Chapter 34 The Tongue Trick

I did not go to the dining-room until dinner-time. I knew that Leon would come looking for me if I did not appear. Just before dinner-time a message came from Leon asking me to wait for him in the dining-room. As soon as he returns to court, he will join me in the dining-room for dinner.

This time, instead of obeying, I hid in my bedroom. My sex counsellor, Miss Lola, tells me that men like compliant women, but that men can be pleasantly surprised and stimulated by the occasional female insubordination. Men like to be conquered, they like to be challenged. But men hate to lose, so in the game of love you have to let the man win, or at least feel like he has.

"Emily, are you in there?" Leon threw the door open, and when he saw that there was only one light in the room, and that I was not in bed. His next tone became anxious.

"Baby, where are you? Don't kid me!"

"I'm here!" I stepped out from behind the curtain in a sheer white gauze dress. A faint fragrance wafted through the room, as though I had purposely ordered it to be lighted.

My sex counsellor tells me it's important to create an atmosphere before sex because it turns men on. Men need to be seduced.

"Why don't you wait for me in the cafeteria?" Leon peered at me with those mesmerizing purple eyes, and it did not take him long to notice my little trick.

"So you want me to enjoy dessert now?" Leon closed the door behind him and folded his arms over his chest.

"I thought you were here for dinner!" I did not go at once to Leon, but leaned against the window, the breeze rustling my skirts and hair. A ruby necklace hung around my neck, and even without a mirror I could imagine how I would look now.

"You're so beautiful, baby!" Leon started walking toward me, "You always surprise me!"

"Do you want to start eating your sweetheart, my lord!" I used a humble tone, and Lola told me that in a sexual relationship, a woman's modesty is to satisfy a man's desire for power.

"I think so!" Leon wrapped his arms around my waist, his lips covered mine, and my teeth were easily pried open by his tongue.

We tasted each other, and the last two mouthfuls were sweet.

Leon's hands were round my back, and the shirt on my back was easily torn in two. I had, of course, beforehand selected frocks of the lightest material. My heart skipped a beat when I heard the sound of my clothes being torn. I like the thrill of roughness.

My hands slipped from my sleeves, and the torn dress fell quickly to my feet. My bare skin clung to Leon's coat, and the cold of the metal clasp tingled against my skin.

"Take my clothes off!" Leon lifted my chin with his hand, and his voice was seductive and commanding.

Do not disrobe him with your hands! I remember Lola telling me that Leon liked to set challenges for his sexual partners. If his sexual partner could solve the puzzle he had set up, Leon would have a sense of satisfaction.

So is this the same as training a puppy to catch a Frisbee in its mouth? The dog? I have made myself the pet of Leon!

I bit my bottom lip and glanced at Leon, then ran my tongue over his buttons. With mouth and tongue, I unbuttoned his shirt one by one, deliberately slowing my movements. His erection was closing in on me. By the time I had finished unbuttoning all his clothes, Leon was impatient to remove them completely with his hands. His firm pecs pressed against my breasts, and the heat of his body took the place of the earlier chill.

I took the opportunity to remove his pants, along with his underwear, and his huge penis bumped right into my nose. I put one hand on his huge one and pressed the other against the muscles of his thigh. My tongue slid slowly from the base of his cock to the tip, and my whole mouth took it in. Slowly, sucking back and forth.

Oh, he tastes so good!

His thighs tightened as I suddenly increased the speed of my mouth-sucking. Leon's hand gripped the back of my head by the hair, and my mouth moved more and more rapidly under his propulsion.

I sucked harder, causing my teeth to grind against the surface of his cock. A hiss escaped Leon's throat, and instead of a pained expression on his face, the friction of his teeth against his cock brought pleasure.

"Baby, I want you!" Leon's voice was low and urgent.

He was eager to pick me up and throw me on the bed, my legs separated by Leon. Leon's cock penetrated me directly, leaving me slightly tingling from the lack of lubrication.

But the tingling soon subsided, and my pussy became moist under Leon's throbbing, his back-and-forth rhythm increasing. I felt a burning sensation in my lower abdomen.

"Shoot me in the mouth, please!" I shuddered and said, "Give me all you have, my lord!"

That's what Lola taught me when she told me that Leon liked to hear a prayer during sex.

After a few hard thrusts, Leon quickly pulled out his penis and shoved it into my mouth. By this time I had opened my mouth to his gifts.

A slimy stream of semen shot straight down the back of my throat, and Leon shoved his cock almost full into my mouth. I felt as if my throat were about to be pierced, and it did not seem to be working.

Dozens of seconds passed before Leon could get his magnificence out of my mouth. I had to swallow his semen. My throat was now so thick with mucus that I could barely speak.

"You want dessert?" Leon gave me a wry smile.