Beyond the Edge of Control

Regulus's hand continued to move of its own accord, the sausage still clutched in his fingers. He was aware of Mr. Blackwood's eyes on him, watching him with an unnerving intensity. As he looked down at the sausage, he felt a thrill of excitement mixed with a hint of trepidation. The room was silent, the only sound Regulus's heavy breathing and the soft rustle of his clothes as he moved. Mr. Blackwood's words echoed in his mind, "I'm not done with you yet." Regulus felt a shiver run down his spine as he realized that he was still under Mr. Blackwood's control. With a sense of detachment, Regulus raised the sausage to his crotch once more. This time, however, he didn't just rub it against his skin. He guided the tip of the sausage to the entrance of his pussy, feeling a thrill of anticipation mixed with fear. Mr. Blackwood's eyes seemed to gleam with excitement as Regulus hesitated, the sausage poised at the entrance of his body. "Do it, Reg," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "Take it inside you." Regulus felt a surge of adrenaline as he pushed the sausage into his pussy. The sensation was intense, a mix of pleasure and discomfort as his body stretched to accommodate the thick, meaty object. He gasped, his eyes flying open as he looked up at Mr. Blackwood. The older man's eyes were fixed on him, his gaze burning with desire. Regulus felt a wave of humiliation wash over him, but it was quickly overwhelmed by the sensation of the sausage inside him. He began to move, his hips rocking back and forth as he tried to get used to the feeling. The room around him melted away, leaving only the sensation of the sausage inside him and the hungry gaze of Mr. Blackwood. Regulus felt himself becoming lost in the moment, his body responding to the stimulation. As he moved, Regulus's thoughts began to fragment, his mind consumed by the pleasure. He was aware of Mr. Blackwood's eyes on him, but he couldn't look up. He was trapped in his own little world, a world of sensation and desire. Mr. Blackwood's voice was the only thing that brought him back to reality. "Move, Reg," he said, his voice low and husky. "I want to see you move." Regulus responded, his body jerking as he began to fuck himself on the sausage, the sensation sending shivers down his spine.