Teases you some more

She returns an hour later with earbuds in, checking her phone, and not even bothering to look at you. Eventually she looks up.

“Thirsty?” She asks

“Yeah.” You say

“That’s ‘yes mistress’ while you’re down here cunt. Understand.”

Biting back the response you wanted to give, you answer “yes mistress.”

“I’ll still punish you for not addressing me right the first time, but it’s a start.”

She picks up the red solo cup that she walked in with, which you now see is filled halfway with jizz.

“Check it out, they got a whole room of boys in the basement hooked up to machines milking the cum out of them. Balls like apples. Must be feeding them something special. Anyway, I got this just for you and you’re gonna finish it, okay?”

You’ve tolerated the taste of cum at best, and when you’re really horny you don’t notice it at all, but now it wasn’t looking as appealing as it does in small amounts. Knowing the woman who was currently holding you captive though, you replied in the affirmative. As you started to drink it though, it tasted different somehow. Sweeter in a way, but still salty. You begin to feel aroused at the same time, even more than usual. By the time she finished feeding you the cum you were almost humping the air in desperation.

“Feeling a bit wet, are we babe? A little horny?”

“Yes mistress!”

“Thought so. It’s not regular cum they’re making down there, your uncle’s testing a new aphrodisiac. Now I can tell him that it at least works on needy sluts like you. How bad do you want it?”

“Very bad mistress. I’m so fucking horny!”

You almost can’t believe the words coming out of your own mouth in front of the girl who made your life a living hell for two years, but whatever was in the jizz she just **** fed you was driving you crazy with lust.

“I don’t think I believe you. I think you’re just being a selfish cunt who uses mommy and daddy’s money to get what she wants. You don’t know what it’s like to need something but not getting it, so you’re going to be doing a little giving before you can get.”

Unlocking your shackles you collapse to the floor, your pussy still dripping and extremely sensitive. Your mistress attaches a leash to your collar and starts dragging you along, but forcing you to stay on all fours.

“Keep up the pace bitch, we don’t want to be late.”