Perhaps the beginning of the end.

You look up at him, your mouth trembling, feeling the cold pressure of the gun against your head. Even though your terror is overpowering you, you're afraid to close your eyes, afraid that if you do you will never open them again. Your shivering body kneels before him, expecting ****, unable even to plead. You feel tears start from your eyes, trickling down your cheeks.

His grin widens at your plight, his face growing even colder as he stares down at you. With his free hand he unzips himself, reaching into his pants to pull out his stiff cock. Freezing you with his eyes he rubs the tip against your lips, wiping the beads of precum onto you.

Without being told and without letting your eyes leave his, you gently wrap your soft lips around his cock head, sucking gently as you rub your tongue over it. He gives you a sneer of icy cruelty as he presses the gun barrel tighter against your head, and his cock deeper into your mouth. You suck him hard, lapping at him with urgency, believing that your sweet soft mouth is all that stands between you and ****.

So focussed are you on your slurping mouth that it takes you a few minutes to realize that Jimmy isn't very big. You've taken his entire length and he's barely touching the back of your mouth, much less making you gag, and his girth is hardly more than a roll of quarters. The knowledge gives you a sense of power, and you reach out and grab his thighs, pressing your mouth against his groin, sucking him hard, gurgling and moaning as you do.

To your surprise he uses the gun to bat your hands away from his legs. "Get your fuckin' hands off me, bitch!" he snarls. "Someone tie this cunt's hands behind her." He presses the gun back against your head and holds your hair to keep your mouth impaled on his cock. Someone pulls your hands behind you, wrapping duct tape around your wrists to bind you. Your fear battles with your excitement, making your tears flow and your nipples harden, your body quivering with the blend of conflicting emotions.

You feel Jimmy's cock throb in your mouth, and see his face tighten in excitement. You suck him harder, desperately trying to trigger his orgasm, hoping that it doesn't also trigger the gun in his hand. You slurp and rub your tongue on the sensitive underside of his cock, feeling him swell and pulse, hearing him grunt as the first spurts of his hot seed splash into your greedy mouth.

He holds your hair and pumps his cock into your mouth, pressing the gun against your head, his eyes bestial and cruel. You suck hard, drinking his seed, lustfully savouring his essence, while fearing the bullet that will shatter your head and rip your life away.