My Punishment…

“Well…” He says behind me as he slowly starts to pull himself out of me, a wet squelch of a sound echoing in the room as his cock is freed from the vice grip my cunt had him in. “You just lost your dick privilege! Good job slut.” He chuckles as he leans back against the desk, his cock still hard and flopping in the air.

I should have been happy that I was freed from his clutches, and his cock was no longer dumbing my mind down any more. But something in the back of my mind was screaming, aching, like it had a one to one track trail with my cunt who only wanted more… and more… and more~!

“No! Wait! I’m so sorry!” I say desperately as I drop down to my knees to pick up the chalk, but as I grab it his chuckle only echoes in my ears like an evil laugh, forcing me to stare up at him.

“You already lost, babes. You’re gonna need to do a lot more than just pick up the damn chalk to win this dick back.” He says, raising an eyebrow slightly. I was going to ask him for more information, but I didn’t need it. As soon as I opened my mouth his cock flexed in front of me… and I know what I needed to do.

“Yes sir…” I whisper again as I readjust myself, sitting up slightly and arching my back so my neck extends more until, once again, my lips are wrapped around his cock and I am bobbing my head up and down like a good whore.

SCHLURP~SCHLURP~SCHLURP~SCHLURP~!

“Thaaaaat’s it babe! Suck it! You do such a good job at that~” He growls as he reaches up and puts his hands in my hair, not to control me, but just there was a warning that he could if he wanted to.

Not that I needed much more convincing! My pussy was absolutely aching with need, and feeling his thick fucking cock pushing between my lips was already stimulating enough. My lower lips were screaming to be split open much like my mouth already was, and my brain was too single-minded right now to think of any consequences.

“You really want that fucking cock, don’t you?” He says as he glances down at me, raising an eyebrow slightly as I nod and groan with his cock still in my mouth, before pushing it out with a lewd pop~!

“Yes sir~! Yes sir I fucking want it~! I fucking NEED your cock in my tight little pussy again~!” I groan as I stare up at him with a soft look of desperation that makes him laugh a bit harder now.

“Then you better show me how bad you fucking want it…” he growls in my ear, which sends a shiver up my spine. Without another word I just nod and then dive back down, using my lips and tongue with a ferocity that I never had before, except maybe on the Dumb-Bitch pill, coating every inch of him with a layer of my saliva from the tip of his shaft to his thick pulsing balls.

“That’s it~!” He groans as another soft moan escapes his lips. “Good girl~! Good fucking girl~!” Every word of encouragement was pushing me on more and more. My mind was going into overdrive on how I could please this man and his cock, but before I knew it his hands gripped my hair and yanked me back as I let out a soft yelp.

“Fine! You’ve earned it!” He says with a smirk as he pushes himself higher so he is fully laying back on the desk now, cock fully into the air, standing at attention. “But you’re doing the fucking work!” He growls. Without a second of hesitation a smile grows on my face and I giggle.

“Yes sir!”