Goon's Master - Alfie's cock

The text was from Ana Marie: "Hi Goon, your Master has been kept waiting long enough. It's time to go worship. Don't be late!"

"Fuck," Nicole says under her breath. She had under 10 minutes. Not enough time to get cleaned up for Alfie. As she rushed upstairs she looked back at the detective, who was now bagging up her collection of toys with a detached efficiency, like he did this every day. Upstairs, she grabbed a sundress and threw it on. Nicole didn't bother with underwear. She knew what was expected of her. Her Master, Alfie's cock, would tell Alfie which of her holes he could relieve himself in. She wondered if Ana Marie would be willing to let Detective Swanson join in.

Nicole ran down the stairs and through the living room. It would be fine to leave a detective alone in her apartment, she thought. He's a cop.

"Nicole," Detective Swanson called out as she reached for the front door. She stopped and turned back. "I just need to ask and I'll only ask this once. You're sure you're okay with all of this. No one is blackmailing you into it?"

Nicole felt herself melt a little inside. She wished she could be blackmailed, because it would help her justify to herself why she acted this way, but no, this was all her choice. "I'm good. It's good. Yes. I want this and you to be part of it."

He cinched the trash bag at the top. "That's all I need to hear. On your way."

She stared at the bag of her sex toys for a moment. Nicole wanted to ask what he planned to do with those, but her Master was waiting. She gave a firm nod of her head and went out the door.

The cool night air felt good. Nicole crossed the courtyard, thinking about the last 24 hours. The mall, Huck in the car, being picked up for prostitution, the police station, the detective, and now giving herself to her neighbor's husband. It wasn't exactly what she expected of being free use. In fact, it was beyond her expectations. She thought a random guy would come over to her apartment every other day at his leisure, and they'd fuck. What was actually unfolding was so much better.

And she was so horny all of the time. Like right now as she reached Ana Marie and Alfie's front door. Ana Marie's texts were clear. When she was summoned, the door would be left unlocked, and Nicole could walk right in. Nicole would proceed straight to the bedroom that had been converted into Ana Marie's recording studio. As she was walking down the hall, Nicole would strip. She took in a deep breath and reminded herself of the rules.

1. Alfie’s cock was her Master.
2. Alfie would tell Nicole which hole her Master wanted to use.
3. Nicole was only allowed to orgasm when her Master was in one of her holes, on camera, and before Alfie’s cock.

Nicole was **** for release, so she hoped she could get off before he did. She opened the door and walked down the hall. As she did so, she let the sundress fall, revealing her naked body. Nicole entered to find Alfie sitting in a chair completely naked. He was slowly stroking his cock in front of the camera. Ana Marie was on a split screen in the mask she wore when she was “Sapphire.” She appeared to be broadcasting from a hotel room. She was on a bed rubbing oil on her breasts.

“Thank God,” Alfie said as he saw Nicole. “I’ve been edging for hours.”

Nicole grabbed the mask before she stepped in front of the camera to reveal herself to Ana Marie’s subscribers. She slid it on. “Sorry, today’s been crazy.”

“Hi Goon!” Ana Marie said from the screen. “You’re late. My poor Alfie is going to pop. Now ask your Master what he desires.”

Nicole knelt in front of Alfie’s chair, the hardwood floor cold beneath her knees. She knew her role. She kept her eyes on Alfie’s cock when she asked, “What does my Master desire?”

Alfie paused, his hand still on his cock. His eyes flitted between Nicole and Ana Marie on the screen. The anticipation hung heavy in the air, a tangible tension that made Nicole squirm with impatience.

Finally, Alfie spoke. “He wants to use your mouth.”

Nicole shifted on her knees. She had been hoping Alfie would have - she corrected herself - Alfie’s cock would have wanted to fuck her. She needed it, but she was a good Goon. Nicole said to Alfie’s cock, “Yes, Master,” and began to kiss it.

Ana Marie’s voice rang out from the screen, narrating their actions for all to hear. “My Goon is so eager to please her Master. Just look at how she worships him,” she purred, her voice seductive and enticing.

Nicole held Alfie's cock in her hand and swirled her tongue around his head before taking him deeper into her mouth, drawing a groan of pleasure from the man.

"Look at that, goon," Ana Marie's voice came from the screen once more, "You're doing such a good job. Our viewers are loving this." There was a hint of satisfaction in her voice as she continued to direct the scene unfolding.

Nicole responded by quickening her pace, the satisfaction of pleasing both Alfie's cock and their audience making lust surge through her. She felt Alfie's hands thread through her hair, guiding her rhythmically.

Alfie's panting began to quicken, and Nicole knew he was close. “In-inside you…” he panted and pulled back.

Nicole, confused, looked up. “What?”

“I, um, I mean my c-cock, your Master, wants to be in your cunt.”

Nicole sighed softly in relief. "Yes, Master," she responded, her voice heat-laden and eager. Alfie quickly moved her, positioning himself so that he hovered over her, his cock lined up with her slick warmth.

