Slave Girl: Chapter 47 (Patreon)

When she lets me go I am feeling MUCH better about everything.  “Thank you Rosa.”

“Anytime.”  She says with a kiss.  “My hero.”

“Ha!  I’m no hero.”

“You defended your Lady.  You bested three men.  Three!  Quin…that’s seriously impressive.”  She ruffles my hair.  “That’s hero stuff there.  I’m going to write a poem about it.”

“You are not.”

“Oh yes I am.”  She says.  “I might change a few details to really build it up.  The dogs can be Cerberus…hmm.  Yeah, a real mythical epic.”

I roll my eyes.

“Now I know what kind of dangerous beast I’ve got on my leash.  Goodness!  I didn’t know what I was dealing with.  It is kind of…exhilarating!”

I chuckle.  “How do you always find a way to make me smile?”

“Because I’m a silly girl.”  She winks.  “The silliest.”

I let out a breath, every ounce of fear had drained from me thanks to Rosa allowing me to think more clearly.  “We should be safe now.  There’s no way they’d waste half a day of work just to chase down a couple of drifters.”

“I am glad to hear that.  I am very glad to hear that.”  There was something about the way she said that.  I look up to her curiously.  She had that impish look in her eyes again.  “Now…what was this about you not being my boy all of the time?”

“Well…I’ve got to be a man too.”

“Absolutely you do!  What has that got to do with my question though?”  She stands up.  I go to rise with her but she pushes me back down again.  Stepping across my legs she stands facing me with one foot to either side of me.  I gawp at her sizable bulge that hovered just inches from my face then look up at her towering above me.  “Are you going to answer me boy?”

Was this happening?  Here?  Now?  We were tired, sweaty, haggard.  We weren’t that far from the road.  Any traveler could now see Rosa’s head poking up over the wagon, though the rest would be hidden.  Now, really?  By the look in her eye she didn’t appear to be joking around.

“Yes!”  A huge grin spreads across my face.  “Yes my Lady.  I don’t know the answer though.”

She sighs sadly as she sways her hips to waggle her package teasingly close.  “Too bad you’ve got to be only a man.  I sure could use my boy right now.”  Reaching down she grabs her balls.  “Have you seen him?”

I nearly snap my neck nodding so hard.  “I’m right here my Lady.  Your boy is right here.”

“Oh?  I thought you were only a man now.  I got the impression that maybe you were too big and tough to suck a girl’s cock.”

“I’m not!  I’m your boy too.”

She grins proudly.  “That’s right Quin, you are.  Being mine means being a good boy AND a better man.  One does not negate the other.  They aren’t separate, they’re the same thing.  Do you understand?”

“Yes!”

“Whose boy are you?”

“Yours!”

“Let me hear your pretty voice.”

“Yes.”  I say again in a higher softer tone.  “Yes my Lady, I’m yours.”

“Good boy.”  She nods.  I sit there smiling like a fool when after a few moments she cocks an eyebrow.  “Well?”

“Well?”

“Beg!”

“OH!  Right.”  My eyes slowly pan down her sexy body to settle on the bulge in front of me.  “Please.  Please my Lady, I want it so bad.”

“It?”

“Your…your cock.”  I say, unable to hide my giddiness.  “I want your cock.  I want to taste it. Please.”

Very subtly I move my hands behind my back to tuck them in under my belt.  My Lady saw what I was doing though.  With an understanding smile she slowly shakes her head no.

“No, no bondage.  No safety net this time.  I want you free boy.”  She says.  “Touch me.”

“Yes my Lady.”  I bring my hands back around to lightly grip at smooth soft creamy thighs.  She felt so good!  “Pleeeease.  Please my Lady.  I want it so bad.”

“Want it?”

“Need it!”  I correct myself.  “I need you!  I need to feel your cock in my mouth.”  I lean forward but she leans too, keeping her crotch just out of touch.  “Please!  I am begging you my Lady.”

