It's not your place to think anymore.

Sir's words drive you to work your mouth harder. It isn't your place to think about what Sir says, not unless he has a question for you to answer. Instead only emotion wells up in you. Pride that Sir finds you to be a rare delight, despair that other girls don't know their place, and a primal, animalistic satisfaction in knowing that submitting yourself to Sir was the best choice.

"Oh that's good Bunny!" Sir groans, one hand pulling the remains of your bra from your body and tossing it across the barn, the presses against the back of your head, beginning to drive you deeper and deeper down his engorging cock. "Take it all in Bunny," he hisses, his free hand beginning to maul your dangling breasts, harshly squeezing your soft flesh.

You gag as Sir begins to breach your throat, but he doesn't relent and you don't resist. Your body briefly tries to buck on reflex, panicking as your ability to breathe is sealed away, but a harsh slap from Sir rightfully punishes such a selfish desire to survive. Your chest begins to burn and your head turns light as you run out of air, not even able to take the meek half breaths Sir had allowed you before when he held your throat in his grasp.

"You were born for this Bunny!" Sir barks as he becomes the driving **** behind your head's movements. His own fury and lust leading him to ram your head up and down, your dropping co-ordination leading him to fuck your face onto his cock himself. You'd feel guilty if your world wasn't fast becoming one of burning darkness and numbing lust. "You were born for this! Born for me!"

You can't even here his words now everything spins so much, but you don't need to hear them to know what he means. After all, you're devoting all the energy and will you have to trying to lick about his thick cock as it drives you further towards darkness. Suddenly you feel his hips slam up against your face and can distantly hear that primal roar once again, a new warmth rushing down your throat as Sir cums violently once more. You can feel neither relief nor satisfaction as he begins to pull you up, air rushing into your lungs as the darkness finally overtakes you and you black out.