Page 41 of The Bargain

Oh Lord, what was happening to me? This man had mistreated me every chance he got and yet I wanted to please him? What kind of slut was I becoming?

Dee had once said thatforevery woman, there is a man who can wake up her inner slut. Why did this man have to be Dean Beaumont?

“Either get on your knees or leave, Ms. Collins. The choice is yours.”

And while logic told me to turn around and leave, I found myself walking toward him and sinking to my knees in front of his parted legs.

He just stood there eyeing me with both coldness and lust. It was a combination I didn’t even know could exist and yet, it made sense when it came to him - This was a hate fuck…Well, a hate blowjob.

Tightening his hold around his cock, he brushed its head against my mouth, spreading precum all over my lips.

I looked up at him, seeing the challenge in his eyes. Holding his gaze, I licked the precum on my lips, slowly, delicately. I knew it affected him despite the rigidness of his body and the bored look on his face. I could see it in the slight flare of his nostrils, the lock of his jaw. I was fueling his desire.

Seeing the desire in his eyes grow because of me made me wetter. Having this man want me despite the circumstances, made me crave everything he wanted to give me. And if that made me twisted, I didn’t care. Shame would probably come later, but right now…

I wrapped my tongue around the head of his cock sucking it softly before swiftly running my tongue on the underside of its head and then across his frenulum.

When he let out a sigh, my lips quirked up in a small smile. I licked my way up and down his impressive cock as if it was my favorite gelato on a hot summer day.

As I reached the head of his cock on my second stroke of his length, he grabbed my ponytail and shoved his dick unceremoniously into my mouth with a growl.

“Suck!” he commanded with a voice I barely recognized. He tightened his hold on my hair as he pulled me toward his groin until his dick hit the back of my throat.

My eyes watered and I gaged at the intrusion of his cock hitting the back of my throat.

He groaned with each forceful thrust, seeking his own release, using my mouth as he would use his hand. Just to come.

I closed my eyes, trying to relax my throat to take him all in. After a couple more unforgiving thrusts, I managed to swallow his cock and the half-shout, half-mewling he let out made all the work worth it.

I did my best to suck, pressing my tongue on the underside of his cock despite the fast and forceful pace of his thrusts. After a few more minutes, his pace became more erratic, his dick harder. He roared, pressing my face against his pubis blowing, his load into the back of my throat.

He finally let go of my hair and I pulled back as his cum trickled out my mouth as I gasped after he’d cut my air influx with his cock as he came.

He looked down at me, his face back to the stoic mask it had been. It was like I’d imagined the man who’d come undone as I sucked him. He wiped his saliva-drenched cock against my cheeks before putting it back in his pants.

“That’s actually what you got paid for?” he asked, taking a step back, his mouth tipped down in disgust.

I stood up, my legs shaking a little after being on my knees for such a rough face-fucking. I’d wanted to please him and yet, he reacted like I'd been an annoyance, a waste of time.

He gestured to the corner of his lips with his forefinger. “You didn’t swallow it all.”

I was engulfed in shame as I wiped at the corner of my mouth, but I tried my best to keep my face smooth as I adjusted my hair and wiped my cheeks despite feeling like I was dying inside. I’d never felt more ashamed that I did this minute - even when I’d begged for food. This man was going to kill me.

“I need $5000 for tuition,” I enunciated clearly, pleased that I'd managed to hide the hurt.

He snorted. “Five thousand? This disaster was worth nowhere near that amount. Too much teeth, too much saliva, too much gagging.” He sighed. “I hardly believe people paid you anything. This was worth $5 max.”

I should have known, of course, I should have. This has been just another attempt to break me. I shook my head. Or maybe not; he didn’t know it had been my first blowjob. He couldn’t imagine how hurtful he’d been.

Why are you even trying to justify his actions?the voice of reason screamed in the back of my mind. Because I had enjoyed it while it’d happened, very much so. Despite the roughness, despite the control he had taken from me.

I turned around silently and left the room without a look back. I would not beg him for the money I’d degraded myself enough.

Back in my room, I blinked back the tears as I cleaned my face and brushed my teeth. I hated how it hurt me to have disappointed him.

I shook my head. “Don’t be stupid, Amber. That man just hates you too much to ever admit you did something that pleased him.”

Entering the nursery, I looked down at Timmy's smiling face.

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