[F4A] The Watch

Prompt Staus: Closed

”Lust gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until she is satisfied. I shall take no pleasure, hold no orgasm, nor voice my displeasure. I shall wear no clothes and please no Mistress. I shall crouch and watch in my cage. I am the whipped sub. I am the watcher of the scene. I am cucked. I pledge myself to my Mistress, for this night and all the nights to come.”

You had no idea what you’d gotten yourself into when you said those words. I merely gave you a quick smile before allowing you to go back to licking up my pussy as I read through a couple of emails. We’d been bingeing through Game of Thrones since I got back from my business trip, and I thought it would be funny to have you recite an oath as if you were to become a member of the night’s watch before I let you return to your meal between my legs. Of course, you didn’t seem to pay much attention to the words I had made you speak, happily licking away until my thighs wrapped around your head and I rocked my hips into your lips as I came.

We went through the motions of any couple, at least any couple with our unique dynamic, you pleasing me throughout the day, listening to my every word and thanking me for it all before I teased you around a little and left you frustrated as we went out to dinner. Once home, I tied you up, edged you a little bit more - laughing at your whimpers and tearful eyes - before finally letting you cum as I finished you off with my hands. We cleaned up. Well, you cleaned up while I showered before we went to bed, using you as my body pillow.

As usual, you performed your duties as an oral alarm clock, gently rousing me from my slumber in the way I preferred as well as serving me breakfast afterwards, continuing to placate my ravenous pussy whilst I consumed the meal you had offered. But today was different, I was far… for a lack of a better word: kinder.

I thanked you, even returned the oral gift and let you eat with me at a table in private rather than have you serve beneath me or wait your turn. I wasn’t even this generous on your birthday or during our honeymoon, something was up but you were enjoying yourself far too much, or far too scared to speak out.

And then they came.

We were snuggled up by the couch, watching the next season of Game of Thrones as the knock on the door rang out.

“And so your watch begins,” I told you in a bubbly voice, grinning broadly with cruelty alight in my eyes as your face dropped in realisation. The Oath I had you sworn to me, the one you assumed was in jest was now a reality. With an almost skip in my step I walked to the door, pulling it open and disappearing from your sight as the noises of kissing could be heard, loud, wet and sloppy kisses that were meant for someone else.

“Ready for the show, little one?” I called out, my voice giddy with excitement as I brought them in.

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