that about yourself. How would you know any of this unless you’re taught? Granted, I’m very adamant about how unwise it is for someone to shove things into their body when they don’t know what they’re doing.”

He steps away from me and walks over to his wall of horrors. “Any of these can cause damage if not done correctly. It takes time and practice to learn. If you’re willing to let me teach you, I can show you just how pleasurable it is to give yourself to someone like me.”