Her Monster, His Master

"Master i know i'm not allowed to come yet... what do you want me to-" he hissed, body stilling as a small spasm quivered around his length, almost sending him to his edge. "What do you want me to do?"

She took his jaw in her hands, pulling his face close so that their noses touched when she told him. "I want you to edge yourself with me. Fuck me as hard and as fast, or as slow and steady as you want. But hold off until i say you can let go." She whispered, shivers wracking Faun's frame as he felt the blood rush to his face, taking her legs as he began to push harder and deeper.

"Yes Master." it was a growl, a promise to obey but to also destroy her small mortal body in the process.

Lily smiled as she moaned, holding her ankles for him as he delved deeper, claws clutching at her waist, shoulders, anywhere he could as he watched the way her plump lips spread around him. They were so pink and swollen and her clit throbbed each time he hit what he knew was one of her favorite spots. All he could think to do was abuse it.

Her voice rose in volume and pitch as he touched her, very lightly rubbing the small bloom between her legs in order to not overstimulate her but add to her pleasure, changing his focus to her twisted face, mouth fallen open and eyes half lidded as she met his gaze.

He cried out as he clenched all the muscles in his pelvis, freezing inside of her before pulling out so that only his head was sheathed inside, panting heavily when he felt his orgasm fade back, flaring up again when he pushed in and saw Lily's whole body twitch. He repeated this over and over, orgasm fading back and then coming to the forefront, just out of reach and waxing and waning like the tide. His whole body shook uncontrollably, his hand unsteady at the base of his cock as he winced and spasmed, still rubbing at his master's clit despite coming more and more undone. He was dazed and almost lost to the pattern of it when Lilly grabbed his leash again, pulling roughly so that he looked her in the eye.

"Do you think you've been a good enough boy to come?" she panted, obviously close to orgasm herself with how long and how deep he had been drilling at her.

"Yes Master." his voice cracked, tears in his eyes with how badly he wanted release.

"Then beg me." she gasped as he sheathed himself to the hilt, lacing the fingers of one hand into her hair softly and never looking away.

"Please Master..." he whimpered, pure devotion in his voice as he kissed her neck. "Please will you let me come?"

She moaned softly, feeling her pelvis clench as she tightened her grip on his leash one more time to bring him to her lips, pushing him away roughly and tangling her fingers in his hair as she bit out between clenched teeth. "Not good enough Pet. Grovel."

"Master I-" he hiccuped, bucking spastically as he thought of what to say. "I've... i've waited all night and followed every order. I made you come and admitted i'm nothing but your- ah!- nothing but your fuck stick. Please will you let your property get off?" he grasped at her hips desperately. "Oh fuck i- i need to so badly Master. I-I've been so good and-" he devolved into a series of whining pants as he slowed his thrusts, hips pausing as his half lidded expression showed that it was a struggle to even think. He stayed still, hunched over his Master with his hands braced on her breasts and hips, leash taut and totally powerless as he tried to gather himself, trying to remember how to breathe, let alone speak.

"Please?" he finally whispered, whole body shaking as he held off. "Please will you let your slut of a slave come for you?"

"Yes!" she gasped, finally relenting at the look of suffering in his eyes. "Come for me, Faun."

Lily let go of the leash at that, not because she had intended to, but because what she had unleashed with those words couldn't be held with the flimsy piece of leather.

He growled desperately, seeming to take a moment to realize he had full reign before eagerly rolling his master over. He made the prettiest sound as he watched his cock slowly dissapear inside her warm center, grabbing her ass cheeks before finally letting go.

He relentlessly plowed her into the mattress so that she would scream, knowing damn well that it was what she wanted, and more importantly, what he had earned.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" She chanted gracelessly, spreading her cheeks for him in invitation as she looked up at his lust filled face. She grinned around her moans, it was almost like he was angry.

He saw her smug expression and felt his belly catch fire, he would wipe that look off her face and make her just as desperate as he was.

He shifted her around, legs now spread and held at the ankles at his shoulders, another hand gripped tight on her throat while his last angled her hips so she'd feel nothing aside from the pain of his cock delving all the way inside. He even pushed the knot in so that her mouth made the most beautiful "O," head craning back silently as he pulled it out, only to pop the flesh back in again and repeat. She silently grasped at the hand at her neck, throwing her head back when he started his violent pace one more time, releasing her for air so he could hear the way she wheezed and wailed at his unforgiving pace.

As his fingers traced over her swollen clit, the same self-satisfied smirk Lilly had given him minutes ago graced his face, that being all she needed to finally fall over the edge.

Her climax crashed over her so hard she saw stars, toes curling as her voice left her altogether. He was hitting her cervix so hard that she felt her canal stretch to accommodate him. This sent her into a bucking, writhing, gasping, fit that only pushed her slave to his limit.

He pushed the pseudo-knot inside of her for the last time, roaring out as he found all the heat in his belly to spread over him like wildfire. Jet after jet of white hot come pouring inside his Master's already strained walls, and he felt like it might never end. The way his hips spasmed in release was somewhat painful, although he was too euphoric to care. He had earned this and he would enjoy it to its fullest.

His Master scratched and clung to the sheets beneath her, squealing and flailing about on his cock with the overflow of sensation that milked her orgasm, and his, to its fullest, not once ceasing until Faun thrust one last time and collapsed on top of her in a sweating, shaking heap.

There was a long moment of silence and calm, only interrupted by the sound of scattered shaky cries and the huffing of an exhausted master and her pet.

Faun felt like he had run a marathon while Lilly felt like she had been hit by a truck.

"Oh g-god." she hiccuped, barely having the energy to stoke her lover's hair. "You are such a good boy."