Her New World Order

“What? You’ve got to be kidding! Like I’d ever put your dick in my mouth! Frank doesn’t even get that pleasure!” retorted Vanessa, still sure she could somehow take charge of the situation.

“You seem to have forgotten your place, ****,” John making sure to put extra emphasis on that last word, much to Vanessa’s displeasure.

“I. Am. NOBODY’S. ****!” the girl yelled back, her arm swinging towards John’s face but stopping just short of hitting him. Her face contorted in confusion as to why her arm stopped before her hand came into contact with John’s face. She tried again, with the same result. Once more she tried with the opposite arm this time, but to no avail. She looked to John’s face, a twisted grin on his face.

“What’s the matter, can’t hit me? No, I suppose you can’t, the brand makes sure of that,” he said, a chuckle escaping his lips. “You seem to not know your place this this new hierarchy, Vanessa,” John told her. “You are no longer the queen bitch around here. I am king as far as you are concerned. And you,” John reached over and stroked Vanessa’s face, her flinching to his touch as a reflex, “are my obedient little ****. You will do what I say, when I say, to whomever I say. Do you understand?”

The color drained from Vanessa’s face. His words cut into Vanessa, into her very being. He was challenging everything she had ever known, the very social order that she had spent years cultivating, to make sure she was on top. And now John Newman, the lowest of trash, had somehow, like magic, enslaved her to himself. She just couldn’t believe it. His words now challenged that. Her body no longer responded to her commands if it contradicted his words. Vanessa’s mind raced with how she could turn this around, bring this to her advantage, but she saw none. Well, none that was to her liking. Tch. Looks like I have ****. Fine, Newman, I’ll play along. And slowly, I’ll bend you to my will. Sure I’ll be a ****, but you’ll be mine. A smile crept across Vanessa’s face as she decided on what to do. Sure, she’d have to debase herself for a while to do what the nerd wants, but, eventually, she’ll bend him to her will just like all the rest of the men in her life. Of that, she was sure.
“Very well, master,” Vanessa made sure to put extra emphasis on the last word, in an attempt to appease John. Vanessa brought her hands up to John’s chest and gently rubbed her hands along his covered chest, a hint of surprise over how muscular his chest was. Was he always this buff? No, there’s no way he was. I’d have known! Her hands made their way to his face, where she grabbed both sides of his face and brought him into a passionate kiss, her tongue invading his mouth.
John was surprised by the sudden change in Vanessa. She was not one to give up easily about something, especially when it involved her superiority. He made a mental note to be weary of what she will do in the upcoming days and went to enjoying the moment he found himself in. For all she’s ever done, she sure knew how to use her mouth for a good time.

Vanessa’s hands slithered down John’s body to his pants, coming to a stop on the buttons. Her long, delicate fingers slowly unbuttoned his pants, her one hand grazing over his crotch as the other pulled his zipper down. John stepped out of his pants, shaking the one leg out that got caught, much to Vanessa’s amusement.
“Even when making out with a girl out of your league, who is grabbing your cock through your tighty whities, you still manage to be a giant loser. How pathetic,” scolded Vanessa, who, despite her current position, would not allow John to win that easily. Her hands continued to play with his dick through his underwear while he nibbled on her ear.

“I think it’s time you get to why we’re here,” John whispered into Vanessa’s ears. Before she could answer John used his superior strength to push her to her knees. Vanessa held her tongue as John **** her to her knees, still very aware that she had little power in their current dynamic. She let out a sigh and decided to finally bite the bullet so to speak and give John what he was after. Her hands gripped both sides of his underwear and slowly pulled it down. Vanessa’s face became flushed when she saw John’s dick already popping out the second she started removing the article of clothing between her and her **** destination. His penis kept going the more she pulled the underwear down, her face shifting to surprise when John’s member finally broke free and slapped her across the face as John stepped out of the last piece of his lower clothing.

“You like seeing me like this, master?” asked Vanessa, intent on playing into John’s power fantasy. Vanessa rubbed her cheek along John’s cock, nuzzling it like a girl would her favorite stuff toy. Vanessa brought her face to the base of her master’s dick and brought her tongue out, touching it at the base. She slowly dragged her tongue across the shaft, all the way to the tip. Her hand followed her tongue, giving John a nice, slow pump. “Does this feel good?” asked Vanessa.
“Does this feel good, what?” replied John.

