>>1726940The warden’s compliance seemed to be the key to the operation, for as soon as he had begun to obey, the tenseness left his future self’s grip, and he began to relax into the movements. From the groans that rumbled deep in his throat, the croons of “Yes”, “Deeper”, “Harder” and “Bitch” coming more frequently, the future warden fell more in rhythm with the movements.
The fingers no longer clenched tightly to his hair, but rather began stroking it back almost tenderly. “Yes, yes, my little toy…” he moaned out, head tilted back at an angle as he faced his closed eyes towards the ceiling, his tone even more humid than the breath streaming from his throat, “My compliant little device…”
Warden kept his eyes to the floor, but he was extremely tempted to glare up at his future self. He did not like being referred to as an object, but there wasn’t really a lot he could do about it at this point. At least he was doing it right from the sounds the future warden was making. Warden kept it up, gaining a bit more confidence as he took him more in his mouth. He was no longer wanting to gag, slowly becoming used to it.
He felt his cheeks heat up when he realized he actually liked this. Warden could live without the name calling, but having the other somewhat at his mercy was an exciting feeling. He brushed his tongue over his future self’s hardened member after pulling back for a moment. Warden knew it was risky, but he didn’t care at that point. He looked up at his future self finally, still trailing his tongue over the flesh.
