​CONTENT WARNINGS:

​MATURE CONTENT (18+)

​Explicit Sexual Content (Handjob/Masturbation)

​Power Dynamics & Praise Speech

​Body Positivity / Affirmation

​Phobias: Being Watched, Claustrophobia, Loud Noises.

​As we get into the sleeping quarters, I feel my heart pounding against my ribs.

​"Now, sit," Colton said in a low tone. I sit down slowly so I won't hurt my hip. I look up at him; he smiles at me like he is my owner and I did good. I want him to praise me more.

​He sits in front of me. "This is a test. If you do what I say, then you will get what you want. You understand me?" he said in a certain tone. I nodded yes quickly. "Now, if you don't listen to me, I will have to punish you," he said in a growl.

​I want to follow all his rules, I say to myself. I see him open a candy bar—it looks like a peanut butter bar. He puts it to my mouth. "Don't touch it with your hands. I'm feeding you, small bites at a time. You understand?" he said in a low tone.

​"Yes," I whisper.

​He smiles. "Good. Now, eat," he said in a low, deep tone. I bit a small piece, just like he told me to. He is looking at me with a hunger, like he is trying not to attack me right here. I feel like I am looking into the eyes of a predator, and I am his prey.

​The bar is almost gone. It feels like I’ve been doing this for hours; the weight of his gaze is almost unbearable, but I want to do good. He starts to growl a bit, sounding like he is holding himself back.

​"Did Joe say something to you?" he asks in a low tone. I know I need to tell him, but I just nodded.

​"Don't listen to him. Only listen to me. You understand?" he said in a monster-like tone.

​I nodded yes. The bar is gone now, and he throws the wrapper into the trash. "You are a good boy," he said in a low tone as he pets my head. "Now, since you did so good, it's time for your reward," he said in a growl.

​I gulp and nodded okay.

​"Put your hands behind your back. No moving them until I say so," he said in a monster tone.

​"Okay," I whisper. He unbuckles my belt and pulls down my pants slightly, pulling out my dick. I feel so small in his hand and in his presence.

​"You are hard, my little mouse. How cute," he said in a low tone. He began to move his hand up and down in a slow motion. Oh fuck, I whisper to myself. The way he is touching me feels like I’ve reached heaven in this Devil store. I feel the pleasure building. "Ohh, Colton... please... please," I beg.

​He puts his thumb on the tip to stop me from coming. Why? I want to come. I look at his eyes.

​"Say 'please, Sir,' my little mouse," he said in a low tone.

​"Mhmh," I mumble.

​"If you don't say it, we will stay like this all night," he says in a low tone.

​"Please... please... Sir," I say with a cry.

​"Good boy," he said in a low tone. He starts to move again. I feel him sucking on my neck. "Oh fuck..." I moan out.

​"Cum for me, my little mouse," he moans with a growl in my ear. I feel my dick go tight. I feel him slip his other hand to my butt and start to rub the rim. That feeling... it feels amazing. "I... am... cumming!" I cry out with a moan. My cum shoots out all over his hand.

​I am breathing hard. I feel his hand slip out of my pants from behind and he lays me down. I see him licking my cum off his hand. "Mhmh... you are so sweet, my little marshmallow," he said with a growl.

​I am panting hard. I see he has a huge erection in his pants. How is he that huge? That can't be human size, right? I ask myself. "Wh... at about... you?" I said, out of breath.

​He smiles at me. "Don't worry. Next time, okay?" he said in a sweet tone. I want him to feel pleasure like I did. I want to make him feel good.

​He walks into the bathroom and I hear the water go on. I feel so sleepy. The way he touched my rim... I want him to go inside me. Don't think about that, Matthan. Does he know I am a virgin? I ask myself.

​He’s been in there for a while. I see him walk back out; he isn't hard anymore and his hair is wet. He took a shower. He sits down beside me, and I feel so small compared to him. He starts to wipe me up with a warm cloth. "You did great, little mouse," he said in a soft tone.

​I try to speak, but I couldn't.

​"You are so beautiful. Everything about you is perfect," he said in a soft tone.

​"You think I am beautiful?" I ask in a whisper.

​He smiles at me and leans down to kiss my lips. "I don't think. I know you are," he said in a soft tone.