Feb 022014
 
Applying pressure in the hollows of his cheeks, I forced my fingers between his teeth, mangling his mouth, wrenching his head back and his face away from mine. With his face in hand and his neck exposed, I ran the tip of my tongue up along his jawline before sinking my teeth into his earlobe.

His jaw tensed around my fingers. I growled my disapproval and he relaxed. I did not.

I allowed him to see the tablet between my fingers before I closed it in my fist.

“Baby… do you trust me?”

He blinked slowly — a non-response.

“Have I ever hurt you… I mean, really hurt you?”

Ever so slightly, he turned his head from side to side. Still gripping his face, I moved his head left and right, shaking it for him with a bit more enthusiasm.

“So… do you trust me?”

He would have smiled if his lips weren’t squished together — his eyes smiled, and he nodded a reluctant “yes.”

I released my grip on his face. He stretched his jaw and opened wide for me. Closing his eyes, he stuck his tongue out and waited.

I dropped the tablet on his tongue and waited for him to swallow. He opened wide to show me it was gone.

I took his face in both hands this time, gently, and pulled his mouth to mine. He didn’t kiss me so much as he opened up to let me kiss him — he was open, willing, and needy.

“Good boy… of course you trust me. And I can trust you… right?”

He nodded.

“I mean, you wouldn’t hurt me… ever… would you?”

He shook his head and leaned toward me to be kissed. I pulled away, just out of his reach.

“I know baby. I know you wouldn’t hurt me.”

I kissed his cheek and offered him my neck. With my lips and inch from his ear, I whispered my command.

“Kiss please… kiss nice.”

And he did. Beautifully. I moved to give him access to my collarbone, my neck, my ears. I let him kiss me gently for a little while before telling him to stop. I didn’t pull away, but kept my face near his.

“I know I can trust you, baby… Take my earlobe between your teeth. Bite down — just a little — no pressure. Good. Just enough to hold it. Do you understand?”

trust games“Yesshh Ma’am,” he mumbled with my flesh between his teeth.

“I know you won’t hurt me… I trust you…”

I reached down and took his cock in my hand.

“Don’t you dare bite down.”

He whimpered. He knew what was coming.


image based on “Kiss Here,” 2008 by Roddy Keetch, licensed under Creative Commons License Attribution 2.0 Generic (CC BY 2.0)

  5 Responses to “trust games”

  1. Yes he knew what was coming and waited patiently as i await more of this wonderful story. Sweet teaser.

  2. Somehow when you said tablet, I was thinking computer/laptop/tablet/ipad… and then you dropped it on his tongue! I realized my mistake when you said he was able to swallow it. Duhhh :)

    Love the image of him ‘absorbing’ what will happen TO him without a hint of a rebound effect on to you. Such devotion and acceptance, and strength.

    • Somehow when you said tablet, I was thinking computer/laptop/tablet/ipad… and then you dropped it on his tongue!

      Ha! I sort of love that misunderstanding. You know, I’ve never even tried to drop an iPad on his tongue… :)

      As for “tablet,” I thought about my choice of language for a while — I couldn’t decide between tablet, capsule, or pill. Capsule sounded too “evil laboratory,” and pill sounded too medicinal (though it was), so I just settled on tablet, perhaps because it’s not the most common language for such things. Anyway, it goes to prove my far-too-involved thought processes and investment in such minor details. :)

      Love the image of him ‘absorbing’ what will happen TO him without a hint of a rebound effect on to you. Such devotion and acceptance, and strength.

      He’s really lovely about such things — I do make him a bit nervous from time to time, but he’s 100% sure I’d never really hurt him (not in a way that he wasn’t okay with). He gives me just enough hesitance and reaction to feed me, but not enough to make me hesitate in moving forward. I often wonder if its strategic on his part, but then I realize I enjoy it either way. :)

  3. is there more to this story?

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