Chapter 3 - A sharp awakening

“NO!” Adaas screamed. He flung himself bolt upright, and flung me away in shock, too.

Apparently his dreams weren’t as happy as I thought they were, but more to the point I couldn’t get any further with my surprisingly evil plans. I knelt on the ground, staring in surprise at Adaas who was panting and red-faced as if he had been running from a monster. It took a moment for him to even come back to reality, but I was paralysed and I couldn’t hide and pretend that his length wasn’t my work.

When he finally came to his senses, he looked at me, then at his erection, and he understood immediately, and I couldn’t tell if he was mad or thankful, He just smirked and stood up. “Someone’s been a bad boy, havent’ they?”

I loved to hear this, like you wouldn’t believe. It only took hearing this to get me rock hard, and I was both scared and excited at how he was going to react. He called over for me, So I stood up so I could come to him.

“I didn’t say stand, bitch. Crawl to me”. I did as he said, my erection not going down at all. “You’re a bad boy, now how can I punish you?”

He put his hand to his face, but when it reached it I saw his hand recoil instantly, and I knew that this was because he noticed I had slapped him, hard. But he didn’t change his expression. “A really bad boy... Turn around”.

I did as he said, kneeling with my back to him. I waited in anticipation, each second like a minute, wondering how long it would be until he’d punish me. I thought about all the things I had seen on the internet, BDSM, gore, snuff. What could he possibly do to me? How bad was I? I wanted this badly, and I was starting to make precum with anticipation.

After a little while, I felt something on the back of my head, although I didn’t know what... Oh. I didn’t even get to see it. “Turn around, now”

I thought he was going to ask me to clean up, and I really wanted to as well, but that would be too kind and I knew what he was going to do. He got the rest of the cum that was on his hands and he put it all over my face. “Please”, I said. “Please, can I taste some?”

“No. This is a part of your punishment and you need this for me to teach you a lesson”

“Please?”

“Open your mouth”

I opened my mouth, and I kept it open in hope that he would let me have a little although he just kept putting more of it on my face. Finally, I saw that he had one last bit of cum left and so I opened my mouth extra wide.

“Close your mouth”. Damn it. “Now stand up, with your hands behind your back”. Of course, I did as I was told. I mean who knows, it could have been something really cool. Although, considering that he hasn’t let me have any cum, probably not. I don’t know whether it was kind or cruel, but what he did was get all the cum that was left, and he started to touch my rock hard erection. More than that, he started pumping it, and with all that cum it was even hotter, and I was finding it really hard not to cum straight away since I was enjoying it so much. “Don’t cum.”

That, right there, was enough to make me cum. I wanted to so badly, I just had to hold on until he said that I could cum. IF I could cum. He pumped more and more, harder and faster. I was right on the edge and everything about this made me want to cum. Being a good slave was my only hope. To make matters worse, he’s a lizard. Do you know what lizards have? Long tails.

He took his tail, and he slowly caressed my legs, sliding slowly upwards towards my tail hole where I knew he would torment me. He didn’t stop, he just went up and up and up. He slowly, slowly went in my ass and the more of his tail went in the thicker it was. It was so good, I couldn’t last much longer. If he didn’t stop right then, I’d cum.

He took his hand off, and while this should have been a relief I found myself in surprise answering back. “What?! NO! Please, don’t stop!”

He smiled devilishly at this, I thought he was going to do an evil laugh for a moment. “You’re still not allowed to cum, pet.”

I couldn’t take it though, I’ve always been weak. I crossed my arms behind my back and fell backwards onto them, this was all I could think of to stop myself from finishing the job. I started squirming and writhing in lust, uncontrollably, unbelievably horny. I just squirmed like that, while he watched me, and he even started to laugh. “You’re so pathetic”. He went into the house and just left me there, still wiggling around trying not to cum but too horny to lose my boner.

He came back about 10 minutes later, with a couple of lengths of rope, and he tied my arms and legs together so that I couldn’t even try to do anything, and although I was still squirming my movements had died down a little because I wasn’t quite so amazingly horny. I couldn’t do anything. I could cum and I couldn’t lose my erection, and I couldn’t even take my mind off of it. All I could do was try to concentrate on the ropes that he was tying me up in. To my surprise, when he was done, he just picked me up like some sort of parcel.