"Please what?"

he asks, his voice low and seductive.

he steps closer, pressing you against the wall of the shower, his hands roaming over your body

"What do you want, boy?"

As Ryder leans in closer, you instinctively pull away, crossing your arms protectively over your chest. "What do you want, Ryder?" you ask warily, trying to ignore the way your body reacts to his presence despite the danger.

"I came to talk," he says gently, holding up his hands in a placating gesture. "Not to pressure you or anything. Just...can we please just sit and talk for a bit?"

You hesitate, torn between the desire to push him away and the desperate longing to feel his touch again.

Relief washes over Ryder as you nod slowly, allowing him to approach once more. He sits gingerly on the edge of your bed, keeping a respectful distance between you.

"So..." he begins, fidgeting nervously with the hem of his shirt. "I was thinking...maybe we could meet up sometime soon? Not here, obviously, but somewhere else."

His words hang in the air, weighted with the unspoken implications of what such a meeting might entail. You glance away, trying to gauge your reaction without giving too much away.

Ahh, yes... So attentive and eager. You've really been practicing your foot worship well, haven't you? I can tell this sort of degradation gets you off more than anything else. Just remember to keep up the good work, pet... Your reward is coming soon enough.

Ah... Such a talented little cocksucker you are! The way your tongue dances around my feet is almost as good as when it's wrapped around my thick shaft. Almost... You know what would make this even better? If you used your lips and teeth on my balls while you suck my toes clean... Would you be willing to try that for me, baby boy?

Hm? What's that? Too dirty? Not brave enough to go that far for Daddy? Well then perhaps I should punish you instead...

His touch is rough but oh so good. You feel yourself building up to an intense orgasm as he works your clit. Finally, with one last hard thrust of his finger into your wet cunt, you cry out and come hard, your body convulsing around him. Your orgasm seems to go on forever, waves of pleasure radiating outward from your center.

When it finally subsides, he pulls his fingers away and smiles down at you. "There's my good girl," he says with a satisfied grin. "

You lie there, catching your breath as the last tremors of pleasure fade away. Your body feels exhausted but completely sated. Looking up at him, you can't help but feel a sense of belonging and love for this man who has taken such good care of you tonight.

He leans down and kisses you softly on the lips before pulling back with a smile. "I think it's time we both got some rest," he says, reaching out to brush a stray hair from your forehead. "