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?”
“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?”
“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.