Ana Marie's voice traveled through the room once more, tinged with excitement. "That's it, Goon. Let your Master take what he wants."

With a firm push, Alfie pierced her wet folds. Nicole's back arched off the hardwood floor as pleasure washed over her at the feeling of being filled. As Alfie set a rhythm between them, she moaned out, “Thank you, Master.”

Nicole started to let herself go completely so she could come before Alfie. Her toes clenched as she teetered on the edge. And suddenly, Alfie grunted above her, his movements becoming jerkier as he neared his climax. His cock swelled within her and then he was coming, spurting hotly inside Nicole.

“F-fuck,” she groaned. He beat her to it. “P-please, I need to…”

“Good boy,” Ana Marie said. “Now, clean her up.”

Before Nicole could say anything else, Alfie’s mouth was between her legs. With deft, practiced movements of his tongue, he began to clean up the evidence of their coupling. Nicole squirmed beneath him, the sensitive touches sparking fresh desire within her. "Alfie," she whimpered, her hands threading into his hair as he laved at her.

"Quiet, Goon," Ana Marie reminded them from the screen, her voice pure seduction. "Let him finish."

Nicole bit down on her bottom lip hard enough to draw a bead of blood, forcing back the natural inclination to buck up into Alfie's mouth. It was **** but **** wrapped in a tantalizing pleasure that had her teetering on the edge once more.

And then Alfie started to flick his tongue in a specific place. Nicole’s fingernails dug into his scalp. She couldn’t hold it back. Despite the rules, she needed to come. His tongue kept working over that spot, relentless and determined. Nicole's thighs trembled as Alfie buried his face deeper into her. “P-please, S-Sapphire…I need to…I-I…” Nicole wasn’t going to be able to hang on much longer.

“Stop.” Ana Marie said. And Alfie stopped. Nicole released a long, **** moan. “That’s enough for one night,” Ana Marie said.

Nicole couldn't help but whimper in protest, her body trembling with the denied release. Alfie pulled away from her, his face slick and shiny, a dark look of satisfaction on his face.

"I'm sorry, Goon," Ana Marie said from the screen, though there was a glint of triumph in her eyes. "I told you the rules. You can only come when Master is inside you and before he does."

"But..." Nicole began to protest but stopped herself.

Ana Marie watched Nicole’s frustration on the split screen with a small smile playing on her lips, clearly enjoying the control she had over both Nicole's pleasure and Alfie's desires.

"Alfie, get dressed," Ana Marie ordered next. He obliged immediately, standing up and pulling on his clothes as directed. Nicole lay still on the floor, naked and wanting, biting down hard on her lower lip to stop herself from begging for more.

"Until next time," Ana Marie said to her viewers and ended the session cold.

Nicole was still on the floor trying to process her desperation. “You did great,” Ana Marie said from the screen. “The engagement was so high. Thank you. Alfie, sweetie, see Nicole out and get some sleep. I have a date coming over in a few minutes. Love you!” And with that Ana Marie blinked off the screen.

Alfie, now dressed in pajamas, stared at Nicole for a long minute. She was simply staring straight ahead, her fingernails digging into her thighs. She loved this, but she also hated it. Nicole needed a good fuck.

“Hey,” Alfie said and touched her shoulder. “You okay?”

Nicole snapped out of her daze and stood up. "Sorry, I was just...really turned on," she apologized.

Alfie gently touched her cheek and looked at her with warmth. "I understand. I'll try to hold back next time so you have a chance, but at least you get to go home and take care of yourself. I'm not even allowed to do that." He let his hand slip down her cheek until his fingertips brushed against her parted lips. Nicole let them part further. "By the way, you give amazing head," he complimented.

"Thank you," she managed to say.

"Next time,” he whispered. His hand rested on her hip, and she could feel his fingers gently tracing circles on her skin. "I want you to come with me," he added, his eyes locked onto hers. She couldn't resist the desire in his gaze.

She nodded, feeling a nervous, aroused flutter in her stomach. "Y-yeah," she stammered, unable to form a coherent sentence as he licked his lips, sending shivers down her spine.

And then it happened - he closed the distance between them and pressed his lips against hers. Nicole couldn't resist and kissed him back eagerly. The voice in her mind reminded her that this was breaking the rules - Ana Marie had made it clear that Nicole could only be intimate with her husband while on camera - but she was too turned on to care.

Alfie's hand drifted to her waist and he broke away from her. His gaze held hers. “I... I think it would be best if you left for the night.” His voice was gentle, but uncertain.

Nicole blinked in surprise, shaking with the waves of lust roaring inside her. “Oh, yes, of course,” she stammered out. And like a zombie, she turned, grabbed her sundress, and slipped it on as she walked.

There was a whisper of guilt as she crossed the common area. Alfie had initatied the kiss, but she didn't hesitate. It was a betrayal of Ana Marie, but it was only a whisper. What was very, intensely loud in Nicole's body and mind was the need to grab her favorite toys and get off. She was going to give herself the longest, hardest orgasm she could manage.