Where has she been?

(A week later MJ POV)

MJ woke up with her lips in the same place they had been for almost the entirety of the past week, around the Kingpin’s cock. She had to admit she was used to it now, she didn’t even mind it anymore. This was her and Nick’s punishment for not getting permission before ‘escaping’ from her agency. She had to beg Nick to allow her to do this, not because she wanted to but because she feared what would happen if she didn’t.

Slowly, carefully, with more fear in her dark accustomed eyes than even a week ago, MJ bobbed her neck the few inches it was allowed, sucking, inhaling through her nose as she had been trained by Nick. Her cheeks hollowed out as she cautiously coaxed the Kingpin’s semi to full length as it grew into her throat. With great effort, MJ tried her best to make this cock cum again before the Kingpin woke. She no longer had tears to cry if she failed to meet his standards. Her face and body a rainbow of black, blue and purple from the Kingpin's brutal beatings.