I don't

I don’t have much choice in the matter as he pushes his fully erect cock into my face.

“And don’t even THINK of biting or you’ll be very very sorry. If you obey me, you won’t get hurt. Refuse me and it all gets worse for you…much worse. I’ve equipped this house with a functioning BDSM dungeon and I’m not afraid to drag you down there and try out my latest pieces on you. I have all the experience in such matters, trust me”

Unfortunately for me, this is one matter I DO trust him on. I gulp and try to swallow my fear…I even try to admire his manhood, because under normal circumstances it would be quite…impressive…

He grabs my jaw and forces my mouth open wider. His cock slides smoothly past my lips and stops just short of the very back of my throat.

“Suck it,” he insists again. I’m left with **** at all, so I swirl him with my tongue and try to suck.

“Harder, slut,” he repeats, and slowly pushes himself in even further until I start to gag. He withdraws slightly so that I can breathe again but I’ve no doubt it will happen again if I try to refuse.

He is fondling both my boobs with his large tanned hands under their thin lingerie cover and obviously enjoying himself. I am thankful at least he isn’t pinching them too hard. If we’d met at another time and place, maybe I’d even be turned on by now….after all, out of all the newbies at work, one of the reasons I was chosen for this assignment was because I was the most flirty…..and um…experienced. That’s how I came to be pretending to seduce Dominic….and look how it’s all gone to hell now!

“Mmmm good girl” he murmurs, and starts to move in and out faster. I can hear his breath start to hitch.

Both his hands move to grasp a handful of my hair in his fists from both sides of my head and he pumps even faster. “Take it!” are his last groaned words before I feel him jet into my mouth like hot lightning. There’s nothing I can do but reflex swallow, and he doesn’t leave my mouth straight away, so that I can’t spit any out, I’m guessing. Luckily I’ve done this before, so I know how not to **** on it.

“Now lick it clean for me” he orders, holding the back of my head firmly in place with one of his hands.

I obey, even though I find it a little bit distasteful. Ok, kidding myself….it’s not that bad (says what I have left of my sense of adventure)