Assimilation

Shaking, Jenny kneeled before Francis. Slowly, she unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his fly. As Jenny slid his jeans and boxers down, his large cock grazed across her cheek as it bobbed free.

“That, that’s big,” she said, her eyes wide as the bulbous head poked out at her. Jenny looked up at Francis.

“Do, do I have to?” she pleaded. “Can’t I do something else instead?”

“What would you do?” Francis laughed, wondering if he should let this play out. Jenny looked away from his face, returning her stare to the rigid rod of flesh.

“I, I undress for you,” she gulped.

“Nah.”

“I’ll do it as a striptease.”

“Nope.”

“You can take pictures,” Jenny said, fear creeping into her voice.

“No thanks.”

“A lap dance?” Francis shook his head no.

“How about my sister?” Jenny asked, quaking before the mighty meat. “She’s fresh. Just graduated high school. Eighteen. A cheerleader and a gymnast.”

“Is she a virgin?” Francis asked diffidently, enjoying where this was going.

“I, I think so,” Jenny shook. Francis mulled the proposal over.

“Nah,” he said.

“Please!” Jenny burst out, tears running down her cheeks. “I’ll do anything! Anything! Just don’t make me put that monster in my mouth! I can’t, I just can’t do this right now!”

“You would do anything to prevent my cock from entering your mouth right now?” Francis smirked.

“Yes! Anything!” Jenny sobbed.

“You would do anything else I asked of you right now?”

“Yes!”

“You would break your engagement?”

“Yes!”

“You would give your sister, your own flesh and blood, to me?”

“Yes!”

“You would give yourself up to me and be completely subservient to my wishes, no matter what I ask of you?”

“Yes!” Jenny cried loudly, quaking in frustration and anguish. “Anything!”

“Very well,” Francis smiled darkly. “You can be my ****.”

“Your… ****?” Jenny sniffled.

“Yes,” Francis said. “And you won’t need to take my cock into your mouth right now.”

“I’ll be your ****,” Jenny nodded quickly, comprehension of the situation rising slowly into her mind following her acquiescence. “Oh… Shit…”

“A little slow on the uptake there, ****,” Francis smirked.

“Dammit,” she swore. “H, how soon will I have t, to t, take…”

“How soon will you suck my cock?” Francis interrupted. “Any time I want.”

Unwilling to take any further chances with the brunette, Francis activated the gem.

“You are now my ****,” he said. “Do you understand what this entails?”

“Yes,” Jenny said glumly. “I am your property to do with as you wish. Anything I own is yours. I will do as you command.”

“Excellent,” Francis smiled. “We’ll do a little shopping with those credit cards in the purse, but before we do, my little friend has a problem.”

“What’s the problem?” Jenny asked, her eyes wide in fear.

“He won’t fit in his pocket in his agitated state. He needs to be relieved of some fluids that are distressing him.”

“O, okay,” she stammered. “Wh, what do you need me to do?”

“To do what I asked earlier,” Francis grinned.

“Oh… That…” Jenny grimaced. Blushing, she opened her mouth wide and enveloped the thick member. She licked and sucked at the fleshy rod, amazed at how… good it felt. Jenny bobbed her slowly, stretching her cheeks to fit more and more of the man’s cock into her mouth. Her tongue ran over the bulbous head, exploring the vibrations and veins of the massive member, exhilarating in the feel and taste of… Francis, her owner.

The rigid rock shook in the warm cave of her mouth. Jenny sucked harder on the massive member, wanting to know what was coming, to let it fill her mouth. Taking her master’s cock in hand, she began to stroke his dick, attempting to hurry the impending release into her mouth.

Francis groaned, his seed spewing forth into the vixen’s violated cavity. Jenny swallowed quickly, her mouth filling with thick, slightly salty semen. The white fluid began to leak from the corners of her mouth, flowing down her cheeks and dribbling onto her pink sweater. Jenny chugged at her master’s seed as fast as she could, her mouth swollen with cum, now spilling from her face in a massive flood.

Francis removed his cock from her wonderful mouth. Swallowing at the last of his sperm, Jenny began coughing at the loss of oxygen, semen still spurting from her master’s rod, covering her face with his cream.

Finally spent, Francis pulled his boxers and jeans back into place. He looked down at his captured beauty, watching as she scraped at the cum on her face, licking the thick semen from her fingers.

“Wow,” Francis breathed. “I’ve never cummed that much before. That was great!”

“Thank you,” Jenny said, smiling.

“Have you ever given head like that before?”

“No,” she said. “This was my first time.”

“You’re a natural born cocksucker, Jenny,” Francis said. “I can’t wait til the next time.”

Francis sat down on a crate to relax and revel in the afterglow. His eyes locked onto his new acquisition, he realized it was almost disgusting how Jenny looked covered in his cum. She could get away without washing her hair, but she needed a new top. Francis knew the mall cops would be all over them when they saw the ruined sweater. Jenny continued to sample his spillage from her face as he pondered what to do.