Prompt: penalty
"There will be penalties for this."
You look up at him from your knees on the floor and he gives you that crooked grin and you know whatever punishment he has for you will be wonderful.
"I'm sorry, Master," you reply, trying to keep your excitement at bay. "It just happened."
"Did I tell you to come?"
He slinks around you, his fingers caressing your hair as he moves and your whole body reacts, nipples hard once more, a rush of wetness dripping from your core, lubricating the thick silicone cock you are straddling.
"No, Master. But you tasted so good and the dildo you chose was so big I..."
Logan's face drops to yours, catching you in a rough kiss and as he sweeps his tongue over yours, you hope he can taste himself on your lips. He retreats and you moan.
"That's enough talking from you."
Watching his hard, naked body strut towards the dresser, your eyes go wide as his hand skims the assortment of clamps and vibrators spread out, waiting to be used. You wriggle on the dildo, set deep in a bolster, so your weight keeps you on it, and another jolt of pleasure from your stolen orgasm shoots through you, setting your nerves alight. Hands tied behind your back, you wiggle your fingers with excitement, trying to expend some of your nervous energy before he returns. There is no escape. And it's wonderful.
When he turns, you see he has only one clamp in his hand and you know exactly what he's going to do. He's going for the most pleasurable of pains. His cock is still hard from you sucking him and as he approaches, unshaven and unkempt, you hope he will return to your mouth soon.
Dropping to his knees, he arches his eyebrow at you, trying to look dastardly, but instead, you see the playfulness behind the dominant persona. And when he skims his fingers through your folds, pulling roughly on your hard clit as he places the clamp down on your sensitive flesh, you gasp, your whole body shaking at the pain, followed by a luxurious flood of pleasure. Your body shakes and bends as endorphins release and you can't help the deep moan that escapes your lips, even if you're supposed to be silent.
He rises, steps back and gives you a second to adjust to the new sensation before walking back up to you, his thick cock in hand. You open your mouth and a drop of sweat rolls past your lips as you ready yourself to take him again. You imagine the pulsing veins running over your tongue, the sensation of precum dripping down your throat. There's a reason you came once already. Just thinking about giving Logan head has you almost there again. The clamp will help keep your next orgasm a bay. For now. Until the pain subsides to a beautiful tingling, and the pleasure increases tenfold.
But for now, you wait for his command, even if part of you wants to come again, just to find out what he'll punish you with next.
"Good, my Pet," he murmurs as he slides his cock into your mouth. "Now, let's try this again."