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“Well, little bird, now that it’s official, it’s time for your first test.”
A lead weight drops in my stomach as my anxiety skyrockets. I’m going to live to regret my decision to concede to Nicolo. I can see it in his sneering eyes.
“Get down on your knees and suck my cock,” he demands flatly, his tone turning cold and commanding.
“Right here?” I gasp, glancing toward the studio door. “Now?” I can hear the faint music coming from the dance studio next door, where Professor Moriari is helping students with their choreographed pieces after school. “Someone might walk in on us.”Please, God, don’t make me do this.I would be mortified if anyone saw.
“I don’t care,” Nicolo says coolly, one hand shifting to grip my chin as the other rests lightly on my waist. He slowly walks me backward toward the ballet barre and the studio’s mirrored wall once more. “I can get away with anything. My father basically owns the city, and now I own you,” he says, his deep voice just above a murmur.
I gasp as my back hits the ballet bar, bringing me to a halt.
“Do it, pet. Suck my cock,” he commands more forcefully, his eyes burning with intensity.
Trembling, I slowly lower myself to my knees, and Nicolo turns so he can grip the bar. I can see my profile from the corner of my eye. Shame colors my cheeks as I realize my nipples are hard, showing slightly as they press instantly against my leotard’s thin fabric. My hands shake as I reach for the button and zipper of Nicolo’s jeans, and I struggle to get them open.
Nicolo’s gaze burns a hole in me as I reach into his boxer briefs to grip his cock and withdraw it. My core quivers as I expose his impressive rock-hard length. It’s bigger than I remember, and my nerves take over as I come face to face with the fact that I have no idea what to do. I’ve never given a blowjob before. Nicolo seems to recognize this as he takes charge.
“Wrap your lips around it, little bird,” he commands, his knuckles whitening where he grips the ballet bar. “And treat it like a popsicle you don’t want to let drip.”
Tears of shame sting my eyes as I open my mouth wide, wrapping my lips over my teeth and guiding his cockhead inside my mouth. The tip of it is silky against the roof of my mouth, and I grip the base of his cock as I realize he’s too big for me to take all the way. I start to move my lips up and down his cock, my hand following the motion as I try to make up for being unable to fit him all.
Air hisses between Nicolo’s teeth, and his hips start to rock with my motion. When I look up, my eyes meet his, and his cock twitches in my hand.
“Put your hands behind your back,” Nicolo commands.
Anxiety constricts my chest as my pulse quickens, but I do as he says, putting my hands behind my back and interlocking my fingers to keep them there. Nicolo grips my ponytail with his free hand as he cradles the back of my head.
His hips rock forward as he increases pressure on my head, forcing his cockhead down my throat until I choke and gag. Nicolo chuckles darkly.
“Am I too big for you, pet? You better get used to choking down your meat because I like seeing you on your knees. This is a perfect use for your smart mouth. You can’t speak with my cock halfway down your throat, now can you?”
I choke and gag again as tears start to stream down my cheeks. I desperately want to move my hands, to grip his thighs at least and give myself some relief, but I don’t dare.
“Use your tongue,” Nicolo rasps. “Lick me.” His movements grow more persistent as he fucks the back of my throat.
Fighting my gag reflex, I breathe through my nose as I flick my tongue up and down the thick vein at the base of his cock. He swells impossibly further in my mouth as his breathing grows heavier.
“Fffuck,” he hisses, his pace jumping up a notch.
The growing urgency in his tone makes my pussy clench, and humiliation sears my flesh as a gush of arousal dampens my leotard. I’m starting to get used to the forceful penetration, and as I do, warm desire pools deep in my belly.
A subtle noise near the dance studio door catches my attention, and my pulse begins to hammer in my ears. A trickle of excitement at the prospect of getting caught like this makes me hate myself. Not only am I turned on by getting throat fucked by Nicolo Marchetti, but it also excites me to think of someone walking in on us.What is wrong with me?
But if someone happens to be on the other side of the studio door, they decide not to come in. Nicolo’s thrusts grow more erratic, and I sense that he’s about to come. Gripping my hair firmly in his hand, Nicolo removes his cock from my mouth with a sudden jerk. The hand holding the ballet barre moves to grip his thick girth, and he gives a final jerk as he aims for my face.
I barely have time to close my eyes before hot cum spurts across my lips and cheek.
“Stick out your tongue,” Nicolo growls as another burst coats my neck and chin.
I obey immediately, opening my mouth and sticking out my tongue. A third spurt hits my tongue, and a fourth.
“Swallow it,” he commands when he seems to be done.
I close my mouth and swallow convulsively, the salty viscous substance sticking as it slides down my throat. When I open my eyes, Nicolo’s leering down at me. He taps my lips with the tip of his cock.
“Lick it off for me, little bird.”
I dart my tongue out to clean off the pearly cum dripping from his tip, my cheeks burning with shame as I’m taken back to the night we spent together in high school. He came on my face then, too, and now I feel trapped in the same evil snare as before.
