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His breath is as ragged as mine now as he looks down on me with those piercing eyes.
“You make Daddy very happy, little girl,” he tells me, his voice hoarse. “But Cade’s been standing all alone, being so good for us. Go show him how sweet your dirty little mouth can be. Give that sweet boy a little relief.”
He doesn’t need to ask me twice. Cade’s standing exactly where Daddy left him, the rosy tip of his long cock dripping with arousal, a long string of it hanging toward the floor.
I crawl over to him, pushing my hair to one side of my neck because I know he loves watching my dangling breasts, and since I’ve already been given my instructions, I don’t hesitate to take him into my mouth, swallowing him straight down to the hilt.
“Yaz!” he screams, already trembling and bucking against me.
God, he’s a hairsbreadth from coming, I can tell, and I’ve barely even touched him.
Daddy chuckles. “If you’re looking for mercy, sweet boy, you’re begging the wrong person. Who’s in charge, here?”
A shudder rocks through Cade’s body, and he sounds wrecked as he gasps out, “Daddy! I… you. You’re in charge. I…”
“Tell me when you’re about to come,” Daddy instructs, his voice calm again but his tone intense.
He’s totally focused on us, and that attention feels like hands stroking every part of my body.
I run my tongue around Cade’s head the way that I know he loves, then take him all the way down my throat again. After Daddy used me so roughly, I’m still sore, but that just makes it better as Cade’s length slides in easily. Then back out. Then in again, as I tease him with my tongue and then push forward until I’m choking on it.
“Now!” Cade shouts. “Oh, fuck. Oh, God. Please, Daddy, I’m about to…”
“Stop, Yaz,” Daddy commands sharply.
It’s like my body doesn’t even belong to me anymore. It belongs to him. I don’t think, I just pull back immediately at his command, mesmerized by the desperate look on Cade’s face.
“Again,” Daddy instructs. “Cade, you don’t have to be gentle. Fuck her throat. Just remember not to come. You don’t have permission for that yet.”
Cade is still looking helplessly at Daddy, so I take matters into my own hands—literally—and greedily pull his gorgeous cock back into my mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” he whispers, bucking against me and grabbing my head. He’s usually such a gentle lover, I don’t think he’s even trying to take my throat like Daddy told him. He’s just too overwhelmed to realize he’s actually doing it.
His hot, frantic moans quickly turn into a litany of, “Oh shit, oh fuck, oh God, no, no, no, no… Daddy! Please Daddy, I’m… I’m going to…”
“Stop,” Daddy commands again.
Oh, I love this little game. Cade is so helplessly, hopelessly close to orgasm, and I’m Daddy’s naughty little toy who makes it happen. The thought has me panting out my own need, swept away in this heady game as I clench my pussy and squeeze my thighs together, working myself up even more.
Daddy’s eyes blaze, but he doesn’t call me out on it. “Again.”
This time, I barely get Cade into my mouth before he’s screaming. “Daddyyyyyy, please! I can’t…” He’s shaking, hands clenched against his thighs like he knows if he holds my head again he’ll choke me on his cock for real. “I really can’t, Daddy.”
His voice comes out as a broken sob, and for a second, I worry that Daddy will believe him.
He told us to tell him if it was too much, and it is… but in the best possible way.
Daddy really can read us perfectly, though. His attention never wavers, watching Cade like he sees Cade for the treasure he truly is. And since Daddy is still in control and hasn’t told me to show any mercy, I don’t, Cade’s increasingly desperate cries making my pussy so wet my thighs get sloppy with it.
“Stop,” Daddy finally says after an endless, erotic eternity of torture for both of us. “I’ll have to remember how needy that beautiful cock of yours is,” he tells Cade, his voice starting to sound strained again with his own arousal from watching us. “But you did so good, sweet boy. I’ll make sure it’s always nice and taken care of, so you can keep making Daddy proud.”
Cade is already nodding, panting and flushed even though I’m not sure he really understands what he’s agreeing to. I can definitely picture Daddy putting him in a cock cage, though… and Cade gratefully frantic over that level of control.
“Babe,” I say, looking up at him as the image makes me feel a little frantic myself.
Cade swallows hard, but smiles at me, running shaky fingers through my hair. “Yeah,” he says, the quiver in his voice telling me without any further words that even if his thoughts are muddled by lust right now, we’re definitely on the same page.
We’ve talked about kinky things before, but always in the abstract. Always commenting on porn we watched or spinning hot fantasies over men on The List, but never quite being brave enough to tell each other all of our personal kinks and desires.
