Page 75 of The Best Bad Decision

Which turned me on and made me blush again.

And that for some reason had the cage getting tighter.

As the weird circle started again, Master moaned and patted right over the cage, sending sparks through me. “Needy boy. Roll over for me. I want to see that sexy ass as I sink into you.”

He was going to fuck me.

My mind spun as that realization finally hit me. No one else had ever seen me the same way Master did. This wasn’t some kind of confusing pity fuck offer. Master wanted to use me and thought I was sexy enough to fuck…to use…to own.

Making my body work was harder than it probably should’ve been but relief rushed through me as I finally obeyed and ended up on all fours for him. I knew I’d done right when his hands stroked over my ass and he gave me quick spanks. “Now it’s even prettier.”

Teeth on my ass had me jolting and hiding my face against the bed. I didn’t know why I’d done it but the question floated away as he chuckled and nibbled again. “You’re so tasty, baby.”

Tasty.

I could feel my face heating again, and when he gave another soft laugh, I knew he’d seen it. “Once I get you all cleaned out later, I’m going to have more fun with my tasty boy.”

He was going to…

That meant he was going to…

He…

Gasping out a moan, every thought was cut off as he climbed behind me on the bed and something firm and blunt pressed against me. For a split-second my brain said it had to be the plug again, but then he fed me another inch and moaned in time with me.

Master.

It was Master.

The room started spinning again, but hiding against the bed meant I didn’t have to watch. I just had to feel. It let me float as gravity seemed to stop working, but his hands and cock kept me from drifting too far. I was trapped and floating, and somehow the confusing mix just highlighted the way he kept sinking into me.

His cock.

“That’s right, relax your ass for me. You know you belong to me.” Master squeezed one cheek, making me desperate for another spank. “If you’re my good boy, I’ll spank you as I fuck you.”

He’d spank me.

I.

He.

He knew.

Shaking, I sucked in a breath as he filled me even more. “I want it. Please. I want a spanking.”

Caged.

Spanked.

Fucked.

Used.

It was so perfect it didn’t seem real, but it got even better as he made an understanding sound and sighed. “My needy boy. That was so sweet.”

Sweet.

Sweet earned me a hotter face and probably a redder ass.