I, the slave boy, awaken with the most potent seed!!

Her eyes shot open as she felt it slide deeper inside than ever before, and yet she was able to keep her gag reflex under control. It took all her mental effort to stay relaxed, and not ruin what she had achieved, but even so, she had to pull back after a couple of seconds.

"Fuck, that was amazing," Zafron was breathing hard, now for more than one reason.

"Yes, I agree," Sakura agreed, "I knew I liked the idea of sucking your joystick, but doing this is so much better," she saw that he must have uncrossed his legs while she was occupied, "but try not to enjoy it so much, you are getting left behind."

"Wait, about that," he asked, as she was about to smother him again, "could you, ahh, move back a bit? Or angle your hips forward some more?"

"What for?" She was curious, they had the perfect position figured out.

"I can't reach with my tongue that far," he explained apologetically.

Right, that was the thing she was missing from the beginning. She grinned, knowing he couldn't see it, "I let you eat me out and you complain?"

"No, of course not!" He denied it immediately.

"But you don't sound like you want it."

"Come on, you know I do."

"So tell me, what it is that you want."

"I..." There was hesitation and a moment of silence.

"Go on little mouse, say it." She moved her hips from side to side, ensuring there was nothing else on his mind. "I want to hear it."

"Please, let me lick that button," he whimpered quietly.

"See? It wasn't that hard." She praised him, "And here is your reward." She tilted her pelvis forward, angling her sensitive nub towards his lips, and brought it down, gently this time.

Her back arched as he got to work, treating her pleasure button with experience gained through many long sessions spent doing exactly that with women she may have met and some she hadn't.

Maybe it was something to do with how he did it or maybe the larger size allowed him to easily pinpoint all the spots that made her shudder.

The race was on, and Sakura wasn't keen on losing the advantage. Even if the prospect of sitting back and enjoying herself was increasingly tempting, she knew it would be even better once she was the one to dictate the pace.

Not wasting any more time she grabbed his manhood and guided it back inside her maw, this time breaking the barrier of her throat much easier. Unlike the last time, however, she started moving her head, taking delight in Zafron's muffled moans.

This tug-of-war went for another few rounds, as each of them could hold their breath for only so long, but with each pause, it was easier to guess which one would cross the finish line first.

Sensing that the victory was near, mostly as a throbbing of his shaft against her tongue, Sakura doubled her efforts, sliding only halfway up, never letting the sensitive head of his cock leave the tight confines of her throat.

He was oh so close, she could feel his whole body tensing as it approached the edge and at this very moment, she got the idea, that she could count herself as a winner when he starts to cum, and not when he finished, right?

She backed off, carefully keeping him on the edge with gentle licks here and there, and waited until he was about to cross his ankles again. She already knew the rhythm by now, he moved his knees closer together, right before he gave up, and once she saw them twitch, this was her signal to attack.

Sakura impaled herself on his dick, nearly hard enough to stab her chin into his abdomen. She felt him twitch and a second later she didn't even need to swallow as he started cumming.

She saw him move his legs, but it didn't matter anymore, she knew his limits and a few more seconds wouldn't hurt, and judging by the way she still felt more and more of his warm liquid coat her throat he didn't mind as well.

Once he was spent she pulled herself upright, waiting an extra second or two before raising her hips and letting him breathe again. There was something satisfying on a primal level as she held complete power over him.

"Fucking hell, Sakura." Zafron gasped. For a second it seemed as if he was about to say something more, but couldn't decide on what.

"I take it you liked my trick?" She teased him, already knowing the answer, since she swallowed all of it.

"Amazing," he confirmed, "eleven out of ten."

"I'm so happy to hear that honey," she reached back to pet his hair, "and how did you like my throat?"

"Huh? I just told you."

"Oh, no, we were talking about me smothering you under my ass, and I am so glad you want to do that again. In fact, you will, since I didn't cum yet"

"Can I object?" He asked doubtfully.

"Sure you can little mouse," she inched closer to his face, her hips nearly trapping him in a soft prison once again "I won't care though."

There were no protests or bargains this time. He knew there was no point, as once again his whole world was dominated by her scent and taste, reduced to the feeling of her damp skin pressing from all sides against his head.

Sakura, now free to focus on her own pleasure to the fullest purred as he kissed and licked her sensitive folds, brushing with the tip of his tongue against her clit whenever she moved it close enough for him to reach. She was already close to orgasm but didn't want to end it just yet, not when she had him at her mercy.

She didn't keep him breathless for long, not longer than he would have done it by himself, given a choice, but that didn't matter. The psychological effect of being the one to decide that was enough for her, and she suspected that he wouldn't protest too hard if she proposed to repeat it next time. A next time? She hoped there would be one...

After his fourth pause, she angled her hips forward, giving him full access to her sensitive nub, one that he happily indulged in, making her moan in bliss. Absentmindedly she started grinding her hips against his face as her orgasm rapidly approached. She knew she was pushing it close to his limit, but she couldn't stop now, not right now, right at the edge.

"Urghhhhhh~" she groaned, fingers clutching the sheets as she came.

And when she came, she came hard. Her whole body locked up as the first spasms tore through her spine, setting off fireworks in her brain. And it went on, and on, as Zafron worked tirelessly to earn the privilege of another breath. Even so, that didn't stop her from pushing her clit against his tongue, getting every last bit of pleasure she could out of him.

She sat back up, moving her oversensitive nub away from his merciless mouth when it became too much, and the orgasm slowly subsided, with pleasant aftershocks as her little boy still licked and nibbled everything he could reach.

It took her a few seconds to realize his frantic squirming maybe had a reason.

"Oh, sorry about that," Sakura apologized, lifting her hips, "you all right?"

Sakura moved aside, releasing him from the grasp of her thick thighs, and got a chance to look him straight in the eyes for the first time in a while. She had to stifle a laugh as she saw his face utterly drenched in her juices, to the point where he couldn't even open one of his eyes.

"Yeah, all good," Zafron coughed, "I wouldn't mind a clean rag, though," he pulled his arms from behind his back, grimacing. "I can't feel my hands."

"Let me help," she offered, grabbing the bedsheet, "eh, we will need to change them either way."

"Seriously? Can't you use something clean?"

"Everything within arms-reach distance is wet. But we can do it the old-fashioned way." She added, grinning.

"Which means?" He asked cautiously.

Instead of answering Sakura lay down on top of him and started licking his face, cleaning him up. His first reaction was to try and turn away, but she didn't let him, grabbing his head and moving it around to not miss a single spot.

She looked at him for a second, appreciating her work, then slid off of him and wrapped her arms around his chest, pulling him close, until his back was firmly pinned against her chest.

"That was...," Zafron commented after a moment of silence.

"Disgusting? I don't see why, you were drowning in my pussy juice two minutes ago and loved it, so don't try to get sassy on me now."

All she got was a grunt, as he tried to squirm in her grasp, but not with much effort. It was almost precious how the flipped power dynamic affected him, she liked how he tried to maintain some semblance of control.

"And I think that by 'disgusting' you meant 'hot', and 'please do it again'. You may correct me if I'm wrong."

Again a grunt, but a softer one this time. She didn't comment on that, they both needed a break and a few minutes of cuddling with her as a big spoon sounded lovely. This was the first time she got to do it, but it was already her favorite position to be in.

"Oh, one more thing, before I forget," Sakura squeezed him closer in excitement, "now that I have my little subby boyfriend all figured out, do you know what I will do tomorrow?"

"Boyfriend?" There was a hint of resignation in his voice.