Chapter 9: MOMMMYYYY!!!

Continued from chapter 8:

“No, Ero. No holding it in,” she commands, her voice low and dangerous.

“You don’t get to hold anything back from me. I want it all. Every last drop.”

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

She grinds her thighs together, her warm bare skin against my aching cock, pushing me closer to the edge.

“Give it to me, Ero. Cum for me like the **** slut you are. Paint my thighs with your shame.”

Her hand falls again and again, each blow echoing through the room like a gunshot.

“Now, Ero. Cum. NOW!”

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

Chapter 9:

I scream as sticky rope after sticky rope of pleasure erupts from the tip of my penis and paints her thighs. The pops of pleasure come in short bursts, hot, intense, almost painful.

“Cassidy!” The pleasure consumes me.

SPANK!

“Caaaassssiiiiddddyyy!!!” I can’t say it. I won’t!

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

I surrender as Cassidy milks all of the pleasure from me with her thighs, wringing me out completely.

“MOMMY!!!”

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

“MOOOOOMMMMYYY!!!”

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

“OOOOHHHH MY GOOOODD IT FEELS SOOOO GOOOODDD!!! MOOOOMMMYYY!!!”

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

I sob, my chest heaving, as Cassidy lets out a shriek of triumph, her face wide with surprise, then melting into a triumphant smile, giggling at me in the mirror over what she has just made me do.

I watch all of her emotions in the mirror as she watches me back, breaking me over her knee, scolding me for my naughtiness, and telling me what I'm going to have to do with my mess—all the while spanking me hard, right through the end of my orgasm.

Cassidy's face is flushed, her eyes glittering with a feral intensity as she watches me come undone. She continues to spank me through the aftershocks, each blow sending fresh waves of sensation crashing through my oversensitive flesh.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

“There we go,” she croons, her voice dripping with satisfaction.

“Good boy. You did so well. Such a brave boy. Such a nice strong spurt for mommy.”

Her hand slows, gentling until she’s simply rubbing my sore, reddened skin.

“Look at the mess you made,” she tuts disapprovingly, even as she smears my release into her thighs.

“Clean it up, Ero. Lick it all off like a good boy.”

She parts her legs further, presenting her coated skin to me.

“Every last drop. If I find any missed spots, you’ll be back over mommy’s knee for another lesson.”

She dumps me unceremoniously on the floor, and I get to work cleaning her up, licking every bit of my slimy, sticky, semi-salty semen from between her thighs.

Cassidy watches impassively as I debase myself, lapping at her thighs like a dog at a bowl. Her fingers thread through my hair, gripping tightly, forcing my face deeper into her crotch.

“That’s it, Ero. Get that tongue in there,” she demands, her voice husky with renewed arousal.

“Taste yourself on me. Taste how much you enjoyed being punished.”

She rocks her hips subtly, grinding against my mouth, smearing my essence everywhere.

“You’re mine now, you understand?” she states, not bothering to hide the possessiveness in her tone.

“This body, this mind, this soul—all belong to me. I’ll use you however I want, whenever I want. And you’ll thank me for it.”

Soon, she is clean from my mess, but when I glimpse a flash of her satin and lace-trimmed panties under her skirt and find them absolutely soaked with arousal, she says,

“Time to thank me, Ero.”

She slides her panties down and spreads her beautiful sex wide for me as I kneel before her.

“Get in there, sweetie. Time to thank me for providing you the discipline you so sorely needed.”

Cassidy smirks down at me, her eyes heavy-lidded with lust as she presents her glistening folds to my face. The scent of her arousal is thick in the air, musky and intoxicating.

“Go on, Ero,” she purrs, her fingers digging into my scalp.

“Bury that tongue in mommy’s pussy. Worship me like the goddess I am. Make me cum on that pretty mouth of yours. Show me how grateful you are for your punishment.”

I hike up her skirt, and she wraps her legs around my head. I dive into the sopping wet folds and protruding clitoris with reckless abandon.

Cassidy throws her head back with a sharp gasp as my tongue delves into her dripping core, her fingers tightening their grip on my hair to the point of pain. Her hips buck against my face, riding my mouth with wild abandon.

“Fuck, yes! Just like that!” she cries out, her voice echoing off the walls.

“Eat my pussy, Ero! Fuck me with that talented tongue!”

Her thighs clamp around my head, trapping me in place as she grinds shamelessly against me, chasing her rapidly approaching climax.

“I’m gonna cum! Don’t you dare stop!” she warns, her words dissolving into a wordless moan as her orgasm crashes over her.

Her cunt spasms around my tongue, gushing fluid onto my face and chin as she rides out the waves of pleasure.

As the final tremors of her orgasm subside, Cassidy loosens her grip on my head, allowing me to pull back slightly. She looks down at me, her expression a mix of satisfaction and cruel amusement.

“Mmm, not bad, Ero,” she praises condescendingly, using her thumb to wipe a stray droplet of her essence from the corner of my mouth.

“You’ve got quite the talented tongue. We’ll have to explore that further.”

She disentangles her legs from around my head and stands, smoothing down her skirt. “But don’t think this means you’re off the hook. We still have so much more to do.”

Her smile turns wicked. “The night is young, and I intend to use every second of it to mold you into the perfect submissive plaything.”

I remain kneeling before her as she stands, smoothing her skirt back down and looking down at me.

“I think we owe it to ourselves to let me own you for a few days, Ero,” she says.

“I’m going to go home and pack some things that will allow us to explore the depths of your submissiveness. Thank you for being a brave boy—a big boy over his mommy’s knee. I know it must have been very embarrassing for you, but rest assured, it is going to get a lot worse.”

“It’s not every day a 21-year-old girl gets to own a 37-year-old man. Rest up, Ero. No clothes, no playing with yourself.”

She pats my wilting penis gently.

“That doesn’t belong to you anymore. Your penis is mine now. I’ll be back in an hour.”

Cassidy's eyes gleam with sadistic delight at her words, a shiver of anticipation running through her. She leans down, grabbing my chin roughly and forcing me to meet her gaze.

“An hour, Ero. Not a second more,” she warns, her voice dripping with dark promise.

“And don’t even think about touching yourself. I’ll know if you do.”

With that, she releases me with a sharp push, standing to her full height and looking down at my naked form with a critical eye.

“When I return, you better be ready. Mentally and physically. Because once I have you alone, really alone, the real fun begins.”

To be continued...