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WARNINGS: age difference, corruption kink, drug and alcohol use, drugging, mommy kink, edging, orgasm denial, breastfeeding, spanking, non con, abuse, pegging, crying, overstimulation, manipulation, blackmail
The city streets were bustling with crowds, some trying to snap pictures of the pair while others tried to push past security. The two models were treated like Gods as they left the building, just trying to make an escape to the limousine waiting for them. Jordan’s arm was linked with Kate’s, glancing at a few of the photographers before letting out a laugh. It was obvious that he was a little tipsy, which is why the blonde woman was so adamant about not staying around to chat with anyone. One of the guards opened the door to the back of the limo, escorting the two inside and closing it behind them.
The driver’s seat wasn’t visible, blocked out by a slab of tinted glass, along with the rest of the windows in the car. Their driver started to take off from the crowd, the sounds of talking fading away and leaving the two alone in the back of the dimly lit limousine. “Do you think they noticed?” Jordan chuckled, referring to the fact that he’d been drinking a bit before the show. Neither of them had been in it, but Kate had hosted it and invited him along since there was an afterparty. She rolled her eyes a bit before responding, “even if they did, they’ll forget about it in a week. It won’t matter to them, all that matters is that you show up looking pretty.”
The comment made him laugh, staring out the window of the car. He could feel Kate’s eyes on him, although he didn’t look in her direction; that is, until she got up from her seat on the opposite side and slid down next to him. He turned to look at her, a playful grin tugging at his lips. “What?” He chortled. “Are you feeling crazy tonight?” She had a mischievous look in her eyes, smirking as if she were about to propose a wild idea.
Kate teasingly slides her hand to Jordan’s knee, rubbing it for a moment before running it up to his inner thigh, squeezing a bit. The young model felt heat rush to the pit of his stomach. Kate had done things like this to him before, but it’d never gone past anything more than teasing. It confused him while at the same time frustrated him, because sometimes Jordan couldn’t even tell what he meant to her. Glancing down at her hand and swallowing a bit, he looked up into her eyes. “What did you have in mind?”
Her smile became wider before she pulled out a ziploc baggie full of some sort of powder. “Coke?” He says aloud. Kate shakes her head. “Heroin.” She corrected. Jordan knew that she’d had a history of using heroin in the past, but he’d never done it before as nobody had ever offered it to him. Now, he wasn’t completely opposed to the idea, but cocaine was more his sort of thing and he’d heard bad things about heroin.
She could read the look of hesitation on his face like a book. “It’s okay Jor, I’ll be right here with you, you won’t have to worry about a thing.” She mused, getting onto her knees as she started opening the bag, not even waiting for an answer. It was Kate, Jordan knew her and he trusted her, why shouldn’t he trust her with something like this? She moved quickly, pouring a bit out onto the counter of the mini bar, using her card to loosen it up and get it into two lines. Finally, she handed him a rolled up bill, implying that he go first.
Grabbing it from her, he leaned down and snorted one of the lines. The sensation burned the back of his throat, drugs traveling straight to his head. Jordan was getting caught up in the euphoric wave that passed over his body when he noticed Kate scraping the other line back into the bag and sealing it back up. “Wait, huh? You’re not doing any?” He sounded slightly panicked upon the realization that he would be the only one getting high.
Kate laughed, the worry evident on her “protege’s” face. The heroin brought on an intense feeling of paranoia, and mixed with the high it wasn’t doing him any good. “Kate, what the fuck??” The pair had never gotten into a fight before, but it was obvious that he was confused and angry. “What’s the big deal?” She actually seemed amused by this.
Jordan took a shaky breath, colors in his vision swirling around as if he were at a rave. “I just… I dunno, I thought we were doing it together is all.” The boy felt like he was melting into the leather couch, sinking down into it a bit. “Calm down, baby… mommy will take care of you.” Blood rushed to the young boy’s cheeks. Had he heard that correctly? He laughed it off, assuming either he’d misheard or it was just one of Kate’s jokes.
Next thing he knew, her thumb was underneath his chin, as she lifted his head up to look at her. Maybe it was the drugs or perhaps the pent up emotions, but her gaze felt different… intimidating, maybe even predatorial. Her thumb snaked up to play with his bottom lip for a moment before she gently pulled his mouth open, sliding it inside. Jordan was so in shock and so drugged up that he was at a loss for words. He wasn’t sure if he should try and stop her, or what her end goal was.
“Suck.” The order was sharp and firm, it caused him to let out a soft moan as he complied, gently sucking on her thumb. “There’s a good boy… just like that…” she praised, slipping her thumb out with a tiny ‘pop’ sound as it left his mouth. “K-Kate, I don’t-“ his stammering was cut off by her shushing him. Jordan had hardly realized the tent underneath his pants that was forming from a mixture of anxiety and pleasure.
