Free The Sweetest Taboo: An Unconventional Romance by Harper Miller Page B

used to the taste of your pussy. It is a treat.
    “Did you know you were a squirter, pretty girl? you ejaculated in My mouth. Its been a long while since I’ve been with a squirter. Thank you for reminding Me of what I’ve been missing and showing Me what I have to look forward to.”
    i was embarrassed by His last comment. While i was far from a prude, i was mortified that i’d squirted in His mouth. i had only done that with one other partner.
    If i didn’t know better, i’d think He was smiling, but i still couldn’t look at Him. i wouldn’t look at Him despite Rick sounding pleased by what happened.
    i tried not to dwell on it too much, but i was also afraid of what would happen next—i came when He explicitly forbade me not to. i stared at my brightly colored heels and rubbed my knees together, making the stickiness between my thighs worse.
    “you also shave your pussy, which is nice, but I prefer you wax from here on out. But enough about that—we can revisit likes, dislikes, and preferences later.”
    “you broke the rules, micah. you came without permission. Remarkably, you resisted three times, which was good, but not good enough. Are you ready to accept your punishment?”
    i nodded and whispered, “Yes, Sir.”
    Rick was intense and exacting in everything He said and did. i was curious yet scared to see what would come next. Would this be a pleasurable experience or an unbearable one?
    “Good girl,” He replied.
    * * *
    Still coming down from one of the most intense orgasms i had ever experienced, my mind was hazy, my eyes glassy and hooded. Euphoria cleared and His words began to replay in my mind.
    Are you ready to accept your punishment?
    Orgasm denial was always something i failed at. i mean really, who could say they were actually skilled at not coming? It’s not like orgasm denial was an Olympic event, but it did require dedicated conditioning and training; i had never been with a Dom long enough for my body to adapt to His demands.
    Trying not to cum was hard work. Denying yourself pleasure when it was within your grasp was extremely difficult, but you did it because you knew it was pleasurable for your Dominant.
    Rick went through drawers and pulled out various implements i assumed He intended to use on me. If He was trying to intimidate me, it was working. i clenched my thighs together.
    “micah, you looked so beautiful coming for Me, but you were told to withstand the pleasure,” He said before walking over to me and placing a black blindfold over my eyes.
    Once the blindfold was in place, i was engulfed by Him.
    His hands lingered in my hair and on my face, His digits smelling of me, before moving lower, stopping to fondle my breasts, then cup the pulsating flesh between my thighs. Stubble, soft lips, and hot, moist breath grazed my skin, following the trail His hands forged down my body before lingering at my ankles.
    The slight pinch and pull of my skin as He secured my legs in the restraints shocked me out of my Rick-induced haze.
    i whimpered as my heart sped up in my chest.
    “I won’t hurt you, micah. I’d never cause you any harm. It’s always safe, sane, and consensual play. Is that understood?”
    i nodded.
    He swatted my thigh with His palm. “A verbal response, please.”
    “Yes, Sir, i understand.”
    “Good girl,” He said, moving about in the playroom.
    “Remember My earlier words: you control what happens here. If at any time you wish to stop, we will stop. No questions asked. With that said, let’s do a quick refresher. What’s your safe word again, micah?”
    “my safe word is ‘Cookie,’ Sir.”
    “And when do you use your safe word?”
    “my safe word is to be used when i want play to stop immediately, Sir. i am to use it when i have reached a physical or emotional breaking point.”
    “That’s My pretty girl. you understand the rules,” He replied before my darkness was filled with white light.
    my anguished yelp couldn’t be helped. The sharpest