Held by Luna Voss

20

Melyta

Barion and I both stiffen as someone knocks on the door to our cabin.

“Everything okay?” comes Korva’s voice. “Thought I heard a crash or something.”

“It’s fine,” says Barion quickly. “Nothing to worry about.”

“You guys ready for us to take off? Jenyta is ready to go.”

“Absolutely. Whenever she’s ready.”

I stay still, waiting for Korva’s footsteps to recede. I’m very horny now, and feeling very fulfilled by the way Barion just disciplined me. It’s weird. I wouldn’t say I like being punished, exactly. But sometimes I need it. At times like this. It helps me come back to myself. And it’s comforting. To know that Barion is in charge, and there’s no wrong I could ever do that would make him stop caring about me.

Feeling the plug in my ass with every movement of my body, I slip off of Barion’s lap and fall to the floor in front of him. All I want to do is submit to him now. To hear him grunting in pleasure and know that I’m the reason for it.

A low rumble of satisfaction comes from his throat as I put my hands on his thighs, finding his shaft. I can feel the thick, heavy lump of his cock easily through the fabric and I stroke it, looking up at him.

“Can I take off your pants, Vostra?”

His beacon flashes gold and his eyelids lower slightly. “Yes, vulta,” he whispers. “Good girl. Very good girl.”

I reach for his belt buckle, relishing his praise. I love seeing him like this. Dominating, pleased, hungry.

“You’re hard,” I murmur, releasing his thick shaft and holding it in my hand.

“I’m hard for you,” he replies, not taking his eyes off me. “You do this to me.”

I just smile, starting to kiss my way of his thighs, wanting to tease him. He watches me intently, his beacon glowing a dull gold. When I lick my way up his balls to his shaft, he groans audibly.

The head of his cock is glistening with pre-cum, the unmistakable visual evidence of his excitement. I’m pretty sure these disciplinary sessions arouse him just as much as they do me. I look him in the eyes as I run my tongue up his shaft again.

“Fuck,” he gasps, his cock twitching. “Melyta…”

I grin, giving him another long, slow lick. As I do, more pre-cum dribbles out of the head of his cock, causing him to groan.

“Fuck, you turn me into an animal,” says Barion, a growl in his voice now. “I…”

I silence him by taking the whole head of his cock into my mouth and sucking it gently, swirling my tongue around the tip in little circles. His pre-cum has a deep, musky flavor that I find weirdly addicting, and I realize that I must be responding to his pheromones.

“You’re going to send me into heat,” I whimper, the thought spurring my own excitement. “Your pheromones are going to send me into heat again, Vostra.”

“I… fucking hope so,” he sighs, focusing his eyes on me lazily. “I like you in heat. I like you when you’re desperate for me.”

“I’m desperate for you now,”I whisper, and take him back into my mouth, accepting his warm, thick shaft of flesh as deep as I can take it. Barion gasps, throwing his head back.

I start to work my mouth on Barion’s cock, sliding it up and down and enjoying his reactions. Sucking his cock like this feels visceral. He’s so hard I almost wonder if it’s uncomfortable for him, as though his organ might literally burst. I can feel it throbbing against my lips and tongue, and occasionally I stop and allow it to simply twitch in my mouth, listening to him gasp as he releases more salty fluid.

“What are you doing to me?” he groans, reaching over and stroking a strand of hair out of my face. “What are you doing to make me feel like this?”

I answer by pushing my mouth down on his shaft and holding it there, looking up at him with big eyes as I sputter with his cock in my throat. His eyes flash and he cups my face in his hands, guiding my head gently up and down.

Not taking my eyes away from his, I allow a moan to escape me. It comes out a little more like a gurgle, but Barion clearly doesn’t mind. He stands up, a look of furious conviction on his face, and starts to thrust with his hips, fucking my mouth.

“Good vulta,” he growls. “What a good girl you’re being for me.”

I put my hands on his legs, sputtering, but determined to keep taking his cock for as long as I can. He laces his fingers into my hair, gathering up a comfortable handful, and uses it to control my head as he reaches down with his other hand and gives my ass a slap.

“You’re so fucking perfect for me,” he whispers, slapping the other cheek as though to keep it even. “I love this little body, your soft, perfect mouth, your wet little cunt. How did I get so fucking lucky? What did I do to deserve this?”

He stops thrusting for a moment, holding me with my head all the way down on his cock. I gag, saliva starting to dribble down my chin.

“How does that plug feel in your butt?” he asks, smirking slightly as he releases me. “Does it feel good to have your bottom hole plugged for your Vostra?”

I moan an affirmative, nodding with just the head of his cock in my mouth. I’m even more aware of the plug now that he’s mentioned it, the dull stretching sensation in my behind suddenly making my pussy very tingly.

“Why don’t you touch yourself,” he whispers, more an order than a suggestion.

“Vostra?”I ask, confused. I seem to remember him saying I wasn’t allowed to come tonight.

“You heard me,” he smirks. “You’re going to touch yourself. I didn’t say I would allow you to come.”

My pussy twitches desperately at his words, but I feel a certain submissive glow at the reminder that he controls this aspect of my pleasure. I do as he commands, thrusting a hand between my legs and pinching my swollen clit between two fingers.

“Oh my god,” he gasps, his actions growing frenzied. “Oh my god, Melyta, oh fuck…”

His words devolve into animal growling and he stops thrusting into my mouth as his shaft begins twitch. I kneel in front of him as he empties his cock into my mouth, my pussy burning with need.

“Swallow that for me, vulta,” he orders breathlessly as he slowly slides his cock out of my mouth.

I do as he commands, looking up at him, my whole body tingling. I’m painfully aroused, squeezing and releasing my ass around the plug just to savor the way it feels.

Barion looks down at me fiercely, panting, fangs extended. “Bend over the bed for me, vulta. I’m going to fuck your little punishment hole and leave my cum in there, too.”