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All I knew was that after this, I would never be the same.
“Kassandra,” he purred, “your cum is all over my cock. I want you to clean it all off.”
I looked around for a towel or something and he chuckled.
“Clean it off with your mouth, warrior,” he chided. I looked up at him in awe. He couldn’t be serious. My eyes flicked from his, back down to the massive girth that was his cock and I shook my head.
He reached down and gripped my nipples between his fingers. He twisted them, just a little and I cried out in pain.
It was no use. I didn’t have the energy to fight back and he was just going to hurt me if I refused to obey him.
“Yes, Master,” I managed to whisper.
He released my breasts from his grasp. They burned, the residual sting hot and heavy. Left breathless, I rushed to obey. Hesitantly, I pressed one hand against his thigh in order to steady myself. Even more tentatively, I took the other and surrounded the base of his thick cock with my fingers. I realized then that he was bigger than I thought. My thumb and forefinger wouldn’t even touch, he was that thick.
I gulped nervously.
His cock was larger than any man that I had ever been with. While he was thick, he was also long. His bulbous head bobbed toward me, a single drop of cum dribbling from the slit at the top. A single vein ran down the side, throbbing with his own arousal. Even though he had come once already, he was already hard again.
I had a feeling my ordeal was far from over.
Timidly, I leaned forward, my tongue snaking out between my lips. I licked up and down his length. The same sweet musky scent pervaded my senses and at once, I realized I was both smelling and tasting my own arousal.
It was all over his cock.
Shyly, I opened my mouth wider and took the head of his cock in my mouth. His skin was soft, like velvet with a slightly salty taste. I expected him to taste bitter, but it wasn’t. In fact, when another drop of cum dribbled out of the top, I licked it off. And it was sweet. It surprised me that I actually enjoyed the taste.
I took my time, exploring his length with my tongue. My hand wound underneath him, toying with his balls, and I was rewarded with a single soft groan from him. The sound delighted me, and I reveled in the power I held over him.
He grunted with warning. Slowly, one of his hands snaked through the hair at the back of my scalp, resting there as a reminder that he held the control, not me. Gently, he held my head in place as his hips slowly moved toward my face. I opened my lips and he placed his cock on my tongue.
Obediently, I began to suckle him, and he grew bolder. His fingers tightened at the back of my head, gripping my hair harshly as he pushed his cock deeper into my throat. I gagged, but that didn’t faze him in the slightest.
I don’t know when it happened, but in the span of several seconds, he had completely taken back the power and was now fucking my throat. With each thrust,
he pushed deeper, ravaging me with his cock and I was powerless against him. He took my mouth as his, mastering it as thoroughly as he had done my pussy.
His hips surged forward again and again and at points, I struggled to draw in a breath. His cock was huge, and my tiny mouth didn’t stand a chance against it. I suckled around his girth, dragging my tongue up and down his length in an effort to please him, but he was ruthless. If anything, he fucked my throat even harder.
It was savage. I struggled against him, but he held me still. His fist in my hair tightened and my scalp radiated with pain. I thought he was going to rip my hair from my head.
Instead of fighting, I tried to open my throat for him. I did my best to ignore my gag reflex, instead allowing his length to press down my throat. He must have sensed that I was trying to please him, because his movements became less rough, his grip only slightly less tight. The way he pulled my hair forced me to focus and to open myself to his dominance. When I did that, I found myself beginning to enjoy myself. I wanted more of it.
Kneeling before him, I pressed my thighs together. Even though I felt his cum dripping down my legs, I knew my own arousal was there too. I was so wet. I felt like I had orgasmed a thousand times, but still I wanted more.
Sucking his cock was turning me on.
Fuck. I must be going crazy.
My nipples pebbled in the chilly air and my legs trembled. I was getting so hot. Markos began to pick up his pace once more and I struggled to take his length down my throat. I gagged, and I struggled to breathe, but still I opened for him.
I should be fighting him, but in that moment, he was consuming me entirely.
He sighed heartily, and I felt his thigh tremble under my hand. Using my fingers, I stroked the base of his cock, using my mouth to pleasure the tip and he groaned. His hips slammed forward once, then twice and then his hot seed burst into my throat, flaming hot and just as delicious as before.
I writhed beneath him, struggling to take it all, but he made me. Forced me to swallow every last drop. And I did.
I cleansed him with my mouth, ensuring that nothing was left behind. When I was done, I sat back on my heels, whimpering slightly when my welted, punished ass pressed against my feet, reminding me that not so long ago, Markos had whipped me with his belt. I licked my lips, feeling my pussy tighten at the thought.
