Page 55 of The Best Bad Decision

Just right for him to use.

I was his toy this time.

That made more sense than using the word for the odd thing wrapped around my erection or in my ass. I was Master’s toy because he was using me for his pleasure. He was using me to make himself happy. That’s what a toy did.

The fuzzy came back, nearly swallowing me whole as he rocked and used my cock to fuck himself. I didn’t float away because he was holding me down, but my brain didn’t seem to know that. It floated while he held me down and wrapped his tight body around my erection.

There wasn’t a way to describe how it felt, so I didn’t try to find one as I watched his erection bob and his body writhe over me. Master rocked and moaned and it was almost like watching him dancing over me.

He was beautiful…that was the only word that I could find to describe anything.

Beautiful.

Even his sounds were beautiful and they just kept getting more incredible as he rode his toy and chased every drop of fun he could get from it. I knew he was having fun because of the way he moved and the sounds he made and the way his cock jerked until he wrapped his hand around it and squeezed tight.

All I could do was be still for him, but somehow I kept shaking. He didn’t mind, though. No, Master was in a world of his own as he cried out and clamped down around me as cum finally streaked my chest.

My body jerked and I couldn’t hold back a gasp, but it felt far away so that was probably why I couldn’t control anything. It didn’t stop Master’s pleasure, though. He was focused and his strong, lean body used his toy to keep chasing his fun until he finally relaxed.

“You’ve been such a good sub.” Master smiled softly as he relaxed around me and leaned over to barely brush his lips against mine. I knew he wanted a kiss but it took me too long to make my lips work. His smile said he wasn’t upset with me, though. “That’s my good boy. Yes. You’re still so hard for me.”

That must’ve been good too because he squeezed his ass around me and smiled as I did…something…I must’ve done something but he was too distracting to figure out what. I almost tried to figure it out but he squeezed again and slowly rose off of me.

That was distracting too but in a completely new way.

I made a noise…it might’ve been a moan or a whine, but before I could decide what I’d done, he chuckled and wrapped his hand around my slicked cock. “This felt so good.”

This.

My cock.

His toy.

“I knew you’d like this.” One hand was still slowly playing with his toy but he brought the other up to my chest. “I’m not ready for playtime to be over, though, baby. I want to get dirty and that means I need your cum on my cock. Do you think you could come for me?”

Cum.

He wanted to be dirty.

Master knew what he wanted.

I managed to nod, but my mouth was too dry for words and the room had started spinning again. It was enough, though. Master knew I was going to give him what he wanted because he moaned again as his hand tightened.

Then he smiled.

I should’ve remembered how dangerous he was when he smiled like that.

Chapter 17

Casimir

Shaking and barely hanging on to what might’ve been reality, blissed-out subspace was one breath away from my desperate sub. He was hanging on by his fingernails, but I wasn’t sure how much of the scene he was actually experiencing. Atlee was so focused, it was another form of subspace.

It was time to send him flying, though.

And all it took was the flick of a finger and one rough squeeze.

As soon as the restraint was off, his orgasm barreled through him and cum shot out just as I’d told him to. He might not have been able to give me a sentence, but his orgasm was beautiful and so was his headfirst dive into subspace.