My body screams with excitement at the new pet name, and I suddenly feel an undeniable desire to make him happy, just so he can tell me he’s proud of me and call me adorable names I never knew I wanted to be called. I want to show him how good I can be for him, because the joy in his face and pride in his voice make me blush. I can’t believe it, but I want to be his good girl. I want to please my Sir. I want to show him just how much pain I’m willing to endure to make him happy.

I open my mouth wide once again, letting Nas shove his cock deep inside, and I feel no embarrassment whatsoever as my eyes water and I drool onto the floor. I hunger for the feeling of his thickness in my mouth, and swell with happiness when Nas pulls out and kisses me hard, completely disregarding the spit all over my face. He kisses me like it’s not even there, until his own face is covered just like mine. It’s like he’s trying to make me fall in love with him during our very first real BDSM scene, and I can barely pump my brakes enough to keep from crashing.

He takes a moment to smile at me while I gasp for air, before walking out of view for a moment and returning with the black wand vibrator from when we first entered the Kingdom. While I’m strapped down and helpless, Nas fastens the vibrator to a clip on the underside of the bench and sticks the vibrator through the hole in the center, placing it directly on my clit. When he turns it on, I completely lose it.

“Holy fucking shit!” I squeal before I’m able to pull it back. I know I’m not supposed to talk, but after being flogged and choked with cock, my pussy is already on edge, so the sudden attention to my clit is like a shock to the system that sends me reeling.

As Nas comes back to the front, I press my face down into the cushion beneath me as the vibe goes to work, but Nas’s fingers find my chin. “No, I don't think so. Don't you dare hide from me. Give me your mouth. Open it for me, Baby Girl. I own that fucking mouth.”