“What’s your favorite word?”  

“Nyx.”  

“Other than my name, what is your favorite word?”  

“Moon.”  

“Alright.  What I’m about to do next, will test your patience, your endurance, and your emotions.  If there is any time you wish me to stop, say the word “Moon” and I’ll stop. Do you understand?”  

“Yes.”  

“What’s your favorite word?”  

“Moon.”  

“Good.  Now, no matter how much you beg, barter or plea, I will not stop until you use what word?”  

“Moon.”  Nero quickly said as his throat became dry with need.  

“Good, boy. Now stand up.”  Nyx said as she helped him stand up.  She guided him to sit on a chair with his legs spread open and walked away.  

“Nyx?”  Nero asked when nothing happened and silence descended upon them.  “Nyx?”

Nero began to worry that Nyx tied him up and left him alone.  

“Nyx? Say something.  Do something to let me know you’re still here.  Please.”

Suddenly he felt a soft touch gaze his cheek, then his neck.  The feather slowly moved down his chest and teased each nipple until they stood erect, just like his manhood that was standing up.  The feather drifted down his stomach and touched the tip of his leaking manhood and moved lightly and slowly down and between his two balls that tightened.  

“Nyx…. what are you doing.”  Nero barely whispered before the feather came back up and teased his manhood back and forth.  With each soft touch, he felt the heat inside of him rush to his standing member. The soft teasing touch, drove him close to climax, however it wasn’t enough for him to completely cum.  Every once in a while, just when he felt he would cum, she would then move the feather to another place on his body, delaying his climax over and over again.

“Nyx.”  Nero pleaded as he felt the feather touch his stomach.  It was already his fourth time that he felt that he was close to cuming, however Nyx controlled his body like a puppet.  

His breath came heavy as he cried out her name repeatedly.  

“If you want me to stop, say your favorite word.”  

Nero shook his head no.  No matter what, he couldn’t say his favorite word.  It would mean that Nyx would stop, and in some way, deep inside of him, he never wanted Nyx to stop.  

The feeling of all her attention on him, made him feel special and needed.  It made him feel wanted and cherished. He didn’t want to say his favorite word, because it would all stop and he didn’t want it to stop.  No just yet.

He could feel how wet his manhood is with his essence that kept on leaking onto itself and on his stomach.  

From the feather, came Nyx’s hands and mouth.  Her hands touched Nero, from the top of his head to the bottom of his toes.  Memorizing every inch of his body, as if she was claiming each inch as her own.  

Her mouth kissed his lips and he kissed back hungrily, like a starving wolf.  He wanted to take control, however it was Nyx who pulled back and pushed him back into the chair.  Her mouth and lips, kissed, licked and sucked his neck and chest, leaving a trail of hickeys down his stomach.  

When her mouth found her prize, she lovingly licked his standing phallus, from tip to base.  When she finally closed her mouth over his tip, Nero groaned in pleasure and pain.

Pleasure, because her mouth felt so good.  Pain, because it wasn’t his whole length that she sucked on.  Her tongue constantly circled his tip, teasing him more and more.  The sensation of her mouth on his tip cause him to completely forget that she was in charge and his hips rose up to thrust himself into her mouth.

Nyx quickly pulled away and lightly bit his thigh.  

“Ah….”  Nero cried out as he felt her suck on her bite before kissing it

Her lips encased one of his balls as she sucked, his whole body was a taught with a storm brewing inside of him.  The storm was quickly becoming a hurricane, when Nyx finally place his whole length into her mouth.

He could feel his whole length enter her mouth, hitting the back of her mouth and entering her deeper.  He felt the warmth inside of her mouth and he immediately came.

“Ahhh… Nyx.”  Nero cried out suddenly.  

His climax was so intense, his back arched and hips lifted away from the seat.  Behind the blindfold, he could see stars and the moon. He felt as if his spirit had left his body and he a sense of lightness come over himself.  

He could feel Nyx’s throat swallowing his essence as if it was water and when she pulled his phallus out, it came out of her mouth with a pop.  

“Gods, Nyx.”  Nero said as he leaned forward, wanted to kiss her.  Wanting to hold her.

“Sit properly.”  Nyx ordered him as she kissed him.  

“Anything you say.”  Nero told her as he sat straight into the chair.  

Nyx slowly worked her magic on his manhood again, making it stand up and alert.  She had him begging within minutes for release. When her tight, wet walls finally encased him, Nero sighed heavily as if he was in heaven.  Nyx rocked her hips, grinding on him slowly, working them slowly into a frenzy.

Her hands rested on his shoulders, stabilizing her position as she worked her hips back and forth, up and down.  She switched up her movements, driving his penis into her.

With each action, it caused him to slowly lose himself into her.  The need to see her overwhelmed him. He suddenly felt she could quickly become air and drift away.  

“Let me see you, please.”  Nero pleaded. “I need to see you, Nyx.  Take of my blindfold.”

“Say your favorite word and I’ll do it.”  

“Moon.”  Nero quickly said.