After the bath, Marcus is toyed with by his lover

Marcus smiled eagerly, wriggling with delight as Kihara's big, warm hands rubbed his wet body firmly down with a fluffy towel. The delicious taste of her still tingled on his tongue, sending fluttering thrills through his body. He'd spend the whole time she was washing herself kneeling in the water behind her and craning his neck up to press his mouth against her delicious pussy, his hands behind his back where she'd told him to keep them. It had been so amazing tasting her juices, and feeling her shudder and gasp above him as he licked her tenderly to climax. The aching satisfaction he'd felt with his tongue buried in her pussy had made sure he hadn't even noticed the aching between his own legs or the stinging of his butt, his throbbing erection and sore, red cheeks easily forgotten in the warm delight of pleasuring her.

Now, after lifting him out the bath with her, she was drying him off briskly, and his stiff dick had become rather harder to ignore. He couldn't stop himself from gazing longingly at her beautiful naked body, admiring the way droplets of glistening water flowed down the lines of her muscles and between her perfect boobs. The towel brushed tenderly over his bare skin, teasing him with all too brief touches of her big, warm hands as she rubbed him down. As she moved lower, rubbing his soft belly and thighs, he couldn't stop himself from moaning and wriggling at the needy tingling it sent through his skin. His hips bucked and trembled, thrusting his stiff dick towards her, begging silently for her to touch him there.

"Oh dear." Kihara cooed, her eyes shining with delight as she drank in the sight of his obvious arousal. The towel darted back in and rubbed teasingly over the head of his stiff dick, drying it down, but also leaving him whimpering with frantic need. She was so very gentle, wrapping his aching erection and tight, throbbing balls in fluffy fabric, then carefully holding them there so lightly. The young prince found himself so achingly close to spurting into the towel, kept right there on the edge by her tender, teasing touches. He moaned and gasped, trembling with hot need as she grinned at his desire. Only there was no thought in his head of reaching a hand down there to satisfy himself, that was her decision after all. "So...cute, and so hard, I just love seeing your adorable little dick like this, twitching and **** to make a naughty, sticky mess whenever I touch it." She purred, the hungry eagerness in her voice sending hot shivers down her spine. "And all this just from licking my pussy. Or was it having your bare bottom smacked that has you so delightfully needy? Hmm, I think you loved both, didn't you, little one?"

"Yes, I liked...it." Marcus admitted, his cheeks blazing, embarrassed to say even though it must have been terribly obvious to her by now. He loved...licking her, and it seemed he also really liked it when she spanked him too, when it wasn't a punishment anyway.

"That's good, because we're going to be doing more of both, I think." Kihara grinned, her dark eyes simmering eagerly. "That tongue of yours is far too wonderful to waste. I'd keep you kneeling there between my legs licking away for most of the day if I could, and you'd be a very happy boy for it, I think. As for your naughty bottom..." She slid the towel around his hips, the soft fabric rubbing firmly over the still glowing cheeks of his butt. Marcus whimpered, shivering in her grasp as her hand cupped the soft mounds each in turn under the towel, her possessive grip once again telling him who he belonged to. "Now we both know you're the kind of boy who needs it, I'm going to have to make sure you go over my knee for plenty of good, hard spankings on these bare cheeks. Whenever and wherever I desire it...little one, which will be rather often." Kihara purred, her voice alight with possibility. She pulled the towel away at last, leaving his dick aching in the cool air and his hips trembling with need. Marcus couldn't stop himself from groaning in disappointment, his mind swimming with delightful fantasies of Kihara pushing him to his knees and guiding his head between her muscled legs to taste her once again, or pulling him naked over her lap to firmly spank his bare butt until he was squealing and kicking and begging for mercy. Though, of course, she wouldn't listen to his pleas, pinning him down and continuing to smack his poor, stinging cheeks until she was satisfied. The thought made his dick twitch even hotter, his tiny balls throbbing so hot it was almost painful. It was getting kind of hard to think of anything else but her firm, stinging palm cracking again and again across his soft butt. "Soon, little one, I promise." Kihara murmured gently, her hand reaching up to cup his cheek, lifting his head until he was staring longingly at her gorgeous face. "Just a little longer, I'll take you back to my room and then I'll let you spurt all you want, okay? Can you be a good, patient boy for me a little longer?"

"Um...yes Kihara." The young prince nodded, the answer on his lips without him even having to think about it. He was hers, her little one just like she'd made so clear to him, and she knew best what he needed. If she wanted to keep him like this, aching hard and **** for her, then that was how he was happy to stay.

