Page 45 of Tank’s Weakness

Ihave to admit, I am easing right into this being in control thing. It feels natural. Like I was made for it.

It helps that Tank is so eager to please. He practically ran down the hall to do as I commanded. I am still a little nervous about it all, but now that we have done the questionnaire and know where we both stand, I feel much better about proceeding. I do well with structure, having parameters, and he’s given me everything I need.

I wait five minutes, knowing he will be sitting there anticipating my arrival, before I finally make my way down the hall. I ignore him completely, stepping around him to go to my closet. I picked something out for tonight and I plan to wear it just for him.

Grabbing the item, I glance back and find Tank on his knees, eyes averted as I demanded. It is exhilarating to see such a strong man at my feet.

I leave him in the room, heading into the bathroom to change. When I step out, I look right at him.

“Look at me.”

He slowly raises his head, his eyes taking in my appearance. On my body is a burgundy crotchless negligee. The breasts have been cut out as if the fabric were only an adornment of my body, not meant to shield it from view. The color is such a contrast to my creamy complexion that it makes me feel sexy. I feel like I could take on the world in this, especially with the way his eyes trace every inch of me.

“Tell me what you think,” I command.

“You are divine, Laney. I ache to reach out and touch every inch of your soft, glowing skin. Looking at you.” He sucks in a breath. “You take my breath away.”

I beam at his compliment. I love having him solely focused on me.

Honestly, I am really falling for him.

With that in mind, I step forward. I want to make this good for him. To give him what no other woman has given him.

Once I step close enough to touch, I pet his head. “Such a good boy. You haven’t moved an inch. I bet your knees hurt. Do they?”

“No. I’d live on my knees for a chance to worship at your altar.”

His words make my heart skip a beat. I don’t know why, but he just keeps surprising me. I would have never imagined a man like him would say such sweet things. The crazy part is that I believe him.

“You say all the right words. I don’t want words, though. They are pretty promises that hold no weight. Not until there are actions behind them. So you’re going to prove it to me.” Walking over to my dresser, I pick up a new butt plug I bought specifically for him. “Crawl to me.”

He does as I ask, his face full of lust. Once he is close enough, I put out my foot, resting it on his shoulder to stop him.

“Stay just like that. Get this wet.” I push the longer, wider plug at his lips.

He sucks it into his mouth, meeting my eyes as he does. I lean to the side, loving that his cock is already dripping with precum. He is excited, which only makes me more excited.

“Good boy. Get it nice and wet. It’s going in your ass. You want it to go easy, don’t you?” I ask, desire lacing my words.

He nods but doesn’t stop sucking the toy. I can feel my own body heat at the sight. I let him go on for a few minutes, keeping my foot on his shoulder as I feed him the toy. He doesn’t stop nor complain once.

Pulling it away, I smile when he tries to chase it. “You like things in your mouth. Noted, Warren. Be a good toy and stay still.” I swipe the lube and go around to the back of him.

Even though he used his mouth on the toy, I would never want to cause him unnecessary pain. Not unless he asks for it. So I lube the toy up before lubing two of my fingers and pressing it against his ass. They slide in easily which makes me wonder…

“Have you been touching yourself without me?” I ask in an angry tone.

He lets out a small little squeak. “Yes, Laney. I couldn’t help it.”

I smack his ass hard with my free hand as I pull out my fingers. “Bad boy. I didn’t tell you that you could touch yourself. You have earned yourself a punishment. Don’t you dare move nor speak.”

He does as I ask, remaining still. I press the plug into his ass, probably a little faster than I would have if he hadn’t touched himself. He can handle it, though. The plug slides right in, fitting firmly inside of his ass.

I move from my spot and head over to the new toys I had bought in anticipation for tonight. I don’t have everything we talked about, but I have a few items up my sleeve.

I ignore him completely as I shop through my items. I can hear him breathing heavily as I run my hand along them all.

“Hmm. This will do.”