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Apparently, so did they. They suddenly ceased touching me.
I panted my confusion.
“Deep breaths,” Master Otis encouraged.
Thinking that perhaps they worried I was overly breathless, I did as he asked. Slow and deep, in and out. Once my breathing had settled, they resumed pleasuring me.
It was even better the second time. The plucking. The suckling. The finger-fucking.
Again, just as I was about to climax, my yelps of passion resonating in the small cabin, the men stopped.
“I need you to take a deep breath and relax, little bunny.”
“What! Why?” I demanded.
Master Otis, kind as usual, smiled. “Because I said to.”
This made Andrew chuckle against my thigh, the sound reverberating through my skin.Ugh.I hated him.Ugh. And not. It was easy to forgive him for everything when he’d brought me so much pleasure. As if I were too horny to stay mad.
Master Otis cleared his throat gently, recapturing my attention. His eyes did things to me. I figured I would do anything Master Otis asked of me.
I let him stroke my hair in loving comfort as my body cooled itself. It seemed such a waste to stop at the edge of the abyss and turn away from the plummet, but I also knew Dominants worried about safety, especially of those submissives under their care. Perhaps they noticed something I didn’t. I decided to make a doctor’s appointment when I returned.
The third rise was even more delicious than the first two and had me begging for an orgasm like a seasoned porn star. My body trembled. My legs quivered. I could feel myself dripping. So when they stopped right before the crest, my eyes welled with frustrated tears. As a person who rarely cried, I felt like it was all I had done since arriving to the retreat.
“Fuck,” I screamed. “What the actual fuck!?”
“Calm down—”
“Fuck you.”
“Strike three, bunny. I warned you about disrespecting me. You’ve lost the privilege to speak until I say otherwise.”
There was a coolness to Master Otis’ tone that seemed at odds with what he’d shown me of himself up until this moment. And fuck, now I couldn’t talk unless I was saying my safeword to halt the scene.
Master Otis moved my head from his lap, forcing me to sit up as he climbed to his feet. He stood over me and removed his towel. A large, hard cock bounced in my face.
ChapterEleven
Master Otis was speaking, but I could barely hear him. I watched the impressive erection in front of me sway with his lecture, and my mouth watered. I was never much from oral sex, but now I was hoping I’d have a chance to taste his cock.
I swiped the tears off my cheeks. I still hadn’t orgasmed, and my pussy ached for relief, but this was an interesting distraction from the throbbing emptiness between my thighs.
“You might find this alarming,” he was saying, “but I promise I will not let you suffocate. Do you understand?
I nodded and pushed out a bottom lip, if only to indicate I was sorry without saying the words and nodded. I then indicated choking with my hands around my throat and then spewing.
“Then you will vomit where you are as you are. Losing your lunch because of a gag reflex will not stop this scene. Any more questions?”
My eyes widened in dismay, but I shook my head. He was pretty clear what would go down if I retched. I would be throwing up all over him and myself then continuing the blow job. I shouldn’t be surprised. The apple sauce in my hair and the peanut butter drying on my face hinted that Master Otis didn’t mind if not full-on enjoyed messes.
“Hands behind your head, thread your fingers.”
When I complied, his smooth cockhead pressed hotly against my lips.
“Open,” he commanded. “Look up. Eyes on me.”
Once I had done as he instructed, he thrust his dick deep into my throat. I gagged but managed to stop my jaw from locking down and kept myself from vomiting all over both of us.
