He rewards you with a mouthful of cream

"Yesss," Sneet hisses. He has a cruel smile and his fingers wrapped in your hair. He watches you bob the soft ring of your lips up and down his straining shaft. "I always knew you would make a great cocksucker. A woman born to be on her knees."

"Mmmmphhhh," is all you can answer as he forces your head down roughly on his dick, nearly gagging you. The inside of your mouth is awash in saliva and the oily taste of his precum.

"You love it, don't you?" Sneet groans, your mouth pumping up and down his dick. "You've wanted to do this since you saw me. Wanted to get on your knees and suck this fat dick. Worship it, bitch. Worship my dick."

"Mmmphmmmm!" you murmur, hollowing your cheeks and massaging his tightening ballsack. His cock didn't look big, but now it feels huge, swollen and stretching your lips, drooling out his precum all over your tongue with each downward stroke. You keep swallowing, but more and more keeps oozing out. He must be getting very close.

Sneet suddenly yanks your head back, his cock falling from between your lips. It's gleaming with your saliva, bouncing up and down inches from your lips. He wraps his fist around his spit-lubed shaft and strokes himself. With a yank he tilts your head back and looks down at you.

"Tell me you want it," he demands. "Tell me how bad you want it."

"I want it," you moan, blinking tears from your eyes.

"Want what?"

"I want your cum," you lick your lips, "in my mouth."

Sneet smiles cruelly.

"Open wide," he instructs. You obey, opening your mouth as wide as you can and sticking out your tongue. Lieutenant Sneet rests the swollen head of his cock on your tongue and jerks himself furiously, his fingers brushing your chin with each stroke, his precum oozing down your tongue and coating your throat. "Oh, yes, I'm cumming. I fucking cumming. Take it. Take it all."

Hot ropes of gooey cum gush from the head of Sneet's cock and baste the roof of your mouth in his salty load. Cum covers your teeth and drips down over your tongue and pumps in hot streams against your tonsils as he jerks himself off into your mouth. In only a few seconds your mouth is full with the body-hot soup of his loins. He swipes the head of his cock over your lips and admires the cum filling your mouth.

"Now swallow," he demands, rolling droplets from your cheeks and lips into your mouth. You gulp, nearly gagging as the thick, putrid spunk pours down your throat. "Perfect. I will remember you like this. I may desire more of your appreciation very soon."

Sneet tucks his cock back into his trousers and leaves your office. After a few minutes of remaining in that humiliating position you gather your strength and get to your feet. Droplets of spunk decorate your cheeks and nose and you look in the mirror to wipe them off. You've nearly finished when a message sounds from the bridge.

"We are approaching Omicron-69, Captain," says the helmsman.

"Good," you say. "Take us in to dock."

You sit down behind your desk. You can still taste the horrible flavor of Sneet's cum even after a glass of water. He has humiliated you, but you will have your ****.