I Blow Him

“...Fine.”

I couldn’t look at him, but I knew he was wearing that signature smirk.

A hand landed on my ass with a loud smack; I yelped. “Hey!”

“We can touch each other now, can’t we? In fact, I think I need to teach you a little lesson about what happens when you try to turn me on.”

He rained spanks on my ass, each one leaving a stinging, red mark. They only fanned the flame building in my stomach. My knees really gave out this time, and I collapsed into him.

He held me partially up with one arm while the other focused on punishing my ass.

“Ah! Ah! Ah!” I squealed each time he made contact.

“That’s right, bitch. If you tease me, you best be prepared for either a spanking or a fucking. Is that clear?”

I gritted my teeth. I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction. Two spanks later and a feeble “Yes,” left my mouth.

He grabbed me by my short hair and **** me to my feet. My legs shook.

“Welcome to day one of blowjob training, slut. How does a facefuck sound?”

I nodded dumbly, ready to get it over with.

He pushed me to my knees. Instinctively, I put my hands on his crotch. My eyes widened.

“Take it out, bitch.”

I unzipped his pants and pulled them down. His boner tented his boxers. I rubbed my hands all over it, marveling at the size. It must’ve been–

“A bit bigger than yours was, right?” Dante said, as if he’d read my mind.

I yanked his boxers down, and his dick flopped onto my face. My pussy flushed with delight. I inhaled his musk, a scent that had once put fear in my heart now magnified my arousal. Part of me was infuriated, ashamed, that I had stooped to serving him like this, but that part felt distant. His cock, meanwhile, was mouthwateringly close.

I wrapped both hands around it and started to stroke. His dick was so large I couldn’t even close my grip around it.

“Mhmm,” he murmured. “Good start.”

I shouldn’t have enjoyed his little compliment, but I couldn’t help it. I’d given myself over to my lust.

“Now it’s time for your first real lesson.” He took his cock in his hand and started smacking my face with it, treating me like some fuck toy. “Open up.”

I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. He slapped his dick all over it, the taste of it giving me goosebumps. Some of that was from Ashley’s pussy, I realized.

He pushed his cock into my mouth, and I slathered my saliva on its tip. I realized I’d been practically drooling with the amount of spit I’d made.

He grabbed my hair and **** me deeper. His fuckstick tickled the back of my throat even though I’d barely taken a quarter of it. I gagged.

He pulled me off him, “That won’t do, bitch.”