Romance Fan Fiction ❯ Pin Up ❯ Vol, Two: Chap. Eleven: Eat This! ( Chapter 11 )

Eat This!

Gwen had something for Jim tonight! She felt horny again. Jim had been a bad boy lately in her eyes. Bad boys needed to be punished. She had just the thing. The timing for in perfectly. Friday night and nothing to do. Gwen took her time setting up her bedroom. She got out her favorite toys. The only thing missing was her favorite pet. She knew how to do that. Gwen picked up her cell phone. She texted the following message:

 

Hey slut! Get your ass to my love pad or else!

 

She hit send and grinned. Invitation had been sent. Now to sit back and wait. This should be fun.

At nine, there was a knock on her door. Gwen looked up, grinning. Show time!

“Come in!” she commanded. The door slowly opened. Jim looked around in the living room.

“Hello?” he asked. “Is anyone here?”

“Back here, bitch!” Gwen said. Jim slowly followed her voice back to her bedroom. He trembled at each step. The freshman began to fear what his “mistress” was plotting tonight. But yet, he anticipated it. Gwen had become his drug. When she called, he answered. Tonight was no exception.

Jim put his hand to the door and swallowed hard. Turning back was no option. She wouldn't let him do so. She owned him after all. He had no choice tonight. “Here goes!” the freshman thought. Jim slowly opened the door.

Jim's eyes widened in shock at what he saw. Pitch black except for the back window. Gwen sat on the bed with her eyes trained on her. All she had on was a tight, black mini dress. Jim trembled all over. The confusion had set in again. Gwen lived a secret double-life. Uptight model citizen by day. Now, the creepy S&M sat before him. Gwen smirked at him.

“Slut!” Jim swallowed hard.

“Yes?”

“Take off your clothes!” Jim grimaced some. Gwen glared at him.

“I said do it!” The pet nodded quickly. He slowly took off his shirt. Gwen sneered at him, impatient.

“Faster!” The boy nearly jumped in terror. He nodded quickly.

“Yes ma'am!” The freshman yanked off his shirt and threw it to the floor. Gwen smirked at him.

“Very good, continue.” Jim quickly undid his jeans. They fell to the floor almost automatically. Gwen licked her lips as she eyed her pet. Oh yes! He would be perfect tonight. Jim blushed at her wildly. “She's enjoying this, isn't she?” he thought. The mistress looked at him, waiting.

“Go on, finish.” Jim quickly took off his boxers. His mistress grinned as she watched him step out of them. Now to begin the fun.

“On all fours!” Gwen commanded. Jim looked at her with big eyes. She had just turned really scary now. But, what choice did he have? She was in control, not him. Jim slowly sank down to all fours. Gwen grinned on, hungrily.

“Very good. Now, crawl to me.” Her pet did so, slowly. Gwen licked her lips again. Almost there. She leaned down to her pet.

“Stay like that. I've got something for you.” Jim trembled at that sentence. He hated to see what she had. Gwen got off of her bed and walked over to her chest. She opened it up and reached inside. Jim slowly looked up. His mistress pulled out a bright pink vibrator. Her pet's eyes widened in worry. Gwen grinned at him in malice.

“Slut! Grit your teeth!” Jim nodded as he went pale. What choice did he have? She was the boss. He was only the bitch tonight. The freshman complied reluctantly. Gwen grinned at her pet wickedly. Oh yes! Here comes round one.

The mistress shoved the toy right into Jim. He gasped aloud in pain and shock. Gwen delighted in such a sound. Made her hungry for more.

“It's not in all the way!” The mistress pushed the vibrator further in. Jim gasped aloud once again. Gwen backed up and looked at her work. All set now. She turned the toy on high. Jim gasped at the weird sensation at first. He clearly had never felt this in his life before. The mistress waited for it all to kick in.

Suddenly, Jim slowly began to succumb to this newfound pleasure inside of him. He moaned out loud in bliss.

“Oh yes!” Gwen watched him hungrily.

“You like that, huh?”

“Oh yes, mistress!” Gwen grinned at her work. Time to raise the stakes. She sat back down on the bed. Her legs were on either side of Jim's head. The pet blushed when he saw that his owner wasn't wearing any panties. He moaned in excited surprise. Gwen glanced at him with a grin on her face.

“Now slut, eat up!”

“Yes mistress!” Jim slipped his tongue inside and began the tasty love feast. Gwen trembled overjoyed. She looked down at her pet.

“Taste good, doesn't it, my little slut?” Jim looked at her with big, happy eyes.

“Yes! It tastes great!” He went back to eating her out. They both moaned aloud. The toy made the freshman work harder. Gwen pushed his head in closer. Jim licked faster as a result. The more he ate up, the more he enjoyed himself. Gwen had that odd power over him. That's way… well… easy to guess, right? Gwen herself just enjoyed the whole show. She was just a greedy little monkey.

Both came hard at the same time. Gwen screamed out loud while Jim gave a muzzled groan against the hot, wet skin. The mistress looked down as she panted.

“Drink it, bitch!” Jim lapped up the golden prize in a hurry. The mistress moaned once again. The pet savored every single drop. When he was done, Jim sat back, licking his lips in delight. Gwen smirked at him the whole time. Yes, it was clear who really wore the pants in this… well… “relationship.”

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