New responsibilities

I was up early the next morning. James wanted me in first thing. Alex was up before me, he always was. He'd seemed distracted the last couple of days and, honestly, I was relieved.

My life had gotten so crazy, I just wanted it to calm down a little. I was glad Alex had something to take his mind off me, so he didn't go crazy. I'd get it all in order. It's not that I wasn't enjoying the attention and this crazy sexual awakening I was having. It's just that it was a lot. It was overwhelming.

I decided to walk to work, the weather was nice and I thought the fresh air might help to clear my mind. I found myself thinking about the events of the past few days. The feelings were both exhilarating and exhausting. It was as if someone had turned up the volume on my life, amplifying everything.

The walk from our house to The Clock Bar was quiet, peaceful. The morning-sun cast a warm glow across the street, illuminating the trees that lined it. As I walked, I couldn't help but wonder how my life had become so complicated. It had snowballed out of control and I was unsure how to regain it. Maybe I didn't really want control anymore.

I walked through the front door of The Clock Bar. It was unlocked, but I locked it behind me as we weren't open for a couple of hours. James walked out from the back rooms wearing his usual confident demeanor. He looked at me, his gaze lingering for a moment too long.

"Good morning, Lily," he greeted me. "You look...refreshed."

"Morning," I replied curtly, avoiding eye contact. "I think I'll make some coffee."

James followed me into the kitchen, not giving me any space. "Is there anything you'd like to discuss regarding our conversation yesterday?" James probed, his tone subtly commanding.

I paused, trying to find the right words. "I just want everything to go back to normal. This whole situation has been really intense and it's affecting my relationship with Alex." I explained, my voice wavering slightly. "I don't want to lose him."

James stared at me, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Your relationship with Alex is important to you?" he questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes," I answered firmly, trying to maintain eye contact. "It's very important to me."

"What about Jake?" James pressed further.

"Well, I..." I trailed off.

James grabbed me by the throat. Not hard enough to leave a mark but he lifted me onto my tiptoes, making it hard to breath. "You know what I think?" He said, while undoing the button on his pants. "I think that you're a slut who needs to be reminded of her place." I couldn't move, paralyzed by fear and excitement.

James released my neck and pushed me down to my knees. I found myself face to face with his huge cock.

My mouth hung open, unable to form words. "You're going to suck my cock, aren't you?" he asked, his tone demanding obedience. I couldn't believe this was happening.

My hand hesitantly reached out to grasp his cock. "Yes," I whispered, taking him into my mouth. As I began sucking him, I felt a surge of guilt and shame course through me. But at the same time, I was driven by an almost irresistible **** to submit completely to James' will.

His cock grew harder, thickening, as he gripped my hair. His hips started moving, thrusting forward, his breath getting heavier. I knew I shouldn't enjoy this, but the forbidden thrill of being controlled by such a powerful man overrode my conscience.

James was right - this was a side of me I never knew existed. I felt a surge of adrenaline as I continued to perform fellatio on him. His strong fingers gripped my hair, holding me in place as he roughly fucked my face.

"I bet Alex would love to see this," he chuckled darkly.

Despite myself, I let out a soft moan. I couldn't help but revel in the thrill of submission. His grip on my hair tightened, pulling my head back as he fucked my face even harder.

"I'll show him how much of a slut you are," he growled, his words carrying a malicious undertone. In response, I intensified my sucking, bringing him closer to climax.

James' body tensed, and then he abruptly pulled out, shooting his load directly into my face. His cum splattered against my cheeks, dripping down onto my chin. I stayed where I was, letting the liquid run down my chin, unable to react, frozen in a mixture of shock and arousal.

James pulled out his phone. Taking a picture of me kneeling in front of him, covered in his cum. He smirked, showing it to me.

"What do you think, Lily?" he taunted. "Do you think Alex would appreciate this photo?" I felt a wave of anger mixed with embarrassment and desire wash over me.

"That's my little slut," he grinned, "now go clean yourself up." He turned and left the room, leaving me kneeling there, dazed and covered in cum.