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He wanted me to suck his cock.
“Wait. You can’t mean that,” I replied disbelievingly. He flicked the clothespin on my clit, and I howled, my legs squeezing together as a rush of pain made it difficult to stand. He said nothing more and held out a steadying hand.
“On your knees,” he directed. Slowly, I leaned forward, bracing myself against him as I obeyed his instructions. My clothes padded my knees, making it more comfortable than I felt I deserved. For some reason, his thoughtfulness made my heart melt a bit more.
He unbuttoned his slacks and freed his cock.
I gasped.
It was so much bigger than I thought it would be, by far the largest cock I’d ever seen. It was thick as a beer can, which seemed overwhelmingly intimidating from my current position. Purple veins pumped with his arousal, making his incredible erection even harder. It curved upward and I fidgeted, unable to help myself as I imagined it sinking into me.
My thighs squeezed together in anticipation of exactly that.
“Open your mouth,” he demanded.
I glanced back at his cock, feeling nervous and panicky at the prospect of taking such an enormous thing between my lips. When I didn’t obey right away, he reached down and twisted the clothespin on my right nipple. Tears sprang to my eyes at the sudden incredible agony, and I quickly opened my lips as wide as I could.
“Now that’s a pretty sight,” he murmured, and I blushed hard.
“Is your bottom sore?” he asked.
I nodded, trying not to think too much about how much the large plug was making my asshole ache.
“Good. By the time your punishment is over, your throat and your pussy will be just as sore,” he declared, and I didn’t have time to say anything at all before the head of his cock pressed against my tongue. The initial salty taste of his flesh caught me off guard and I pulled back, only to be forced forward when his hand captured my hair in his fist.
“That is not how you convince me that you’re sorry, little girl. Keep it up and I’ll fuck your little ass instead of that tight little pussy,” he growled.
A thrill of panic raced through me, and I whimpered, closing my lips around his cock and muffling myself. I looked up at him, trying to show him that I could do this just with my eyes. My eyes watered as his grip tightened on the back of my scalp, causing a wave of radiating pain to cascade through me. When he didn’t let go, I nodded a little while keeping his cock in my mouth.
The stinging agony burned across my scalp, and I groaned, but I didn’t know if he could hear me.
“Yes, sir,” I tried to say. My voice was muffled and thick, thoroughly gagged by his big cock, but when he grinned at my efforts and his grip lessened, I knew I’d done the right thing.
With a heavy swallow, I turned my focus down to his thick throbbing length. Slowly, I bobbed my head back and forth, at least as much as his hand allowed me to. I leaned forward, almost losing my balance and he pulled me back into place by my hair.
I cried out and his cock jumped against my tongue.
“You’re going to need to show more enthusiasm than that, little girl,” he demanded, and my pussy clenched tightly. I didn’t want him to fuck my bottom. I was already terribly sore there and I didn’t know if I could take his enormous cock inside my asshole too.
With my sore punished backside fueling me, I started to suckle him more vigorously, swirling my tongue around his length. At first, I pretended to enjoy it simply to satisfy him, but the more I worshipped his cock with my mouth, the more aroused I became.
My clit throbbed hard, almost like it was reminding me how much my body wanted the fucking I had coming. It ached under the constant squeeze of the clothespin, but it was only fueling my desire that much more.
Jon’s grip at the back of my hair tightened. I tried to open as much as I could when he slowly began to thrust into my mouth. I was frightened for a moment, but then I relaxed and tried to surrender to his every demand in hopes that he would take pity on me and grant me the mercy he’d offered.
I suckled around him. The slurping noises I made with my lips were mortifying, but I didn’t dare stop. I bobbed my head, trying to control the gag reflex at the back of my throat. I ignored the soreness in my cheeks, keeping my mouth as wide as I could so that I could take as much of him as possible.
When he groaned, I shivered, knowing that he was close. A drop of arousal rolled down my thighs and my pussy clenched greedily.
“That’s a good girl,” he purred, and he pulled out of my mouth roughly. He yanked me up from the floor by my hair and I cried out, the sounds louder than I expected now that I was no longer gagged by his thick girth.
He grasped the clothespin on my left nipple and roughly tore it away.
I gasped, not expecting the blinding agony that came with it. He did the same to my right breast and I wailed, dancing from foot to foot. I would have fallen forward if not for his constant grip on my hair.
“Please, please! It hurts,” I begged.
“One more, little girl, then you can have your fucking,” he replied and there was a certain gentleness that hadn’t been there before. I leaned against him, hiding my face in his chest as he reached down for the last one.
