Be Honest: Insecurity

You look up into her golden eyes with honest embarrassment. “I-I’m small.”

“You’re what?” She tilts her head to the side confusedly.

“I have a small penis, all right?” You blush and look away. “The Mistress loves to humiliate me over it. Up until recently, I had never even considered it, but…she’s right. It's pathetic.”

She kisses your cheek again and her golden eyes peer deep into your soul. “Can I be the judge of that?”

You frown and look intimately into her eyes. “Promise not to laugh…?” She nods. “I saw you once before, Joshua. The first time we met, remember?”

You look away with embarrassment.

"Did I laugh then?"

You shake your head.

"And I won't now. Promise."

You let out a shameful sigh as you allow her to inspect your precummy penis. Wasting no time, she positions her hand along your length and wraps her practiced fingers around it. She begins pumping it slowly as she teasingly rubs your sticky precum with her thumb.

You look up to her with surprised, hopeful eyes. She smiles lovingly, shifting her reddened gaze to meet yours. “Honestly? It is kinda small-”

You groan in embarrassment and frustration as she continues, “-but nature is full of creatures that impress their mates in a variety of ways. You’ve impressed me, you know?”

She continues to slowly stroke you as an uncomfortable silence sets in. She kisses you on the cheek as you blush openly from the condescending humiliation.

You look away with annoyance. “Please don’t patronize me, Minerva. Just be honest. That’s what friends do, right? They tell hard truths?”

She nudges you slightly as she lightly rubs your aroused member. “Hey. Look at me. Come on, Joshua. Please?”

You frown with embarrassment as you meet her eyes once more. “I am being honest. You haven’t been here very long, but you’ve already become one of the Mistress’s favorites. You’re intelligent, cunning, kind, and most importantly--a survivor.”

She gives you a wan smile. “You refuse to let this place break you. I find that very impressive.”

You offer her a shy smirk. “You mean that?”

She nods. “Mhm…”

“And besides,” she winks, “I love your cute little cock, baby.”

She bites her lip and tightens her grip around your length. You groan as she begins stroking you faster.

You begin lasciviously fondling the tight fabric covering her breasts, and nuzzle your face into hers. She lets out a slight moan as you kiss her gently along the length of her neck.

Whispering into her ear with needy desire, you say: “I want to see you too…Can I?” You tug at the top of her dress slightly.

Her breath has quickened and you can feel her heart racing. She subtly nods, as she firmly grips your cock and continues to pleasure you.

She shifts toward you slightly, giving you a better angle. You begin sliding down the top of her dress, first past her shoulders, then past the swollen buds of her breast. A look of shock crosses your face as you realize that she’s not wearing a bra!

You swallow the saliva pooling in your mouth as you slowly bring your hands to her magnificent womanly orbs. Her puffy nipples harden under your inspection, as you gently pinch and roll them between your fingers.

She lets out a muffled moan and meets your gaze, stroking you with wild arousal. “What do you think…? Are they everything you imagined?”

“Honestly? They’re kinda small-” You quip back with a friendly, mischievous smile. She bumps her head playfully into yours.

“-but I think they’re perfect.” You bring your lips to one of her swollen nipples and begin sucking on it. She bites her lip, sighing in pleasure as you twist and twirl your tongue around the sensitive flesh. You feel yourself growing even more aroused by the action, and quickly feel yourself on the edge.

You pull away and meet her eyes. “Wait, Minerva…slow down. I’m gonna cum!”

She gives you a sultry wink. “So? Cum for me, baby…” Instead of slowing down, she hastens her stroke speed, pounding at your wet, glistening member.

“Is that allowed…? Will the Mistress-”

She pushes you firmly against the wall and continues pumping you with lustful vigor. “The Mistress will never find out.” She looks up at you with needy longing in her eyes. “I want to make you feel good. I want you to cum for me. Please?”

Fondling her breasts between your fingers, you feel yourself approaching the point of no return. You give her a nod, as she sends you over the edge.

You moan in orgasmic bliss as torrent after torrent of your thick spunk sprays across your body and her hand. The demonic vixen doesn’t relent. She skillfully strokes you to completion, extracting all that you have to offer.

Minerva begins licking up the cum on her fingers as you feel your cock slowly deflate from its sexual satiety. She winks at you before unceremoniously bringing her lips to your crotch and lapping up the puddles of musky cum. Your eyes go wide with arousal as she takes the head of your cock into her mouth and coaxes out the rest of your cum.

You run your fingers through her hair as she fellates you for several moments before eventually pulling away with a satisfied gulp. She gives you a lecherous wink as you relax your head against the wall and attempt to catch your breath.

“You’re incredible.” You say, struggling to find the right words.

“And you owe me.” She nudges you playfully with a silly smile.

You nod with hungry approval as you hike up her skirt and run your fingers along her supple, thick thigh. “How about right now?”

She shakes her head and places a hand on yours. “Next time.” She gives you an expectant look. “This one was all about you…but next time-” She bites her lips in a lustful display. “-we’ll make things even. Deal?”

You grin at Minerva with mischievous desire. “Deal.”

She nods smiling, and plants a kiss on your lips. As she pulls away, you subtly taste the saltiness of your own cum. The experience arouses you more than you care to admit.

“I just wish it had lasted longer…” You say, looking at her lustfully.

“There will be plenty of opportunities for us to practice.” She winks.

Minerva stands to her feet and adjusts her dress to once more cover her perfect tits. “Thanks for sharing yourself with me Joshua...and thanks for the meal.” She gives you a sultry wink as she slowly makes her way out of the cell.

“Minerva, wait!” You say, standing nakedly to your feet. “When will I see you again?”

“Miss me already?” She gives you a shy smile as she looks over your nude form. “Stay on the Mistress’s good side, lover boy. Promise me, okay? Just survive. I’ll visit again soon. You have my word.” She gives you a polite bow and locks the cell door.

You nod, holding each other's gaze for several moments, before she eventually turns to leave. You feel your cock unfurl slightly with arousal as you watch her bouncy ass strut down the hallway.

Pacing the length of your cell, you feel your emotions running riot over the critical voice in your mind. You don’t care anymore if Minerva is manipulating you. The heart wants what it wants, and you can’t deny that you feel something strong for that demonesque girl. You contemplate how far you’d be willing to go to prove it, as you mentally prepare for the Mistress’s next lesson.