You need it

The thought of his thick cock pulsing in your throat and pumping you full of his hot cum made your pussy clench, sending a fresh rivulet of girljuice down your already glistening thighs.

"Please..." you barely recognize your own voice.

"Is that a yes little Rose?"

"Yes, sir, I'll swallow your seed."

His smile makes you feel small, but also safe. You're his now. "Then earn it."

He twists his hand in your hair and pushes your face back down on his cock. You open your mouth and relax your throat, moaning as he pushes himself completely inside you and holds your head there. You cough once, but regain your composure, even as you feel your lungs burning. The pain just makes you want it more. You want to show him what a good girl you are.

Just as you feel yourself grow faint he lets go and you come up for air. You take a great gasping breath, then another, your tear-blurred vision fixating on his cock that gleamed with your saliva. You eagerly devour it again, **** to earn his cum. You slurp on the head, spinning your tongue around it before pushing yourself all the way back down again. Josiah grunts.

You fuck your own throat on his cock, smashing your face down against his lap over and over. His fingers are hammering in and out of your ass. You feel so used. You feel so good.

Josiah lets out a barking laugh "HAH!" His cock twitches in your throat once, again, and then you feel it swell and throb. The sensation is too much and a gut-cramping orgasm makes your pussy squirt. You try desperately to hold him inside your throat as his seed pours into you, but his dick is pumping so hard it pushes against the walls of your throat. The sheer **** of it is too much and his cock pushes itself out. You manage to hold the head in your mouth and catch the last few spurts on your tongue.

Josiah is breathing heavily as his orgasm subsides. You gently suck at his cockhead, pulling the last drops of cum from his slit. You pull your mouth off his firm dick and look up at him, his sticky seed still resting on your tongue. He looks down at you, seemingly annoyed at the distraction. "What are you waiting for? Swallow it."

His fingers have slowed down and are now leisurely pumping in and out of your asshole. You do as you're told and gulp down his cum. "Now show me." You open your mouth wide, sticking out your tongue. It's still glistening with that tell-tale sheen. Your cheeks are flushed and hot, your eyes wetly looking up at his. Was I good?

Josiah simply nods. "Good girl. Now clean up the mess you made." He doesn't even look down, clearly expecting you to get to work without being told again. You submissively lower your mouth to his lap, and begin diligently using your tongue to lap up all of the stray spit and jism. You worship his cock, your pussy still clenching when you think about how it felt lodged deep in your throat. Stretching you. Owning you.

You caress it with your hands. You rub his wet cock across your face, your breath shallow. Your tongue explores every inch of him. The next half hour passes with you lovingly servicing his dick and him idly playing with your ass and pussy. You feel the truck drive onto a gravel road, and not long after that Josiah turns off the engine. "We're here. Get out."

You sit up on your haunches and look outside of the cab. You're way out in the countryside, low hills and farmland are all you can see. Josiah seems to have taken you to some kind of farm or compound. A thrill runs through you as you realize you have no idea where you are.

I'm where he wants me to be.

You see other people walking around, and you start to raise your arms up to cover your breasts. Josiah has already opened his door and gives you a sharp look. "I said get out, not cover up. You be a good girl and do as you're told."

You shudder as you feel yourself lowering your arms. The idea of other people seeing you naked with your juices staining your thighs was utterly humiliating. And yet you opened the door of the truck and stepped down onto the packed dirt of the farm lot. You looked around at the people who started to gather. At first just a couple who had recognized Josiah's truck, but now more and more people had noticed the naked purple-haired teenager. They were mostly older men with a tough look to them, but some of them looked like boys your age. Their eyes roamed over your body, their sneers sending fresh drops of moisture dripping from your pussy.

Josiah stepped around his side of the truck and put his arm around you. You shrink into his side, feeling safe next to him. "Hi everyone, meet Rose. She's one of those progressive types, thinks women ought to have control of their own bodies." The crowd chuckled. Josiah looks down at you. You look down at the dirt. "But she learned her place. Didn't you, Rose?"

Your cheeks are burning. You nod. His hand sharply squeezes your shoulder, making you gasp. "Ah! Yes sir, I learned my place." The crowd chuckled again, drawing closer as more men came to see what was going on. There had to be over a dozen now.

"You're a good girl, Rose." You shivered, curling up against his side. You wanted to bury your face into his strong chest. "Now show them all what a good girl you are." He turns you so you're facing a flatbed truck nearby. "Show them who's in control of your body. Get up on that flatbed, on your knees. Press your face and shoulders aallllll the way down, low as you can go. And then show these nice men what the inside of your pussy looks like."

Your breath is heavy. Your nipples are so stiff they ache. Josiah moves his hand down from your shoulder. He firmly squeezes one ass cheek before pushing between them and cupping your throbbing wetness. "Who does this belong to, Rose?"