A Cock in the Hand Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

A Cock in the Hand Ch. 04

... through the gap in his robe.

"That's good, now suction it to the floor and lube it up."

Even as I followed his commands, the thought of him filming me again, made me sick to my stomach. When I recalled coming with the dildo vibrating my prostate, not even touching my cock, my boner only intensified. I spread the lube on, with two hands, reminding me of the two handfuls of his cock, I had that first morning.

"Lube up your woody there, Captain. Wouldn't want you to rub the skin off. It's gonna be a busy week."

I handed him the remote control and heard it come on, in high pulse mode. It was sad I could tell that, just from the sound. After the pounding he delivered, the dildo went in rather easily. The last largest ball stung a bit, but the vibration turned it to a pleasing tingle quickly.

As I pressed the third ball in, the vibration of my balls and prostate caused me to moan.

"You are a little slut, aren't you, CC?" he asked, as he sat in a chair to watch the show. His robe fell open, as he spread his legs.

Despite the humiliation, and the fact he was recording me again, my hips rocked on the rubber cock.

He toyed with the remote, turning it to constant on, off, on low, med, high and back to pulse causing me to grunt. I gripped my cock and spread the lube over it. I needed the humiliation session to end and the feel of the lube on my boner, gave me hope I could end this quickly.

"Not so fast, Captain Cock-whore. I didn't tell you to jack off yet. ...

... Show me how much my horny little bitch loves her dildo first."

Later, on the video, I would see the anger in my tomato-red face, as he taunted me again. Nonetheless, as I squatted on the eight-inch dildo with my feet against my hips and it vibrated inside me, my hips rolled with a mind of their own. They rolled in a slow circular motion trying to hit my prostate with the vibrator.

My eyes closed, and I began to raise up and down, as I rolled. My moans grew louder and my movements faster. I told myself the sooner you come, the sooner you're out of here. I could feel the intensity on my prostate and imaged myself coming again, just from the dildo; when suddenly, it stopped vibrating.

I opened my eyes and looked at him. My head was sweating from the mask, and I felt the urge to yank it off, but thought better of it, particularly with him recording me.

"What's up, CC?" he teased.

"Turn it back on, please," I asked, meekly.

"You like it in the ass, don't you, Captain Cock-whore?" He stared into my eyes, smiling knowingly.

"Yes, sir. Please turn-- huh!" It kicked in on high. "Thank you, sir."

My hips began to roll forward and back, as I raised up and down. Each time it hit my prostate, a tingling rush passed through my lower body.

"Are you my bitch, Captain?" His eyes cut through me, as he spoke.

"Oh yes," I sighed.

"You've already come twice this morning and you're hard as rock again." I nodded, somehow feeling protected by the mask, eyes moving from ...