“My apologies. Does this feel good, master?” the corrected Vanessa asked.

“Yes, ****, it feels good. But I’m sure you can do better,” implied John, his hand stroked her cheek as he talked.

“Of course, master. I’ll try very hard for you, to please you like no other!” squealed the obviously too excited Vanessa. John put aside his worries of what the girl was planning and decided to just enjoy the pleasure that was engulfing him.

Vanessa placed a slow, sultry kiss on the tip of John’s cock. At the end of the kiss, her tongue slithered out of her mouth and found its way to the underside of John’s cock, tickling it. John let out a moan as his head fell back. Vanessa’s tongue continued to caress John’s meat stick as she licked every inch of her current focus. She made sure that every bit was covered in her saliva. Vanessa had been around a few large cocks, but John’s was clearly one of the longer ones, not to mention a girth she didn’t think was possible. For her own safety, she was intent to make sure John’s monster was lubed enough for her to even fit into her mouth, let alone attempt to deepthroat it like John would most likely want.

“Time to get to the actual blowjob, don’t you think?” commanded John rather than ask.

“As you wish, master,” a sweet, sultry tone rang from Vanessa’s words. Her delicate hands wrapped around John’s member, lining it up with her mouth. With a deep breath, she put the tip of the dick to her lips, opened her mouth, and engulfed the tip. With the head firmly in her mouth, Vanessa breathed slowly, allowing her jaw to adjust to being stretched open because of the sheer size of John’s cock. Vanessa’s cheeks caved in as she began to suck on the invader of her mouth. Her tongue twirled around the head before finding its way into his urethra.

John gasped at the new sensation, his hands finding their way to Vanessa’s head. His fingers intertwined with her hair before he grasped her skull. Vanessa’s hands stroked John’s shaft, a slow, steady speed to maximize the pleasure. John, however, was not happy with the speed, so he took matters into his own hands. Holding her head in place, John slowly began to thrust his hips forward, putting about half his shaft into Vanessa’s open mouth before pulling back out. Vanessa kept hands kept stroking him but as he looked down he saw her eyes showed a hint of fear for what John might do. John’s increase in pace as well as pushing more of his dick into her mouth let Vanessa know her fears were realized. Her blowjob had turned into a facefuck, with her having no control.
Vanessa attempted to pull away from John, but his firm grip on her head, combined with her hair interweaved with his hands, made that reality impossible. Her hands found their way to his thighs, in a pathetic attempt to stop his frenzied humping of her face. Her strength was nothing compared to his now near superhuman levels. Her hands beat against his thighs and legs in a futile attempt to make him stop. Tears streamed from her eyes as her jaw started to lock up from being **** so wide open.

John’s grip on Vanessa’s head was firm, with no intentions of letting go until he had finished his business with her. His plan to facefuck her, something he figured she would never allowed before, made him feel harder than ever before. Forcing Vanessa to do this awoke a similar feeling to when he had to deal with Idena. Every feeling felt more pronounced, every pleasure greater than before. Vanessa’s tongue attacking the invading monster of her mouth, her hands helplessly hitting his thighs, her throat tightening as he shoved his dick down her throat, all of it felt beyond amazing.

John gazed down upon Vanessa face to see tears rolling down her cheeks. Fear was clear and present in her eyes, not knowing what John would do to her next. A quick tug of her hair caused a whimper to come out of her stuffed mouth, the vibrations adding extra pleasure to an already overloaded John. A familiar feeling began to swirl in his loins, which just spurred John on. He increased his thrusting, ramming his cock down Vanessa’s throat, her gagging just egging him on. His balls slapped against her chin, the “thawp” sound driving John crazy.

The pain coming from her jaw being **** open so long and her throat being bashed against by a dick far too big for it was overwhelming for Vanessa. The unwanted facefucking had cut off Vanessa’s air supply, lightheadedness was overtaking her. Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head as her body went limp, the last thing her seeing was John’s orgasm face as he flooded her throat and stomach with his seed.