Page 15 of You're Mine Now

I started by licking his shaft up and down, twirling my tongue around his tip. He moaned, and his head fell back, lost in the moment. I continued licking, savoring how he felt against my tongue, his cock hardening by the second. My mind and body were at war—my mind screamed not to enjoy this, but my body was slowly giving in, my pussy throbbing, becoming wetter by the second.

Finally, he looked down at me hungrily, eyes burning.

“Now suck it,” he ordered, grabbing a fistful of my hair and pulling my mouth down further and further onto his cock. He wasn’t gentle. He was as ruthless as he’d promised. Continuing to push me down until I felt my throat constrict, and I gagged on him.

Frantic for air, I pushed hard against his thighs. Gasping, heart pounding, I looked up at him, my eyes pleading.

But his expression wasn’t one of sympathy. Instead, that cruel smile crept up the corner of his mouth, and his eyes darkened.

“Is that all you’ve got?” he taunted. “Looks like I’m going to have to teach you how to take my cock. All of it.”

He fisted my hair into a ponytail, pulling my head back, forcing me to look up at him as he held his cock in front of my face, still throbbing. He held it tight at the base and smacked me across the cheek so hard it stung.

“Stop!” I cried, humiliated.

But he showed me no mercy. Bending closer, he lifted my chin, so I was forced to meet his gaze. He whispered into my ear, his voice low and fierce.

“You don’t make the rules here. I do. And you’re not stopping until you’ve drained every last drop of cum from my body.”

My heart pounded, my body betraying me with a strange, aching need.

How could I be feeling this? I nodded reluctantly.

“Good girl. Now open up,” he commanded.

I opened my mouth, and he shoved his cock down my throat in one abrupt motion. My eyes bulged as my throat constricted, but this time, I didn’t gag. He pulled himself all the way out, and I gasped for air.

“Such a good girl, now you’re getting it,” he praised, but there was no warmth in his voice.

He pushed it in again, further this time. My head fell backward with his force, opening my throat up even more for him. He held my head steady with both hands while he fucked my face relentlessly. Tears welled in my eyes, and I sputtered and gagged. I signaled for him to stop by pushing on his leg.

He pulled out as I gasped.

“Had enough yet?” he sneered.

“Yes,” I panted, voice shaky. “Please. I’ll do anything else.”

His brow lifted in amusement. “I’ll keep that in mind.” But then he laughed, a low, cruel chuckle, shaking his head. “You still don’t get it, do you? I’m in charge. You’re done when I say you’re done. Now open your fucking mouth. My cock’s hungry for more of that throat, those pretty lips. I want your lips all the way down my shaft. Every fucking inch.”

My breathing had enough time to regulate as I gathered my nerve. I nodded, bracing myself for his next attack on my throat. If I did this, satisfied him, surely, he’d let me leave.

“Yes,” I whispered.

He scowled, a terrifying expression that caught me off guard. “Yes? Is that all you have to say to me?”

I tilted my head, confused about what he wanted. He lowered his face to mine, grabbing me by the cheeks, speaking through gritted teeth.

“Say, ‘Yes, Sir. Fill my throat with your cock.’”

My cheeks flushed with embarrassment. There was no way I was saying that to him. But he rose to his full height and continued to stare down at me, waiting. He held his cock tentatively near my face, in warning, ready to strike my cheek with it again.

“Yes, S-sir,” I stammered. “F-fill my throat with your cock.” I managed to get the words out.

A dark satisfaction crossed his face. His cock pulsed, and he jammed it down my throat again, this time driving it all the way to the hilt in one motion. My throat constricted, and I gagged like never before, tears running down my cheeks. But his cock only throbbed more as my throat clenched.

“Look at you, taking it all like I told you to. Such a good little slut,” he murmured, holding my head down all the way while my throat continued to convulse.

Finally, I felt his body tense, and deep, hot ropes of his cum flooded the back of my throat. He groaned and pushed down harder on my head as he spilled himself into me.

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