He watched as Kate pulled down one of the straps of her low cut dress, working quickly yet seductively to undo her bra. Jordan turned an even deeper shade of red having never seen her breast before. She fondled it for a moment teasingly, watching as he practically drooled over her body. “Come suckle, baby~” Jordan’s eyes widened at the request. Did she seriously want him to do this? Had it not been for the heroin, Jordan may have not been so compliant, alas…
Kate repositioned herself so that she was leaning against the wall, half lying down, whilst Jordan crawled on top of her so that his mouth was lined up with her breast. Kate could feel his hardness poking up against her and she couldn’t help but giggle, “someone’s excited.” A shiver of delight ran down his spine as she brought one of her hands to the back of his hair and played with it, using the other to grab his back and hold him down against her.
“What are you waiting for, baby? It’s not gonna suck itself.” She teased, enjoying the power dynamic. The boy on top of her smelt lightly of alcohol and expensive cologne. Jordan lowered his head, licking her nipple for a moment before wrapping his lips around it, sucking on it lightly. Kate continued to tangle her fingers through his hair, hardly able to contain her moans as her friend had been reduced to this.
The sensation was stimulating, and she could feel herself dripping wet, knowing she could also take advantage of the state he was in and likely get him to do other things. Instinctively, Jordan grinded up into her, a small whine escaping his lips from desperation as he continued to suck. She could see he needed to be touched, but she had no intention on letting that happen.
“Hey, I didn’t say you could do that.” She spoke sternly, bringing her hand down quite hard on his ass; it was a warning that she was the one in charge here. Jordan yelped, wincing in surprise at the slap. Now he was seriously wondering what her end goal was if he wasn’t even allowed pleasure during this. Kate and Jordan were close friends, so much so that she knew a bit about his sex life, as he’d opened up to her about it a few times. And she also knew that he was inexperienced, and even more exciting, he hardly knew about anything remotely kinky. Just the thought of it made her shudder in arousal.
“So young and naive…” she whispered to nobody inparticular underneath her breath. On the other hand, Kate never spoke much about her sexual or romantic life to him. The reason behind that was the fact that from the moment she’d met Jordan, she knew she had to have him. She wanted to take any innocence he may have had away from him; she adored his purity and how flustered he’d get when she’d make any kind of remark towards him. She wanted him to be her obedient little boy, and that’d take years of training. It wasn’t like this was just spontaneous, she’d gotten him to rely on her for quite a lot of things, and now she would own him, too. Kate’s end goal was in fact, complete control of his body and his life.
Jordan pulled his mouth away from her breast. “Did I say you could do that?” She questioned. “I-I’m sorry, I can’t keep this up, I need touch…” She released her grip on his hair, trailing her hand down his back before taking it away from him completely. “Use your words, baby.” Jordan swallowed, “Please, Kate…” She shook her head. “Ah ah ah, that’s no way to speak to your mother.” Jordan’s heart skipped a beat, realizing that Kate was getting off on ordering him around. If he truly wanted this, he’d need to swallow his pride and obey.
“Mommy, please…” He sounded incredibly desperate and whiny. Kate brought a hand up to his cheek and caressed it for a moment. “Oh, my poor, sweet blonde boy…” He waited, wondering if she was going to actually help him out here or not. “Flip onto your back.” She gave another order. Jordan changed positions and got onto his back, while Kate spread her legs so that he was lying in between them, head resting just beside hers.
“Now, you’re going to listen to exactly what I say, and do as you’re told. Otherwise there will be consequences, got that?”
“Yes, ma’am…” Jordan complied, not completely sure what he was getting himself into but he was just so touch deprived and high that he’d do just about anything. “Good boy…” she praised, sliding her hand down his stomach and to his belt, wrapping both hands around him to undo it. She then unzipped his pants, reaching her hand down and teasingly palming him through his Calvin Klein boxers at a painfully slow rate. He groaned out. “Fuck, please get on with it already…” he cried.
“Do not speak to your mother like that.” She spoke very sternly. Chills tickled Jordan’s spine because that’d actually sounded pretty intimidating. Finally, Kate reached into his boxers and started to stroke his hard on. Jordan’s dick twitched excitedly, letting out small moans as she continued to jerk him off. Pleasure started to build up in his lower stomach, legs tensing up and he knew that he was close. Though this was his first time on heroin, he knew that drugs usually had the effect of enhancing any emotion, including horniness; it never took him long to orgasm when he was high.
Kate could tell he was approaching his climax when his breath hitched and became quicker, and at that moment she stopped, pulling her hand out of his boxers, the waistline snapping down against his stomach. “What are you doing?” He groaned, annoyed and horny at the fact she’d stopped touching his dick entirely.
“I’m taking you back to my place, gonna teach you a lesson on obedience. Now, be a good boy, pull your pants back up and sit pretty til we arrive.” She explained with a teasing smirk. Jordan had to admit that this was a little frustrating. Yet, Kate had gotten him so worked up and desperate for release that he decided to play her little game; little did he know how deep this was going to go.
