Suck him off once more

You had now sucked David's cock twice. Once in his car and once under his work desk. You had forcefully taken him down your throat as he injected his cum directly into your stomach. You had become familiar with his thirst for power plays, as well as the sections of his cock and balls that pleasured him most.

Yet both times, David was clothed. Both times, when he **** you to deepthroat him, your cheeks came into contact with denim. But now, presented before you was a drunk, fully nude David.

"Clock's tickin'" David smiled and chugged his drink -- if you didn't finish him before he blacked out, he'd reveal your secret. You'd need to use all your newfound familiarity with his cock to make him cum quick.

You leaned over the bathtub to turn the shower on -- couldn't risk Jesse hearing you outside the door. Placing the shower rug between his feet, you shuffled onto your knees. David spread his naked, hairy legs -- a waft of his musk hitting you as his behemoth shaft hung slack over the toilet rim, his urethra bobbing and twitching just above your nose.

Unlike the past two times, you made haste. You knew exactly where to place your hand on his base and begin stroking his rubbery skin. Sticking out your tongue, you danced beneath his helmet head, teasing the frenulum before sucking him into your mouth.

"Uuuuuoooooooaaaaahhhhhh," David moaned, relaxing as he hardened in your mouth, "You sure know how to treat my cock now, eh, John? No hesitation this time. You know your place. You're my bitch."

You took him in deeper, knowing the further you debased yourself for David, the quicker he'd cum. About halfway down, you reached your typical point of no return where your gag reflex stopped you -- GAK GAK, you felt your throat tense up. You stole a breath through your nose, breathing David's cock in deep and pushed on, now fully and willingly deepthroating him. You moved him back and forth, feeling your throat accommodate his girth. His pubes tickled your nostrils, and you could smell a different musk wrapped in his hairs -- it wasn't masculine. It was pussy. David must have recently fucked someone.

David laughed, the expression plain on your face.

"Guess you've smelt her. Yeah, I fucked someone tonight. With a cock like mine, it's not hard. Can you guess who? Maybe Joan as a kind of mercy for you? Maybe I seduced Carli and now you're tasting her shame. Or maybe -- just maybe -- Jesse finally wised up and let me hit it raw."

You hadn't moved. You were just staring up into David's eyes with his cock lodged deep in your throat.

"I kind of like you staring up at me like that, all powerless. Keep sucking, but don't take your eyes off."

Of course, David had to find newfound ways to humiliate you now that you were accustomed to giving him head. You dislodged his cock from your throat and gave the entire shaft several long licks while looking into his eyes.

"It's not your girlfriend's pussy, by the way. But I'd like you to pretend it is. I want you to pretend it's your girl's pussy you're cleaning off my cock. Cause that's what it will be if you don't pay back all your debt."

You bobbed your head down and began sucking on his balls, his shaft bouncing on your nose and forehead, your chin banging up against the toilet rim. His words did make you imagine that the balls you were sucking were slapping underneath Jesse's asshole as she yelped and screamed from him splitting her in two.

"Tell me how much you love my cock -- and show me."

He was testing you -- you needed to continue to debase yourself, and be believable, to make him cum this time.

"I love your cock so much," you hid your disdain well, opening your mouth and slapping his cock on your tongue several times.

"Tell me you're my bitch and I can have your holes whenever I want to."

You rolled your tongue over the head, "I'm your bitch David, and you can have my holes whenever you want to." You had to go all in. "I love when you fuck my throat and shoot your cum into my stomach."

"You love that, huh?"

David shot up from the toilet, his cock smacking you across the face. He towered above you, stroking himself towards your face. "Then I'll cum all over your face today instead. But you gotta beg for it. I can't cum unless I think it's real. Beg for me to cum on your face."

"Cu--cum..." you hesitated, looking away in shame.

"Did I say stop fucking looking up at me? Look up at me. Look up at my cock. It's your superior. Show us some respect." He placed his cock in front of you. "Kiss him and tell him you're sorry for disrespecting him."

You leaned forward and planted a tender kiss over his urethra, like you would kiss the lips of your girlfriend. "I'm sorry for disrespecting your cock. Please cum on my face."

"I need to believe it bitch."

"Cum on my face, David. Please cum all over my face. Cum all over your bitch's inferior face and show him his place." David's eyes closed as the speed of his strokes increased. You watched the purple flailing cockhead, waiting for it to open so you could close your eyes. "Cum all over me, David. DO IT! CUM!!"

"UUUUUUUAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhh!!!!" David grunted, thrusting forward.

You barely had time to react as his cum shot out with intensity. When it was in your throat, it shot directly into your stomach, so you didn't feel the intensity, but as he was shooting onto your face, you felt the impact like a sudden shotgun, coating your entire face almost instantly on the first rope. Several contractions later, and you were glazed with your roommate's thick seed, it slowly beginning to harden on your face. Now you weren't just his bitch in name. He had fully marked you. This felt like crossing a line. Somehow, by swallowing his seed, it was like keeping this whole thing under wraps, a secret that you could move past. You couldn't move past this. You'd always be a man who let another man cum on his face.

David stood above you, huffing, his wilting cock now dangling beside your face. He continued to watch you as if waiting for something.

"I made you cum. We're done for today, right?"

"Ah, so I haven't fully broken you yet. Don't worry, we'll get there."

David put on his clothes and left. You were careful to hide behind the door so Jesse wouldn't see you. As David left, a snoring Jesse lay beside the door. She must have passed out waiting for you.

"Look who it is. Just feet away from her boyfriend being made a bitch. Thank god for ****. 24 hours, bitch."