“Now then, I refuse to have a dirty, filthy, tiny-cocked wanker in my house. If you’re going to stay, you’re going to obey. Can you repeat that sweetie?”
Almost instinctively, I did as she asked. “If I’m going to stay, I’m going to obey.”
She stroked a little faster. “Very good… Again.”
“If I’m going to stay, I’m going to obey.”
A little faster. “Goood. One more time.”
My head was growing lighter by the second. The power of her intense gaze, the feeling of her glove on my chin and my cock, and her words… I barely even knew where I was anymore, but I knew one thing. “If I’m going to stay, I’m going to obey.”
Miss Scarlet smiled, then slowed down her strokes once more. “Yes, you will. Your father obeys me without question, and now you will as well…”
The slow, deliberate strokes were driving me crazy, but she continued to gently edge my cock for a few minutes before continuing. “Such a tiny little cock. I bet I don’t even need the whole hand. Two or three fingers ought to do just fine.” Miss Scarlet smiled, those red lips of hers pursing together quite wickedly.
I felt her grip around my cock loosen, then return with only half as many fingers, yet it still felt good. She was right, she did only need a few fingers to stroke my tiny cock. I moaned as her assault on me continued. “Please…”
“Please what sweetie?”
“Please, don’t stop…”
She smiled once more. “Don’t worry, we’re not stopping yet. After all, we need to finish your training, don’t we?”
I let out a weak “Yes,” although I had no idea what she had in mind nor did I even care anymore.
“Keep looking into my eyes, that’s a good boy… Now then, you like what your stepmother is doing to you, don’t you?” Miss Scarlet didn’t even let me answer. She knew what I was going to say. “Of course you do… But nothing comes for free sweetie… You’ll need to earn your keep around here, and I know just how. Do you want to know how?”
Again, she didn’t wait for me to say a word, not that I would have been able to. My mind was fixated on her eyes and the pleasure of her gloved fingers around my cock. “You’re going to be my new house subbie. You’ll do the washing, the cleaning, anything and everything I’d rather not bother with… You’ll be my little tiny-cocked maid, won’t you?”
“Yes Miss Scarlet,” I finally managed to utter, barely even caring about what I had just agreed to.
“Yes sweetie, you will… When others are around you’ll be yourself, but when it’s just us, you’ll do whatever your stepmother asks, won’t you?”
Her strokes were starting to get faster, running the length of my pathetically small erection, and I was completely lost in her eyes. There was really only one answer I could give, that I wanted to give. “Yes, Miss Scarlet.”
She smiled, and as she did her grip on my face relaxed a little, but she didn’t let it go. In fact, her gloved fingers started to rub my cheeks in time with the strokes on my cock. “Good boy… But if you’re my little sub, I think another title is in order… When we’re alone, you will call me Mistress Scarlet, won’t you?”