Once she'd pushed him far enough to be absorbed into the experience, but not yet so far that he was feeling the onset of his orgasm, he gazed down at her. One moment his eyes were piercing into hers and challenging her to keep looking up like she'd been told, despite the hard stare... The next she was granted relief and he looked down to where he vanished into her wet, warm and rather *squelchy* mouth. Both were pleasant, and he switched between them regularly.<br/><br/>That faded when she did enough to make his body start to tense up. A single groan spilled from his lips, and his hips stopped the almost lazy back and forth they'd adopted as his muscles all tightened themselves a little beyond the point at which it was comfortable. His head fell back and his eyes abandoned her entirely, leaving her to do what was necessary to finish him off. While her head rolled against his lap, his cock felt a shifting pressure around most of his girth; moving, but nearly constantly there in some capacity or another. It was enough to bring a second groan, this one long and drawn out and signalling the tightening of his body. It coiled up, bunching and trembling on the very brink before he caught her head in both hands, dragged it forcibly forward to admit all of him. In the same motion he came, sending pulses of cum rocketing down the back of her throat; so deep she barely even tasted it, it was just a sensation sliding down the inside of her throat. The moment lasted for a small eternity before he finally released her, leaving her to do the job of dragging away from him (as well as cleaning him, thanking him and so on.)<br/><br/>She didn't get long to recover. His eyes had fallen further into that strange combination of sadism and softness; he appreciated her efforts... But he was going to hurt her anyway. He had tensions that a blowjob wouldn't cure. "Stand up. Listen carefully." She was given the necessary moment to right herself. His hand reached up to clear an errant lock of hair, and for a few all-too-brief moments the softness overran his face. "I appreciate your efforts. It is terribly important that you understand that what happens next is not a punishment. You have done well recently and I will, in time, repay your improvements." He even leaned in to grave her cheek with the affection of a kiss, but when he leaned back the softness had fallen into a stony resolution. "However... I have had a truly awful morning. You exist to act as my relief, and right now no amount of cum that I might dump into you is going to cut it. I'm going to make you<i>cry</i>and<i>scream</i>til my irritation has passed..."<br/><br/>He turned away from her and walked toward the door. "Go to my room. Bring a whip, clamps, a paddle, candles, something sharp... Anything you can find in short order. Lose the dress, too." He slipped out of the door, paused just a moment to wonder if he was going to undo any of his hard work taming her, then shook his head and wandered up to his bedroom to await her arrival.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>