Page 25 of The Freeuse Proposal
The food he made is delicious, and we chat about casual things, the words flowing easily between us. Now and then, Leo slips in a flirtatious comment, his eyes glinting with warmth that makes my body hum. He’s attentive, almost like he’s my boyfriend, but I shouldn’t think that way. I appreciate that he makes me feel valued, and not just a fucktoy around the clock. I occasionally catch his gaze drifting, lingering on my bare skin. He’s keeping me in a constant state of arousal, and eating naked at the table gives me a naughty zing.
“Are you enjoying being my obedient pet?” he asks.
I pause, wanting to answer honestly. “It’s incredible, Sir. Your attention...I love it. I didn’t know I could want to be controlled like this.”
“And it’s only going to get better, lass.” The promise in his voice makes my stomach tighten.
When we’re finished eating, Leo stands up, gesturing for me to stay seated as he gathers the dishes. “You’ve done wonderfully, my pet. Now, it’s time for your reward.”
Is it going to be his cock? Please let it be his cock and an orgasm. Before I can jokingly ask, he says, “Go fetch the purple vibrator you bought today.”
I hurry to the bedroom, quivering with anticipation as I retrieve the toy.
Returning to the dining room, I present the vibrator to Leo, holding it out in both hands like an offering. He takes it from me, and the brush of our fingers sends sparks through my body.
“Good girl.” His voice is a low rumble that makes my insides melt. “Now come over here and sit on the table in front of me.”
He pushes his chair back, leaving enough room for me to stand before him. “You’re going to use the toy while I watch, but you aren’t allowed to come.”
“Yes, Sir.” My body is already thrumming with need. The thought of pleasuring myself literally right in front of his face is mortifying and thrilling.
I perch on the edge of the table, spreading my legs without being told. This obedient, needy mess is a far cry from my usual self, but I love this version of me.
He hands me the purple vibrator. “Use this until I tell you to stop. Give me a show.”
I take the toy, its silicone surface cool against my flushed skin.
“Go on.” Leo settles back to enjoy the view. “Make yourself ache for me.”
I spread my legs wider, my pussy still slick from the earlier attention. The vibrator buzzes to life, and I shiver before it even touches my pussy. I tease myself, running it over my inner thighs, circling closer to my pussy.
When I finally press it against my clit, I gasp. The sensation is almost too much after being denied all day. But it’s fucking incredible.
Leo’s eyes are locked onto the toy as I twitch and gasp. “That’s it, lass. Bring yourself to the edge.”
I moan, arching my back as I slide the toy lower, teasing my entrance. My pussy clenches, hungry for more. I ease the vibrator inside, moaning as the delicious vibrations hit that perfect spot.
“Oh god,” I sigh, working the toy in and out. “It feels so good.”
“I bet it does.” His voice is rough with desire. “Your pussy’s swallowing it up like it’s starving. Faster.”
I obey, picking up the pace. The vibrations light up my entire body, building familiar tension low in my belly. My hips rock to meet each thrust of the toy, and I whimper, “Please?”
Leo leans forward, his eyes dark with lust. “Not yet. You’re not desperate enough.”
I whine in frustration, but do as I’m told, easing off as I’m about to tip over. It’s sweet torture.
“Please, Sir?” My free hand pinches and rolls my nipple. “Please let me come. I’ll do anything—just please.”
He stands and quickly pulls his cock out of his pants, looming over me with a wicked grin. “You don’t get to come unless it’s all over my cock.”
He takes the vibrator from me and presses on my shoulder, forcing me to lie back on the table. I expect him to set the toy aside, but he presses the tip against my clit. I arch my back and cry out as the intense pleasure almost makes me catapult over the edge. Oh god, what happens if I come without permission?
He keeps the vibrator pressed firmly against my clit as he sinks his cock inside me. I throw my head back with a strangled cry, my body spasming.
The intensity ramps up so fast I can barely breathe. It’s too much—the vibrator buzzing relentlessly against my oversensitized clit, his cock stretching me, the denial that’s been building all day crashing into this sudden overwhelming flood of sensation. My vision blurs at the edges.
For a split second, panic flutters in my chest. The word yellow hovers on my tongue, my brain screaming that I can’t handle this, that I’m going to shatter into a million pieces.