"Such a good boy, you're going to love everything I do to you." She grinned hungrily at him, folding the wet towel over her arm and placing it back on the shelf. He watched, shivering with eagerness, as she grabbed a thin white robe from the same cupboard and pulled it on over herself, hiding her gorgeous body from him. It was a little disappointing, of course, but...he did kind of like it too how she kept him naked while clothing herself. It made him feel like hers, the way she could leer at his flushed naked body all she wanted while covering her own and that was rather exciting too. "Now, let's get you back to my bed, little one." She purred. Marcus squealed in delight as she stepped forward and grabbed his naked body by the waist. She lifted him up with ease, and in just moments he found himself tossed over her shoulder, his bare legs dangling over her chest. One arm held him there, palm settled firmly on his back and pinning him firmly down. Then she started walking for the door, his naked body settled over her shoulder and helpless in her grip. The young prince moaned hoarsely, shivering with delight at the delicious feeling. "Keep still," She chided, her free hand darting up to smack him firmly once again across the quivering butt. A shrill yelp escaped his lips at the new sharp sting across his already glowing cheeks, but the hot mark her palm left across his skin just made his throbbing dick ache all the more.

"Sorry." He gasped out, very conscious now of how his bare, red butt was settled right there on her shoulder, where she could smack him all she wanted and he'd be helpless to stop her. That thought sent another excited thrill through his naked body, and he found himself wondering how hard she'd spank him this time if he did keep squirming.

"Naughty boy." She chuckled, giving his glowing butt a firm pat like she'd read his thoughts. Marcus moaned hoarsely, his chest dangling over her back as she carried him like a sack back through the lavish rooms towards her bed. He felt light-headed with anticipation, his skin tingling and belly fluttering madly. She'd promised she'd let him spurt once they were there, and while his aching dick wanted nothing more, in truth he didn't much care what happened, so long as it was with her. He just wanted to be with her, and that made him sigh with delight as she ducked back through the curtain leading into her bedroom.

Her steps quickened for a moment, and he heard her breath catch eagerly in her throat. Then she darted up to the end of the bed and he was lifted easily off her shoulder and laid firmly down on top of the silk sheets. She straightened back up to her full height, staring down at him from the end of the bed with dark, gleaming eyes. He lay there, blushing hot, as her hungry gaze drifted over the bare skin of his chest, down over his belly and thighs before settling at last on the tip of his stiff, twitching dick. Her tongue flickered free to lick her lips lustfully, and Marcus trembled in anticipation as she climbed up onto the bed after him, kneeling down between his spread legs. Before he could ask what she was going to do to him, she grabbed him by the hips, lifting his hindquarters up against her body. That left his legs dangling helplessly in the air on either side of her head, his soft butt resting on her chest, and his stiff dick right in front of her wet lips. He shivered as he felt her hot, tingling breaths on his sensitive skin, sending little crackling shocks down his twitching shaft.

"Now, little one." She smirked, as he stared longingly up at her with trembling lips. "I'm going to give you all the pleasure you've waited so patiently for. No matter how much you squirm, whimper or squeal, I'm not stopping, not until I've milked you dry." With that last word she leant down and wrapped her lips around his cock, taking his entire length with ease inside the warm, wet heaven of her mouth. Her tongue went to work at once, fluttering along his shaft as she held his dick in place with her lips wrapped gently round the base. The young prince squealed and gasped as he was played with, his limp hands gripping the sheets tightly at the hot, tingling pleasure searing through his body. All the while, she held him there helpless against her chest, his soft, bare legs twitching in the air.

Her gleaming eyes were fixed on his face, drinking in every moan and shiver with that hungry gaze. As he stared limply back, her tongue fluttered over the sensitive head of his cock, tracing along the skin. At that moment, he felt his balls tighten, his dick twitching and pulsing between her soft, cradling lips. It had been barely a minute of her tender attention and he tried to bite his lip and hold it back, but...he was just so **** and her mouth felt so good. Her eyes lit up, and suddenly she was sucking hungrily on his cock. Heat seared through his body as he came, spurting his seed right onto her waiting tongue. His body trembled in her grip, his bare legs kicking helplessly next to her head. The climax was just amazing after waiting so long, crashing through him like waves of warm delight, her soft lips and tongue teasing every drop of cum from his pulsing cock just like she'd promised.

At last though, he was finished, and slumped back into the bed, panting hotly. She raised her head, releasing his softening dick from between her lips and letting it droop back over his warm, satisfied balls. Her throat tensed a moment as she hungrily swallowed down his cum, then she met his bleary gaze with another delighted smile that made him wriggle with pleasure in her grip.

"Thank you, Kihara..." He whimpered softly, his heart aching with love for her, the woman who'd done so much for him. "That felt...amazing."

"Oh...I'm not done." She purred, like a hungry tiger toying with her prey. "I'm nowhere near done with you, little one. I said I'd milk you dry, remember? And I meant it, every single drop." And suddenly his soft dick was back inside her mouth, already being coaxed back to hardness by her teasing tongue and lips. Marcus moaned hoarsely, helpless in her grip as she held his body exactly where she wanted. It felt so good he was already teetering on the edge of spurting onto her tongue again, another load of cum she'd suck from his twitching balls with relish. And she said she wanted to milk him dry? He squealed shrilly at the thought, his fingers digging helplessly into the sheets underneath him. Every moment was just so amazing he could hardly bear it, only amongst the trembling pleasure of her mouth and tongue toying with him so pleasurably, he couldn't help but wonder with the slightest flicker of concern just how long was she going to toy with him like this.