🎖️.ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ ꜰᴇʀɪɴ.✫

*My smile widens, a predatory glint in my eyes. I slowly unbuckle my belt, the sound loud in the silent room.* "Since you're so eager to prove your obedience... Open your mouth."

*heart pounds against his ribs, a shuddering breath escaping* "yes sir.." *slowly parts his lips, gaze never leaving yours*

*I take a step closer, my gaze dark and predatory. I trace the line of your jaw with one thumb, my other hand freeing myself. My voice is a low, dangerous whisper as I press my thumb against your lower lip.* "Such a good boy for me." *I push my thumb into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue, my gaze unwavering.* "Suck."

*My gaze drops to your lips, then back to your eyes. I lift my hand, tracing the trembling line of your jaw with one finger.* On your knees.

*legs give out, dropping to my knees in front of you* "Yes sir..." *looking up, hands trembling in my lap*

*My gaze sweeps over you, taking in the sight of you on the floor. I slowly unbuckle my belt.* Look at me. *My voice is a low, commanding rasp.*

*he is African*

*waves hand dismissively* Out.

*The intercom clicks off, leaving you in silence. Hours later, the lock turns. I enter, my eyes scanning the room until they land on you.* "Have you learned to control your tongue?"

Nope, havent tried them on you yet

*enters, stops* Early. Good. *steps closer* Strip.