7. SAM

Teasing Zander was easy, he had all the makings of a Dom, all the way down to the biggest bargaining piece of them all. A brat-taming cock, I dubbed it such because once it was inside me, I was tame. I was also far too horny around him, I wasn't usually like this, but there was something about being in his clothes, smelling like him that had my cock hard and my skin sweaty.

"You changed the bedding," I said, seeing the second bedroom again.

"I had to," he said, "you made a mess." He walked straight to the large chest in the corner of the room. He dug a hand in and pulled out the large light brown teddy bear. "You're gonna regret being a little brat."

I pouted. "Make me."

The teddy had a ball gag around its face. He pulled it free. "On your knees then," he said. "I'm gonna need fluffing first, like you said."

I smacked my lips, making a slow drop to my knees. "I can still moan, right?"

"It's encouraged." He sat on the edge of the bed and whipped his grey sweatpants down. Although I wished I could've done that. His cock was half-chubbed, welcoming me as it came away from the side of his inner thigh. "And get all your bratty sayings out now before the gag is on."

"Um—" I was lost for some things I would say, but they were all said in fun, and to get a guy's dick harder. "Is that as hard as it gets? I've fucked myself better than that. Do you always only put fifty percent effort in? That tickles." I barely stopped for breath as my sass took over.

Zander applauded me. "That's impressive. I can't lie."

"One more," I said, giggling, my eyes still staring at his cock. "You can't date your stuffed toys anymore, so you asked me on a date instead."

He held the end of the ball gag, dangling it high in the air. "Nah, I think I've always been looking for someone to talk back, and these teddies are pillow princesses," he said. "Before we begin, you know, we don't have to do it right now. We can wait, talk about it a little more."

I sighed. "You've got my consent. Just gag me, put a head on me, and fuck me."

"Are you always this horny?"

"Not always," I said, my mouth becoming dry, knowing it was ready to fluff Zander. "But our friends wouldn't have set us up if they didn't think we were compatible, right?" I wiggled my brows at him. "Oh, you mentioned rope last night. That's the only way I've been made to behave before. Strapped to myself, to the bed, and other objects."

He hummed. "I don't want to overwhelm you. We can do ropes for lunch, unless you can't keep up."

"More like, unless you can't keep up," I scoffed back. I was in my twenties, I had enough energy to go all day, and maybe even once at night.

Zander snapped his fingers. "Come."

"Cum?" I gasped. "You can't just command it from me."

He snapped his fingers once more, a clean, sharp snap. "Come over here."

Crawling on my hands and knees, I made my way to his growing cock. My stomach grumbled, it was a horny grumble, the type where I knew I was about to taste a drop of man cream. And it was the sweetest cream.

From my knees, I sucked Zander's cock until it was throbbing in my mouth. He wasted no time in putting the gag around my head and in my mouth. It wasn't the first time I'd been gagged. I was a frequent flyer of the gag brigade, and it took some of the pressure of me from being sassy, and just sinking into pleasure.

"Can you talk?" he asked.

I hummed against the ball in my mouth then laughed at the vibration on my teeth.

"Good. Now, you can't give any instruction, which means you have to listen to me, and do what I say," he said, using the tog at the back of the gag to nod my head. "You're gonna wear a head, then we're both going to get on bed, I'll start the camera. You're gonna have to read my body language, go with what I'm doing. You think you can do that?" He asked, once more tugging on the tog for me to nod. "Let's get you undressed then."

It was all fairly simple. My only job was to enjoy myself, and my cock was rock solid already. Thinking about being taped, becoming a top, well technically a top, but to a teddy, and bottoming at the same time. I feared Zander was going to ruin every future sexual experience for me. My urge to dominate verbally while being dominated was peak sassy submissive behavior.

Zander picked out a blue teddy bear head for me, it was a little smaller than his purple one, much more proportional to my body. As Zander set up his camera, I laid on the bed beside the teddy. It had a large gaping hole at its bottom where he'd shoved a fleshlight inside it. "Uhh—ahh," I forgot the gag was in my mouth. I pushed myself up on my elbows to look at Zander through the mesh eyeholes, surprisingly they didn't obscure much vision.

"It's clean," he said. "I clean it every time I use it."

I stuck a thumb up.

He laughed. "It's funny because I can't see your face, but I feel like I know you're pulling an expression."

Once more, a garbled mess of ums and ahs came out.

"I'm almost ready," he said, his purple bear head tucked under his arm.. "I need my toys. Well, there's you," he counted on a hand, "then I need a dildo, I'm thinking maybe not as thick as yesterday. Maybe one that vibrates."

My only form of communication was in thumbs up and head nods.

Zander approached the bed with a pink dildo. He turned it to vibrate and threw it at me. It started flopping up and down like a fish out of water. "Catch it," he said.

In my hands, it went side to side with life of its own. I'd never owned a vibrating dildo before, I was too fixated on getting the real thing, and having men do the manual vibrating, or at least that thing their dicks did before they were about to cum.

"I'm gonna hit record, and when I do, you do everything I say, and you don't remove the head. I don't like to make loads of cuts, and people enjoy the raw format of seeing everything without it," he said.

I nodded. I could understand that, I always enjoyed myself some amateur content.

With the teddy bear head on, he sat on the edge of the bed. "Three, two—" he counted down before pressing the record button. There was a viewfinder flipped around so we could see what was in shot, and while it was small on the screen, I could see myself in the blue bear head very well. I felt very sexual.

