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Chapter 6 by Testytesterton Testytesterton

What cums next?

More embarrassing ideas and sweet, shameful submission.

You look back at Dirk and say, "Should I clean your cock, Master?" You are a little taken aback by how slutty you are being. You just can't help yourself. It's like you are in some kind of twisted wet dream and you have permission to be playful and perverted, and just not worry about the consequences.

Dirk is eating this up. He stands arrogantly hard, smirking as you fall to your knees and take his cock into your mouth. You love the taste of your cunt on his meat. You feel him swell in your throat and your whole body buzzes and tingles. It's like you are connected to his pleasure, the deeper you suck, the tighter your throat stretches, and the more times you crush yout button nose against his hard abs, the more your entire body throbs. "Fuck fuck fuuuuuuuuck!"

Dirk fills your throat and you shamelessly suck every last drop from his shaft shooting into your mouth until you are sucking a well polished prick getting it improbably hard in your mouth again. You give it a final, almost chase kiss before winking up at him. "Mmm I'll be right back, Master. I need to change into something naughtier!" You giggle and grab one of Dirk's joints and light it up. He gives you a confused, almost frustrated look, as you take a deeeeeep drag and head up stairs, feeling hazier and hornier with every step, knowing you are pushing Dirk to the edge and hoping you can take him over the edge with you.

You feel a growing need to be punished and you pick out the perfect outfit to tempt your torturer. You finish your joint as you search for inspiration, and feel so melty and naughty. You find a set of realistic breast forms from when Brandi used to go out trick or treating as a child and attach them with some body glue. You find a white rubber school girl's blouse that leaves your smooth stomach exposed and shows off the top of your bouncy breast forms. You match it with a plaid, pleated rubber skirt that more resembles a belt and shows off your limp clit and full ass. You slip on a pair of white rubber thigh high boots giving you the look of slutty fetish school girl and you skip downstairs hoping Dirk wants to spank you as much as you need to feel your cheeks reddened.

"Jesus, dude, this is a little bit more than I expected. But fuck it, never turn down a free meal I always say." You sidle up to Dirk and pull him into a deep kiss, sliding your hungry tongue into his mouth and stroking his cock. You break the kiss and bite his bottom lip and drop a little blood.

"I didn't brush my mouth after swallowing your cum, Master. I guess that makes you a fagg-" Dirk has your throat in his hand and drags you to the couch. He bends you over his knee and begins spanking you harder and harder.

THWACK SMACK SLAP THWAP SPANK

You squeal and squirm on his lap. His cock is angrily throbbing against your stomach. Your cheeks turn almost as red as your ass. Your sissy clit spurts a weak stream onto his lap as he strikes your ass over and over again until you cry tears of exquisite agony.

"Fucking smart ass faggot. Who's smart know?! Who's the faggot now?!" He slides behind you and fucks your hungry cunt. His thighs pound against your sore ass sending wincing pain coursing through you. You try to cry out "You Daddy" but all that comes out is incoherent moans and whimpers. You cum harder and harder on his cock and drool dumbly onto the couch. You are so fuck dumb and high and hurting so sweetly that you just melt into the couch pound you into the couch. He finally erupts inside you and collapses on top of you, spent and satisfied.

"Fuck...I don't know if I can go much further." You smile like the cat that sucked the canaries cock. You feel a certain sense of perverted pride and almost a feeling of power. You squeeze his sensitive cock with your cunt and slip off the couch.

"Mmm that's too bad. I had a fun idea on how we could spend the rest of the night." You scamper upstairs leaving Dirk dazed and confused. You find a leather cat mask, a spiked collar, a leather set of paws for your hands and legs, and a plug with a cat tail attached. You crawl downstairs and over to Dirk rub up on his legs. He seems a little terrified, but also extremely turned on.

You crawl into his lap and despite his confusion and exhaustion, he begins petting you as you purr in his lap. It's not long before he pulls your head over to his cock as he plays with your tail. You can't spurt anymore but your whole body feels like a cumming cunt. You twerk your tail knowing he will pound his "pussy" long into the night.

You blush and gush and melt into his lap and the night spreads out and so do you. You keep cumming up with ways to debase yourself and keep inspiring Dirk to keep cumming inside you. Eventually you fall asleep in his arms not worrying for a second about what consequences you will have to face.

What consequences do you face tomorrow?

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