Come in her mouth

You throbbing cock is getting close, but you haven't had enough of this girl's body yet. You want to make sure that your discipline is complete. Even though you'd love to fill her welcoming cunt with come, you want to see her completely dominated.

You give a final deep thrust into her, then pull out abruptly. You pull her arm to turn her from the desk and push her to her knees. Her eyes widen with shock as your thick veined cock bobs in front of her face and she realizes what you want.

"Suck it dry, wench," you order, your voice husky with lust. Her pouty lips part slightly and her eyes are full of apprehension, but you grab her hair and pull her towards your cock. Your need is overpowering. At first she resists slightly, her lips caressing the throbbing tip of your cock but her mouth doesn't open. Then as if giving up her last vestige of resistance, she opens her mouth, taking your cock inside.

"Use your tongue," you command, as your cock explores her warm mouth. Her eyes wide and locked on yours, Meghan obeys, her tongue working the underside of your cock. Her hands stroke the shaft and fondle your balls, as you hold her hair, sliding your cock into her mouth. Your cock feels like it's ready to explode.

"You're going to swallow, wench." You smile coldly at the look of alarm that comes into her eyes and then the shock as the first burst of come hits her mouth. It bursts out of you, pumping spunk into her mouth and you can see her throat working as she tries o swallow it all. Her hands and tongue keep working to drain you, and you hold her head in place with her hair.

Finally empty, you pull out of her mouth. A dribble of come leaks from the corner of her mouth. He dress is still pulled up, exposing her ass. Her face is downturned and you can see that she is sobbing slightly. She looks entirely whorish and ruined, and you feel incredibly powerful.

"Clean yourself up," you tell her.

Sniffling a bit, she stands but doesn't pull her dress down. She wipes the come from her mouth and stands before you, her hands clasped in front of her.

"I'm sorry I was such a bad girl, Sir. I'm sorry you had to punish me so hard. I'll try much harder to be a good girl for you." The words come out in a low servile voice. Despite the hard fucking it's just had, your cock starts twitching again at the sight of her.

"I can see that regular discipline is probably necessary for you, Meghan. At least if you want to keep working for me."

"Yes Sir. I think that's what I need Sir. And I really want to keep working for you. I think you can help me be better." She looks at you from under her eyelashes, hopeful and compliant.

"Alright, clean yourself up and get back to work. We'll see how much you learned from this lesson."

"Yes Sir," she replied, tugging her dress down over her ass and smoothing it over her thighs. "Thank you Sir."