The Guard Captain’s cock in her mouth (MF, dubcon, oral)

Ciri woke with a start as soon as she heard the door swing open. Ciri blinked hard, staring up at the guard Captain as he towered over her.

'How long did I sleep?' Ciri thought. The temperature had noticeably dropped and sunlight no longer shined through the many windows of his office.

"You ready to finish your end of our bargain?" The Captain asked and, before Ciri could answer, he began to undo his trousers. Ciri could only watch as he freed his cock.

"Been thinking bout this all damned day." The guard captain said before stepping close.

Begrudgingly, Ciri shifted her weight on her knees, leaning forward and rising up to be face level with his member.

"Go on now, earn your keep," the Captain said when she hesitated. "Let's see if you're as good as your whore friend."

Cir's lips were parched, her throat sore. She hadn't had a drink of water in hours.

"Could I get some water first," Ciri asked as she looked up, the Captain's cock blocking half her view of his face.

The Captain's eyes narrowed at her.

"The only thing you'll be drinking is my piss if you don't hurry up," He growled.

'Piece of shit,' Ciri thought to herself before she leaned in and pressed the head of his cock against her lips. Her tongue darted out, tasting him with a dry tongue, before she moved her head to the side. She licked the side of him, letting his glans rub against her cheek. She moved forward, dragging the shaft of cock against the side of her face until she reached his balls.

Ciri thought of how she could get a drink of water. Asking wouldn't work, but she knew what just might. She hated herself for even thinking it but she had ****. As she rubbed her tongue against the Captain's cock, she looked up at him seductively. Then, softly, she spoke.

"Don't..."

Ciri paused before licking the base of his cock.

"You want..."

She took one testy into her mouth and hummed around it.

"My mouth..."

She pulled back, dragging her tongue against the underside of his cock.

"Nice and wet?"

She sealed her lips around his shaft, her large green eyes staring up at him. She suckled on the tip of his penis, her tongue dancing over the overly sensitive nerves.

She pulled back with a pop and licked her lips long and slow. And she stared up at the Captain submissively.

"Fine," The Captain relented. He leaned down, putting one hand under Ciri's arm. Pulling her up, he half-dragged her towards his desk. He **** her back onto her knees before her grabbed a canteen and brought it to her lips. He titled it, pouring the water unceremoniously all over her face.

Ciri swallowed a mouthful and then coughed, spitting water all over her chin, neck, and breasts. She turned away, cleared her throat, and went for one more gulp before he closed the canteen. As Ciri swallowed and savored the taste of the water, it occurred to her that acting like a whore had come surprisingly easy to her.

The Captain sat into his chair and looked at Ciri expectantly as his cock stood proudly erect. Ciri sighed and crawled over to him, her ass swaying with every shuffle. When she neared him, she leaned over him and balanced her mouth over his groin. The stank of sweat and sex nearly overwhelmed Ciri's senses. It only now occurred to her that he probably hadn't showered after he had fucked her.

"I could do more with my hands free," she said as she hovered over his cock, once again showing a willingness to do this that surprised her.

"Do more with your mouth," The Captain ordered.

Ciri closed her eyes once again and her lips parted. He tasted musky and sweaty as she took him into her mouth. His fingers entangled into her hair as she began to bob her head up and down, dragging her lips over his shaft.

"Better than the witch," The Captain groaned as Ciri worked her mouth over his cock. "I guess you're more worthless a whore than she is." Ciri kept her eyes shut as she massaged the Captain's cock with her tongue and lips, pressing him into the side of her cheek as she sucked him off.

She strained against the cuffs, bending uncomfortably over him. Her head moved up and down, up and down.

"That's it," The Captain groaned, his hand tightening into Ciri's hair as he **** her mouth up and down his shaft. He soon took complete control, pistoning the young girl's head up and down his cock until he heard her gag and felt her throat convulse around him. He groaned and let her head go, letting her take back control. Ciri found her own pace, bobbing efficiently up and down.

"I knew you were a little whore," The Captain said. This came as less of a taunt and more as a statement of fact.

Ciri moaned around his cock as she shifted on her knees. She was drooling, unable to stop the saliva from spilling out the sides of stretched lips.

'You hate this, you hate it,' Ciri told herself repeatedly as she sucked the Captain between her cheeks and pressed her tongue against the underside of his cock. She began to move faster and moaned around him, her lips and tongue vibrating against his manhood.

Ciri felt his hips thrust upwards towards him, forcing enough of him into her throat to make her gag again. She pulled up with a gasp, drool trailing from her lips to the head of his cock, before she dove back down and swallowed him whole.

'I don't want his seed in my mouth,' Ciri thought. She didn't want to taste the shame of selling her body to help her friend. She desperately wanted it on her fa.... no, she didn't want that, she just had to do it. So Ciri pursed her lips and pressed them against his head before sticking out her tongue and dragging it down his shaft all the way down to his balls then back up again.

From the way the Captain's face was scrunched and the muscles in the legs tense, Ciri knew he was close. She closed her mouth around the tip of his cock, sucking on him just hard enough to set him off. His cock throbbed as he came and Ciri quickly pulled back.

Ciri saved herself from having him explode in her mouth and the Guard Captain's fat load hit her across the lips and up the side of her cheek. She flinched and pulled back, watching as his cock throbbed in the open air, another line of his jizz erupting out of him and splashing against her stomach.

The Guard Captain moaned and went limp, slumping his chair. Ciri's eyes glanced around, hoping to find something to wipe her face with. The only option was the Captain's own pants but she doubted he would approve and she didn't want to get on his bad side.

So she sat there slumped back onto her knees and face covered in cum silently waiting for the next degradation the Captain had in store. There was a tingling sensation running through Ciri's body as she knelt in this humiliating state but she told herself it was just shame.