Make her carry on

I lean back further into the soft cushions of the sofa, my fingers tangled in Holly's hair as I guide her head with deliberate, unhurried strokes. Her school girl skirt bunches up around her waist, exposing the smooth skin of her thighs and the bare lips of her pussy, already glistening slightly from the anticipation. 'That's it, you little slut,' I murmur, my voice low and commanding, laced with disdain. 'Your mouth's nothing but a warm hole for my cock right now. Keep it open wide, like the obedient fucktoy you are.'

Holly's eyes flutter up at me, wide and submissive, her lips stretched around the thick shaft as I push deeper, then pull back, treating her throat like a disposable sleeve. I pause with just the swollen head resting on her tongue, feeling the wet heat of it lapping gently against the sensitive underside. 'Rub it there,' I order, pressing her chin up with my thumb. 'Use that tongue to tease the tip, make it throb for you. You're just a pretty set of lips and a dripping cunt, aren't you? Say it.'

She mumbles around my cockhead, the vibrations sending a jolt through me, but I pull back enough for her to speak. 'Yes, Master... I'm just a pretty set of lips and a dripping cunt,' she whispers, her voice breathy and humiliated, before I slide back in, slow and deep. Her tongue swirls obediently, flicking over the ridge, keeping that sensitive spot alive with soft, insistent pressure. I groan softly, my free hand dipping between her legs, fingers parting her slick folds. I trace the outer lips first, then pinch one lightly, tugging it to watch her squirm. 'Look at this sloppy pussy. Already leaking like a **** whore. You love being inspected, don't you? Knowing buyers will stretch these holes next.'

Across the room, Abby stands frozen in her glass prison, the metal pole buried deep in her cunt, her body arched in perpetual display. Her eyes meet mine briefly, a silent plea in them, but she doesn't move—trained to perfection as my living decoration. I smirk, thrusting lazily into Holly's mouth again, the suction pulling at me like a tight fleshlight molded just for my pleasure. 'See Abby over there? That's your future if you're lucky—impaled and on show for everyone to ogle. But for now, you're mine to break in. Kiss the head, slut. Soft and slow, like you worship it.'

Holly's lips purse around the tip, planting feather-light kisses along the crown, her tongue darting out between each one to lap at the slit, tasting the bead of precum that wells up. I hold her there, not letting her take more, forcing her to focus on that sensitive spot until my cock twitches against her mouth. 'Good girl,' I **** further, my fingers now sliding inside her pussy, two at once, curling to stroke her inner walls while my thumb circles her clit roughly. She whimpers around me, the sound muffled, her body trembling on the sofa as I finger-fuck her in time with the shallow pumps into her throat.

I pull her head down fully now, burying my cock to the hilt, feeling her gag reflex flutter but not fight it—she's too well-trained for that. 'Swallow around it,' I command, holding her nose to my groin. 'Milk me like the cum dumpster you are.' Her throat constricts, squeezing rhythmically, and I let out a low growl of approval. My other hand abandons her pussy for a moment to slap her exposed ass cheek, the sharp crack echoing in the office. 'Arch your back, show off that school girl ass. Buyers love a slut who dresses like innocence but fucks like sin.'

As she complies, pushing her hips up, I resume playing with her cunt, spreading her juices along her thighs, probing deeper to feel how wet and ready she is. The inspection continues like this—me using her mouth as my personal toy, degrading her with every thrust and word, while my fingers explore every inch of her lower holes, preparing her for the menu. Abby watches from her case, a stark reminder of the life these slaves lead, and it only makes Holly's submission sweeter. I build the pace just a fraction, savoring the slow burn, not ready to finish yet. There's so much more to test before I decide if she's prime stock.