by Sky Corgan
Damien kissed me tenderly on the lips, then descended between my legs. When his tongue lapped across my swollen slit, I blushed. He was drinking his own come.
I wasn't sure if I found that outrageously sexy or somewhat disturbing. All I knew was that his mouth felt amazing on my abused parts. His tongue and lips were gentle, caressing my folds and sucking them clean. When he moved to tease my clit again, I squirmed a little. My body was extra sensitive, but apparently not too sensitive for another orgasm. It took a bit longer to push me towards my breaking point this time, but Damien was persistent, and I was groaning out the last of my pleasure before I knew it, seeing stars as if nothing else existed.
When Damien finally climbed back up to my side and pulled me into his arms, I sighed contently.
“That was amazing,” I whispered, running my fingernails over his chest, thinking about how I was happy he had kept up with shaving.
“I liked it too,” he said.
“That was like . . . the best sex ever.”
He laughed softly.
“I definitely won't be walking right tomorrow.”
“I aim to please.” I could hear the smile in his voice.
“You succeeded.”
“Good.”
The rest of the night couldn't have been anymore perfect. We took a shower together, and there were no stern rules surrounding it. I bathed Damien lovingly, and he bathed me. There was a strange satisfaction in feeling what was left of his semen drain from my body. My mind raced to the future, a future where we were married, and I was carrying his unborn child. It was too far ahead for me to worry about now, but I hoped that someday it would be a reality.
When we were done with our shower, we huddled down to watch television together, curling up on the sectional sofa. Damien was ever attentive to my needs. He made me dinner and then did the dishes, and I didn't even have to lift a finger.
“Weren't you supposed to punish me?” I asked, half joking, amazed at how the night had actually turned out.
“I thought you didn't want to do the BDSM thing tonight,” he said.
“I don't. I just remember you saying that you had some big punishment for me. I was just curious what it was, and if I should be scared for tomorrow.”
“I think you've punished yourself enough as it is. Besides, that sex was so good, it made up for anything bad you could have done,” he replied, kissing me gently on the lips.
“The sex was really good,” I agreed. “So tomorrow, we go back to normal, right?”
“If that's what you want.”
“Mmm. I'm really starting to like this 'if that's what you want' mentality you've got going on.”
“Don't count on it lasting.” He smirked.
“Oh, I won't. You're too stubborn and set in your ways.”
We were silent for a few minutes before he spoke again, “So, I guess this means you're not turning in your training collar.”
“No,” I said thoughtfully. “I think I'll hang onto it for a while longer.”
“Good, because I have so much more to teach you.”
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