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“Put it in your mouth.”

Her pretty lashes fluttered, her lips pursing, as if she were debating whether or not to obey immediately—or if she should display reluctance I knew she didn’t really feel. For the gleam in her eye and the licking at her lips betrayed what she truly desired.

I thrilled at it.

The heat of her mouth as she took me within the clutch of her lips, the slight scrape of her teeth against me now and then, the humid warmth of her breath rustling against my pubic hair, all made me want to growl with lust. Having her at her knees servicing me, debasing herself for me, it was something that was more powerful than even I’d imagined. It wasn’t as if this was the first time she’d done this for me—certainly not. But now…it was somehow new. This time the dynamic between us was different on an almost galactic scale.

“Take it deep, all the way.” I grasped the ponytail in my hand, clasping it firmly, making sure she knew she was under my control. Shockingly, she moaned when I did that, and I smiled down at her. “Oh, you do like that, don’t you? You like your man to control you, direct you so he can show you exactly how he likes his cock sucked? You do, don’t you?”

She moaned against my flesh, her hand cupping my balls, her fingers firmly grasping the base of my cock as she began to bob up and down upon it. I pressed her down further. “All the way now, I want my pubic hair tickling that cute little nose of yours. You know how I like it, slut. If you aren’t all the way down, choking on it, then you aren’t doing it right.” I shuddered as she obeyed with an alacrity that betrayed the eagerness I was sure she would never want to admit to me.

But I knew. We both knew.

Then the head of my cock met the familiar resistance at the back of her throat. She gagged once, but I kept firm hold of her head. “No, stay down. Relax… relax it now.”

Her eyes welled, and she made an inchoate sound of protest, her throat bulging, a vein standing out upon her forehead as her nostrils flared.

She regained her composure though, the spasms of her throat easing, and I pressed forward a tiny bit more. There was a momentary tightness, as I pushed against the entrance to her throat, and then it gave way, and she sank down upon me until her nose was pressed firmly against my pubic bone.

Her eyes closed tightly, her lips a firm seal around the base of my cock. I made her stay that way a second, then another, then still another. Finally, I let her up, her breath a tight gasp as my heavy, wet cock bobbed before her.

Then, with disastrous timing, a chime—the hour clock—sounded from the bench next to me. Not letting go of her hair, I snatched up the phone, and turned the chime off.

“Time’s up…” I gazed down upon her, and for a long moment, our eyes locked. I didn’t say anything; rather, I wanted to see if she would snap out of whatever it was that had come upon us, if the spell had been broken for the day.

But she only looked back up at me, her breath coming in tight little pants, her blushing face and glittering eyes quite simply stunning as she knelt there, prostrate on her knees in the dazzling morning sunshine.

Then, when it was clear she was waiting to see whatIwas going to do, I smiled at her. “Should I let you up? Before your duty is done?”

She blinked rapidly, then the slender column of her throat worked. The shake of her head was so subtle, so quick, that I almost missed it. But itwasthere. “Full of surprises today, Eva. Get it back in your fucking mouth.”

I wasn’t about to cut this short, and now it was clear she wasn’t either.

Again and again I forced her down on my cock, and it was here that things were much different. Where before I would let her go at her own pace, allowing her the control, this time I allowed her none at all. When she balked at taking the shaft of my cock all the way down her throat, I slapped her hands away, drawing her off fully, holding my glistening member in my fist as I gave her head a sharp shake with the grip I had of her hair.

“No. You swallow that cock. All of it.” I slapped her cheek with the heavy shaft of my penis, once, then a second time, even harder. “Understand me?”

She nodded quickly, even as her blush fired crimson once more.

“Good girl,” I growled, forcing the head of my cock down her throat yet again. “I know that cunt is fuckingsoakingyour panties right about now. Because you like this.”

She gasped again before I plunged back between her swollen lips.

“You like to be forced, don’t you? Have you always liked it that way?”

Eva tried to shake her head, even as she choked on me, but I tightened my grip upon her silky hair.

“Don’t bother denying it, slut. I know. You can’t hide from me. Not anymore.”

I drew her off of me once more after making her gag and choke several more times as I pressed my cock fully down her throat again and again.

“There’s something else I want to know,” I said, tapping her red, swollen, saliva-slicked lips with the purplish head of my cock. “Did you touch your clit last night thinking about your spanking? Did you get off to the memory of being punished? Standing in that corner like a dirty little girl? Tell me.”

“No!”

“Liar.” I slapped her mouth even harder with my erection, and she winced, flushing deeply. “I’ll bet it’s all you could think about until you finally drifted off to sleep.”

“No, Nick…” But it was a half-hearted denial that I suspected even she knew wasn’t at all convincing.

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