Kneel down and help him relax

SteveMaster looks up at you. "It's been a long day," he says. "Stressful."

"How can I help Master relax?" The words just fall out of you. He smiles, and motions with his head between his legs. Instinctually, you fall to your knees. So much for making a choice.

"Good girl." His little praise brings you joy, as you bring your hands up to unbuckle his belt. You're almost shaking as you let his cock free. Even if Mariko has done this many times before, it is still your first time. Will he be pleased with you?

His cock is magnificent, you think to yourself as it springs out. So big and thick and hard. His veins are bulging, your tiny hand barely able to go all the way around it as you give him a few experimental tugs. A drop of precum appears, and you lean in, inhaling his musky scent, sensually licking from the base and up to the top. He moans, and you look up at him. "Like this, Master?" He nods, and you envelop his head with your lips.

It is your first time, but you've had your own cock sucked many times, back when you had one. You try to mimic the moves your former lovers used on you. You've sucked his cock many times, and you know exactly what he likes. Licking around the head, focusing on the ridge, using a hand to assist you in stimulating him, you make him groan. And then, slowly, you go down further, letting him deep into your mouth.

Back when you had one. Right now, that thought feels alien to you. It's like. even if you know it to be true, you can't quite recollect how it felt. You don't have a cock, you only have a receptive, wet slit, made for accepting a cock inside you. Made to bring him pleasure.

His cock hits the back of your throat. There's no gag reflex, you notice, and you start bobbing your head up and down. His hand comes down on top of your head, gently guiding you, controlling your rythm. You like it. It makes you feel like he's in control. He is in control, your mouth an instrument for his pleasure. "I love this, Mariko. This is so much better than it was before."

Before? Does he know... does he remember you being Mark? You shudder, half in fear, half in humiliating lust at the thought, though you only stop for half a moment before continuing the blowjob. No, he's probably just talking about how you've become a better cocksucker. At least, you try to convince yourself of that.

Your jaw is starting to ache, now, but you don't care. You're too horny. You've been turned on for hours, with no release, and it's been building up inside you until you're ready to burst. You've never been this aroused before. And you can feel him coming closer. You want to taste his cum.

He twitches, and your wish is fulfilled. He empties his balls inside your mouth, heavy spurt after heavy spurt. It's such a huge load in your little mouth, and you try to seal it in, but when he's finally done, and you slip your lips out, you can't avoid some of it trickling out the side of your mouth and down your chin. You gaze up at him with a dreamy, adoring look, swirling the tasty liquid around in your mouth, and make a point out of swallowing everything, then wiping the remains off your chin and licking it off your fingers.

"Thank you, Master," you tell him. He should be thanking you. You do feel thankful.

"You did well, my little petal, and you deserved your reward."

As good as it felt to have him blow his load in your mouth, that still leaves you without any actual release. Your crotch is dripping wet, an empty hole longing to be filled, and in front of you, the instrument you want inside you is slowly softening. You wish he was hard again, that you could ask him to fuck you right here and now. But it is not your place to ask for it, however much you need it. When, where, and which hole is filled, is up to Master.

"Clean me up, then go get me another beer." You do as you're told, licking his softening member clean, before you get up off your knees and serve him his second beer.

Again, you stand there, awaiting further instructions. Thoughts go back to the gun. You could still turn back. Or you could explore this further. Being Mariko does feel enticing. _You still haven't had an orgasm, and experiencing his cock inside you has a formidable allure.

Suddenly, you feel something between your legs. SteveMaster has lifted his hand, and he's idly playing with you, sliding his fingers back and forth over your clit. Electricity shoots up your spine, and you press yourself ever so slightly against him, a soft moan escaping your lips. He turns his head and opens his mouth, as if to say something.