[xxx - mature content warning. Proceed with caution - explicit descriptions, intense scenes, mature language, possible triggers - dom/sub dynamics, consensual bondage.]

   "You want a taste?" Adam smirks, grasping a handful of my hair. He pulls abruptly, yanking my head back. "I'll give you what you want, 'cause you're such a good boy."

   I instantly start taking frequent, short breaths as it is difficult to inhale normally like this. The sense of danger is back, more pulpable than before, but I try to stay relaxed. I have a safe word, a safe gesture and I trust my man. He will never cross the line beyond which all this will no longer be safe. The nebulous fear from the unknown will only make the pleasure more intense. I can handle it.

   "It's ok, handsome. I've got you." Adam's voice is sweet like warm milk with honey and cinnamon. He slides his palm under my chin to support it and leans forward. His massive cock is only an inch away from my face. His tone becomes husky and warning. "You can lick only once. Don't try more."

   A tortured moan escapes me, but I obediently stick my tongue out and run it as slowly as I can from his perfectly smooth balls, along the thick shaft to the wet glans. Fuck! It feels like velvet and has the addictive scent of vanilla and sandalwood. I take my time circling the rim and drawing carefully his tip into my moth. Adam lets me take it a little deeper, so I suck lightly without going overboard. The moment I press into the slit, wallowing in the sweet, but also slightly bitter taste of the warm pre-cum, trickling on my lips, he steps back and pulls his hands away. I growl in frustration and slam down on the mattress, unable to maintain balance.

   "Greedy," he laughs hoarsely, "...and naughty. Behave or I'll have to watch constantly over you so you don't do any mischief. I didn't give you permission to suck, did I, Puppy?"

   I am contemplating whether to throw a full blown tantrum which will surely be the final demise of my throbbing ass, but I don't really give a damn about it. Harsh spanking is much better than to be denied what is rightfully mine. This game is stupid. I puff and blow with a prominent scowl. What the fuck does one have to do to get some dick?

   "Aww, enough grunting and sulking," Adam sneers. "You got your three wishes. Now it's my turn. My rules from now on and you better not fail to follow them."

   He grabs the loose end of the tie, which is still wrapped around my wrists, and jerks it hard, pulling my arms back. It causes my body to arch backwards as well, straining like a taut string. I cry out from the unexpected move and the sudden effort.

   "You can take it, love." Adam's reassuring voice comes from behind my back. He ties the strap to the footboard, making sure I can't shift from my position of a bent bow. His fingers slide along my spine. I gasp when his lips touch my ear and his hot breath rises goosebumps on my skin. 

   "I've seen how flexible you are, baby," he whispers, "like a kinky little eel. You are so sexy. Look at you. Tense muscles, trembling thighs, glossy skin and tousled hair. Beautiful. You're Daddy's stunning boy."

   "I deserve an award, right?" I instantly grin. 

   God, I love it when he talks to me like that. I would do anything for his praise. This is not the most comfortable position I've been in, but I'm not complaining. There's something really satisfying in being tied up and feeling the subtle pain from the overstrain. It's like oddball training which brings you much more satisfaction in the end. I am proud that I can do this, almost hanging in the air, my knees barely touching the mattress, enjoying the slight burning sensation in my wrists and shoulders, trusting my lover completely, submitting and putting myself entirely at his mercy. He can break me, but I know he won't. This is belonging. I am not afraid to belong.

   "Ohhh, no one deserves it more than you, Puppy." Adam smiles back, climbing on the bed and kneels in front of me. "I've got the perfect prize right here. let me see how much you want it."

   I pin my gaze on his face and open my mouth. Adam's plump lips curl up in a sinful smirk. He wraps his fingers around my neck and, without giving me any time to prepare, thrusts half of his length down my throat. I choke heavily. Tears fill my eyes and flow down my cheeks. I cough hard, struggling to take a breath, but he doesn't pull back completely, keeping his glans between my lips.

   "It's alright, baby. Calm down. Breathe through the nose, slowly." His fingers dig into my unruly hair, gently massaging my head. He kisses my forehead and carefully wipes away my tears. "You can do this, love. Everything's fine. My good boy."

   I nod and only blink at him since I have no other means of communication right now. Adam understands. He gradually thrusts forward again. I manage to relax my throat this time and find the right position in which breathing is easy and my gag reflex does not get triggered. I am actually pretty good at that. It takes experience and I have it. Adam just took me by surprise. I am sure he did it on purpose. The way his cock got even harder when I teared up was too obvious. I would smirk, if my mouth was not stuffed to the brim. I like to turn Daddy on too much and I love to taste him. He is rough and powerful, ramming his entire length in, and soon falls into a steady rhythm, supporting my head with his hands, tangled in my hair. I desperately moan around his cock and pull the fabric, restricting my arms. This is too hot. I am dying to stroke my cock and even more so for him to touch it. I want to scream 'harder', although, he is not going easy on me at all. The wet, sloppy sounds are mixed with my whimpers and Adam's low groans and heavy panting. Sweat is dripping down his quivering abs. We are gazing into each others eyes. Everything in me is on fire. 

   "Just like that, Puppy. Look at your pretty mouth," Adam growls. "You're loving this, don't you?"

   He is absolutely right. I elicit an inarticulate sound and pull on the straps again in an attempt to free my hands. I would reach out and grab his ass if I could. I would beg him to be even harsher. My jaw starts to hurt and my overstrained muscles are hardly going to last much longer, but I don't want him to stop. He drives me wild. I'm going crazy with desire. 

   "You'll make me cum so hard if I let you," he hisses, pulling his cock out of my mouth and instantly replacing it with two fingers. "Is that what you want? Daddy's load down your throat? No, Puppy. Not yet. You'll have to work harder."

   I suck on his fingers with all the zest I am capable of, but am deprived of the opportunity too soon, despite my mewls and protests.

   "You've played enough with Daddy's toys," Adam laughs. "Time to get down to business. What do you think?"

   "Yes, please," I moan. "I'm so ready."

   "No you're not," he winks at me and goes to free my hands. As soon as I can move, I sprawl face down on the sheets and clutch the soft fabric in my fists, trying to calm down and even my breathing. Adam slaps my butt and nests between my widely spread legs. "But you'll be pretty soon, handsome. I promise."

   "Aren't you gonna loosen those slings around my ankles?" I whine. "Please, Daddy! I want to turn around and make you feel even better."

   "Oh, I'll surely do it." His soft chuckle gives my cock all the butterflies. His palms rest on my butt and squeeze. "You don't even have to beg. But I intend to loosen something else first."  

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A/N

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