Not being able to speak was proving difficult quickly. Zander was putting on a show for the camera, something I'd never done before. He had me in doggy, camera recording us side on. He played the drums on my ass, trying to make a tune with his little spanks.

"Let's bring in our friend," he said, pulling the large teddy bear into view and under me. "You're gonna fuck it." He took control, but it wasn't really me, it was a version of me. Whoever it was, they did a good job doing as Zander said. He positioned me, ass up, chest down against the plush stuffie. "You're so hard."

My erection was out of my control. Even before the camera started rolling, I was doing my best not to touch my cock. I couldn't be trusted with discovering new kinks that got me off. I moaned at his touch of my cock, and once more as he spat in his hand and grabbed my cock with it.

"Good boy," he said, directing my cock into the fleshlight of the teddy bear.

I moaned loud against the gag. It vibrated and caused me to moan louder, becoming a cycle of moans. Zander added to it by playing with my ass and pushing my hips into the teddy, making sure I was fucking it.

"Getting you all nice and loose," he said as two fingers went inside me. "Oh, look at that. You're so warm." I didn't know what he was doing in my ass, but it was nice. Two fingers felt like three, and then the buzz of the vibrating dildo started up and I knew it was about to get much harder to keep myself from becoming overstimulated by charged sexual energy.

The placement of the teddy under me was moving every so slightly from the way I was pounding the fleshlight inside it. The eyes of the bear head had me looking ahead at the plain white wall. But as I thought there could've been some naked pictures scattered around, my ass took damage from the dildo, forcing me from my knees to pancake against the teddy. It hit me by surprise.

A pleasure bomb, tickling at my prostate while I was still doing my best to fuck the toy. I hooked my arms around it, squeezing the teddy tight to my chest as Zander moved me onto my back. Filling me with positive affirmations and fingers stroking down my sides.

My ass and the dildo were positioned in view of the camera. All eyes were going to be on my hole, and I held back the orgasm I knew was going to come if I continued thinking about it.

"I'm warming him up," Zander said to the camera, pushing my legs up; my knees squeezing into the teddy. "Look at his hole." He toyed with it inside me, twisting it, pulling it, and pushing it back in. Each time, my moans were louder. "Good boy."

I was nearly curled into a ball with the teddy at my center. I tried not to focus on any one sensation, because I knew the moment I thought about the small pleasure dots on the inside of the fleshlight, or the vibrator hitting the right spot, I'd explode, and ruin this before Zander had his chance to turn this into a bear throuple.

He pulled the toy out of me, almost like he knew. "I can't let it have all the fun," he said, once more moving me around. I hadn't counted on positioning for the camera, but I was at his mercy, unable to speak, and with the head on. "Look at that hole." He held three fingers up to the camera, and then seconds later, they were inside me. "I think you're ready." He pulled his fingers out.

My moan was a positive sign. I needed him to fuck me, and I needed it now. Just because I was wearing a bear head, it didn't change my personality completely, I was still a needy bottom, hungry for dick.

Zander gave me a little warning, tapping the tip of his cock against my hole before fucking me with it. I wrapped my legs around his lower back and waist, forcing him to come down on top of me. I continued to slowly fuck the toy inside the teddy as Zander fucked me, our bodies in sync with the thrusts.

I couldn't take much more of the stimulation from all sides, and it was made worse—or better, by knowing people were going to see this, and nobody would ever know it was me. The idea of having thousands of people see my hole and watch me fuck a teddy had my cock on the edge of orgasm.

It only took Zander a couple of warm thrusts inside me and I couldn't hold it back.

I came, trying my best to pull out of the teddy, and realizing it was difficult. No wonder guys loved to finish inside, there was hardly any warning. I ended up pulling out mid orgasm, cumming on the bear and getting Zander's stomach sticky.

"A little accident," he teased, fucking me harder. "You're tight little ass better stay tight."

There was no control over that, it was currently tight and squeezing around his cock. I felt every pulse along his shaft with each and every thrust. There were words in my throat, but the gag was firm. I could only moan, and so I did.

Zander removed the bear from between us, getting a better angle at me. I watched our bodies, small in the viewfinder. He lifted both my legs, holding them high by the ankles as he continued to pound my ass, his body was hypnotic. I was still hard, but there was no chance of me cumming again.

"On top."

He wanted me to work my magic like last night in the club. I could definitely put on a show. It was my signature move. I hoped nobody would watch it and recognize me from the way I rode dick.

Zander didn't pull his cock out even for a second while we switched positions. Across the bed so the camera got the full view, Zander's legs dangled off the end. I was usually a little more enthusiastic before cumming, but I was going to give it my all.

I went back and forth like I was about to grip his cock and tear it off inside me with my ass muscles. Zander kept his hands on my hips, holding me firm. I had one hand on his chest, rubbing the tiny, hard nub of his nipple, and my other hand smeared my cum into his body hair.

He pulled me in close, our bear heads connecting. His hands on my back, grabbing at me. "I think I prefer it when you talk," he whispered as he fucked me faster.

I also preferred to talk, I knew how to get guys off with a little teasing, and Zander had buttons. Any word I said came out as a garble of moans.

"I'm gonna fill your ass," he said, a vice like grip around my entire body as he held me still while his legs put all the power into his thrusts.

He wasn't kidding. Like a rocket, he came and filled me up. I'd never felt it so strong before, like a shot in my system, he made my small stomach feel bigger.

All I wanted was to lay on his body, my head on his chest. The camera took some of that intimacy away. Beneath the mesh eyeholes, I could see into his.

It was then that I called it. A record time for falling for someone.