Reaching down she runs her thumbs around my lips.  Immediately my lips wrap around the end to start sucking.  “Whose mouth is this?”

“Yours!  This my Lady’s mouth.  Mmmmm.”  I suck her thumb deeper and harder.  “It’s my Lady’s mouth to use and to…to…fuck.  Fuck…my…mouth.  Use me.  Please my Lady.  Pleeeease.”  I whine desperately.  “I need you!”

“Don’t ever say you aren’t my boy again.”  She says sternly.  “Not unless you mean it.”

“Yes!  Yes!  I am your boy.  I am always your boy.  Always!  Mmmmm!”  My eyes widen as I see the tip of her swelling cock peek from the bottom of her shorts.  Eyes locked on the fat pink knob I suck her digit with all of the passion I hoped to show her penis.  “Mmmm.”

“Beg!  Beg!”  She urges.

“Please!  I beg you!  Plleeease!  Your boy needs it so bad!  I don’t deserve a cock so beautiful but please!  Let me serve you!”

“No words.”

“Hnnnngh!  Nmmmm!”  I mewl and whine submissively.  I ached to pleasure her in a way I hadn’t even felt toward myself before, this was beyond horny.  I didn’t even care about my own body, only about hers.  I must pleasure her!  “Oooommm!”

She rewards me by pressing her bulge into my face. I can feel the thick shaft and big balls through the cloth.  I reach for it with my lips…but she pulls away after just a tease.

“Ohhhhhh!”  I pule pathetically.  “I’ll be good for you.  I’ll be such a good slutty boy for you.  I’ll suck your cock so good.  PLEEEASE!”

“You keep using that word.  Slutty.”

“I’m sorry!”

She runs a hand through my hair.  “Don’t be.  I like it.”

She mashes her junk into me again. I smell her musky sweat through the shorts.  Not wasting a second I latch onto the first thing my lips touch, one of her balls, and start to suckle.  I nuzzle deep, engulfing myself in her cock and balls.  I feel she shaft grow against my nose…and then it was gone again!

“Ohhhhh!  Mercyyyy!”

I gaze up at her, my pleading eyes beseeching her for mercy.  She looks down on me with a look of such dominant grace that pierced straight to my very core.  Though her long hair was a mess and she was sweaty from our long exertion and she was dirty from sleeping on ground…to my eyes she was perfection itself.  Her mouth is partly open.  She licks one of her fangs with her tapered tongue.  So beautiful!  Her horns and pointed ears only adding to her demonic glory.  As she gazes back into me I could see she was getting just as much out of this as I was, her powerful sexual spirit feeding off of my desperate need and total submission.

“Hahhh!”  I let out a gasp of ecstasy just from how she looked at me.

“What if I say no?”  She whispers.

“No!  No, no, no, no, no!  I”ll go mad.  Please my Lady.  Please have pity on your needy slutty boy.  I beg, I beg!”  I NEEDED her.  I NEEDED to please her.  I NEEDED her to use me, to use my body, to bring her joy.  She told me once that I had to need her like air or water or sunshine.  Only now do I truly respect the depth of those words.  In this fevered moment I would do anything for her.  After over a week of constant temptation….I NEEDED HER!  “PLEAASE!”

“You really do need it.”  She says.  “At last.”

“Yes!”

She gently pets my hair.  “You’ve been such a good boy for me.   The best boy.”

“Yes!  Yes!  I’m your good boy.  Only yours.”

“And a good boy deserves his cummies, yes?”

“YES!  Oh gods yes!”

“You want your Lady’s load?”

“OHHHHH GODS!  Please!”

“Understand, this isn’t a reward for violence.”

“I know!”  I am nearly crazy with desire.  “Please!”

“This is because you are such good beautiful special boy.”  She says as she starts to untie the drawstring of her shorts.  “Thank your Lady.”

“Thank you!”  My heart leaps with joy.  “Thank you!”

“Good boy.”  She smiles.  “Now…open those lovely lips nice and wide.”

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