Blow-Up

Unsure of how much I 'owed' him yet, and wanting to leave myself with options, I swallowed hard and decided on the best course of action. Noting how I was being watched by people not only from the hall but also the untold number on his feed, I managed to smile up at him, getting onto my knees before him, and in the best voice I could manage, "May I start to pay down the debt by giving you a blow, my Master?"

I watch, hearing the many whispers from the hall, my focus was aimed at my driver-turned-master, who smiled broadly back at me. He ran his right hand through my red locks, chucking to himself as he looked down at me. Several seconds passed and he looked over the feed, before grabbing the back of my head, "That's a good start, my Whore. Sure, I could use one right now." I flashed him another smile as he spoke, my mind reeling at what I was offering him, naked and before my new neighbors no less. 'Not the First Impression I would usefully want to make' I thought to myself, brightly looking down at him at waist height, before looking back up at his face. Nodding, I reached up, catching sight of the bulge in his pants, his shaft bouncing out as I zipped open his fly. I gasped as I got sight of it, the sound of whispering growing louder as I rubbed my hands along its length.

Managing to keep my gaze aimed at his face, I moved my tongue down to the base of his balls, moving it up slowly up his shaft, aware the whole time how his hand was holding softly to my hair. He smirked as I worked, clearly enjoying what I was doing. I paused at the tip, rubbing my tongue at it, before starting back at the base, my breasts softly bouncing as I kneel before him. I moaned as I reached his tip again, rubbing my tongue around the tip, all the while looking up his way. I ran my tongue down the shaft several times, using only my tongue and lips upon his rod. After a bit, he stopped me, holding me in place before him, pausing before plunging his cock down deep into my mouth, and I quickly wrapped my lips around his member.

I moaned through his rock-hard member, feeling it bump deep into my mouth, his hold on the back of my neck now holding tightly to me. I held myself still, my nakedness exposed before so many, as he pulled out to the tip, pausing as he smirked down at me, before plunging himself down into my throat. My right hand found the space between my legs just then, and I moaned as an orgasm went racing through me; made all the more powerful as I rubbed my fingers across my clit. H felt his left hand find my bosom, rubbing along the underside of my breast. I sought to please him, my new master for only he knew how long, as I submitted to his whims, seeking to please him to pay back the debt, even as I held off giving in to him completely. I moaned as he thrust his cock once more down my throat, stretching my throat on his member, pressing it deeper each time.

"That's right, my Whore. Please your Master, and his viewers.", feeling him using me to please himself, even as I allowed it to happen, wondering the whole time what my new neighbors were thinking, even as I did my best to pay off the debt for getting a ride back to my place. I moaned as I worked myself on his rock-hard member, even as he thrust himself rhythmically deep Into me. Happy I long ago lost my gag reflex, I submitted myself to his will, blinking several times in rapid succession as I gave in to him. I pressed the fingers of my right hand onto my shaved mound, moaning as he took me. I held his hand on my breast, giving it a squeeze, rubbing the fingers across my nipple, before moving it to press around the sides of my throat.

Surprise, I quickly decided to play the submissive role to the hilt, even as he choked me softly, placing pressure on the sides of my throat, even as he did not give up on his slow, rhythmic thrusts. I could tell, from my reflection in the hall mirror, noting how my cheeks took on a deep red shade, my eyes remaining aimed up at him, as he used me openly. I moaned as I orgasmed again, kneeling before him, as his balls bounced against my chin, his cock now buried deep in my throat. I moaned through it, feeling his hold on me slowly tightening as he kept up his slow, rhythmic pounding on my neck. I found my mind focused solo now on pleasing him, using my lips and tongue on his member as he thundered it deep into me.

I moaned as he worked, holding me tightly in place, my naked body exposed before his viewers and my neighbors alike. I found my mind caring more for his desires than anything else, moaning as he used me. He kept looking at his feed as he worked, not that I minded... well, at least not just then. I orgasmed as he worked, a smile plastered on his face, as he enjoyed my efforts. As if given a queue, his speed started to increase, until his powerful, deep thrust became swift, using me swiftly. I gasped as he worked, doing my best to please him. He held his cock buried deep in my throat, soon followed by him releasing a load of his sticky, salty load down into me. I swelled hard, and it took several tries to get it all down. After several seconds he released yet more into my mouth, and I submissively swallowed it down too as he pulled his member out of my lips, as I remained kneeling before him, more of his load splattered onto my face and into my hair, and I blinked once more. I heard him let out a laugh, clearly pleased with himself with what had just transpired.

He released his hold on my neck then, and I gasped a deep ragged breath. He smiled down at me, pleased with himself, noting how his load dried on my face and in my hair, putting himself together as he checked the feed. For myself, I remained kneeling before him, catching my breath, and keeping my gaze up his way. I found myself happy to have served him, my only desire was his desires. "Good going so far, my Whore ... but there's much left for you to do; if you want to pay back what you owe."

I gasped, remained kneeling before him, as I remained submissive to him, catching my breath as I found myself wondering what he would seek of me next...