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My body was simmering from the inside out as I ventured down his cock with my lips. I closed them tentatively around him, suckling gently at first before I grew a bit bolder. As I gradually become more comfortable with the taste of him in his mouth, I bobbed my head up and down his thick length, gradually pushing him deeper into my throat with every move. He groaned with pleasure and I began to suck him more brazenly and a bit more vigorously than before.

His palm grazed against my cheek, threading back through my hair. He held onto me gently for a while longer, allowing me to gather myself as I took every last inch in my mouth. I shivered and the hand at the back of my head suddenly tightened. Nervously, I lifted my eyes to gaze at him and the darkness in his stare was terrifying. He tightened his fingers even harder.

I whimpered as a flash of pain blossomed across the back of my scalp and I tried to pull back as he shoved his cock much deeper into my mouth than I’d taken him yet. I gagged hard and pushed against his thighs with my hands, but it didn’t help in the slightest bit. He thrust harder and I choked on him for a long moment before I finally managed to gather myself and swallow around his cock like I knew he expected me to.

A rush of warmth came over me like a tidal wave. Wetness dripped down my thighs as he began to use my mouth as roughly as he pleased. He didn’t seem to care that my jaw was beginning to ache, and the back of my throat hurt from being fucked hard by his cock. He took my mouth as hard as he wanted and there was no way for me to escape it.

I’d never had control taken away from me like that and I hated myself knowing that I liked it.

It took no time at all for me to learn to time my breaths with his thrusts. I swirled my tongue around his thick length. He kept thrusting hard into my mouth, and I wondered how much longer he’d last.

He lasted a whole lot longer.

My tongue hurt. My throat was sore. My jaw ached.

None of it mattered. The more it went on, the more worried I became.

I suckled him harder, trying to show him that I wanted to please him. My eyes watered and my breath hitched in my throat. It didn’t take much longer for my tears to drip down my cheeks. My mascara was probably streaked and so messed up that it wouldn’t even be remotely fixable.

His fist tightened in my hair like a vise and I whined as a fresh wave of pain rolled over me. His cock throbbed hard against my tongue and I cried out as he slammed into my mouth. I opened my throat as much as I was able and swallowed around him, trying to show that I could be a good girl for him.

He growled, the sound low and seductive and I shivered hard. When the first spurt of his hot seed splashed against the back of my throat, it was so unexpected that I choked on it, and he snarled in warning.

“You’ll swallow every last drop, little girl, unless you want to go back over back over my knee for a session with my belt,” he growled, and I gasped with shock. The image of his threatened punishment flashed before my eyes and my pussy clamped down hard. Quickly, I tried to gather myself and I swallowed just in time for the second burst of his cum to mark my mouth as his. I forced myself to swallow every last drop of his seed, taking it all down my throat and into my belly before he was finally finished. A part of me wanted to break down and cry, but there was another piece of me that felt alive.

His hold on the back of my head relaxed and he pulled free of my lips. He used his thumb to gather the few droplets that had managed to escape onto my chin and pressed it back onto my tongue. I cleaned off his finger, lifting my gaze to take in the dark hazel eyes that were watching me with keen interest.

“Good girl. You did so very well,” he said softly and again, my heart leapt at the kind praise in a way that I couldn’t control. He tucked himself away and I was almost sad to see the sight of his cock covered up by the fabric of his slacks once more.

“Stand up for me now. I’d like to take another look at this beautiful body,” he instructed.

Carefully, he reached down and helped me to my feet. I struggled to normalize my breathing, small breathy pants escaping my lips as I tried to cope with the rampant arousal rushing through my veins. My entire body was quivering, and I could feel my tears drying on my cheeks as I stood shivering before him.

His soft touch glided across my body, feeling like a conduit straight to

the pulsing clit between my legs. My core twisted hard with desire as he lightly pinched my nipples and caressed my breasts. The feel of his fingers on my skin lingered with a simmering warmth and I found myself arching into him even more with every passing second.

“So beautiful. So responsive,” he whispered and as the words fell off his lips, I glowed with pride at his observations. Knowing that I could please him in that way was arousing and fulfilling and my pussy quivered with need because of it.

Then his fingers delved in between my thighs and he discovered what I had known all along.

I was soaking wet.

I’d never been this wet in my life.

He patted my pussy gently, almost mimicking the sound that his palm had made when it had spanked my bare bottom and I shivered hard.

My pussy tightened at the same time that his finger slipped inside me.

“Tell me, little girl. Has anyone ever punished your bare little bottom or that sassy mouth the way I have tonight?” he asked. There was no doubt in my mind that he already knew the answer, but I responded the way that he wanted anyway.

“No, sir,” I whispered. He studied my gaze more closely after that. I glanced over toward the leather loveseat and back to him, my pussy tightening with need as the image of him fucking me over it made my vision go hazy.

“That’s what making you so wet, isn’t it? You like it when I take control and right now, there’s a part of you that’s hoping that I’m going to bend you over that couch over there and punish that pretty little pussy with my cock until you’re screaming, sore, and entirely spent,” he observed.

I blushed so hard that I thought I was going to overheat with shame. It was as if he could see right through me, which was incredibly arousing at the same time that it was intensely terrifying. My clit throbbed even harder.

“Answer me, little girl, or I’ll follow through with my belt,” he demanded.

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