Not right now

"Kneel," you snap at Stan, and his knees hit the rough carpet almost quicker than you've finished saying the word. Wide-eyed, he is staring at you, not understanding how he came to be in this position at all, but unable to move or speak there is little more he can do than stare. He begins to drool from having his mouth stretched open, and long ribbons of saliva begin to drip from his chin onto the floor.

You walk towards him, inspired by his overflowing hole, and pull out your now-formidable cock. Stan's eyes widen further as you stroke yourself to full hardness in front of his face. Then, knowing his inability to resist, in one clean motion you slide your cock straight into Stan's throat. His overflowing saliva eases your path and instantly Stan's face is pressed against your stomach, your balls on his soaked chin.

You pull out a little, slam back in, and start face fucking Stan. You have your eyes closed, with one hand on Stan's head and the other tweaking your own nipples, and it is only when you are on the brink of orgasm that you open your eyes again. When you look down, there's a new reason for the intense wetness on your cock. Stan has started crying, and you realise you never altered him to make him enjoy this. You can change that now, but it will need to be a split second decision, you're about to cum!