Make it quick, you have more work to do.

After the morning you've had, without any chance to actually get some release for yourself, you're quite worked up. And Jessica is literally begging for it. You're committed to your new goal of restoring balance to the world, but damn. You're still only human. Besides, it would be good to keep a clear head, right? It's productive to get off when you need to. Yeah.

"Lose the bra; I want to see the goods." You say as you unbuckle your belt.

She immediately obeys. Whether due to your power to command or the mindfuck you put her through making her want to do it, you're not sure. It doesn't matter. The bra comes off to reveal a beautiful set of tits. Jessica lies down on her back to slip her skirt off, sliding it up along her raised thighs. She watches you as she kicks the garment off and reaches for her panties.

But you're still a little peeved that she thinks she can call the shots, so in the spirit of punishment you aren't going to give her exactly what she wants. "No, leave the panties on, but touch yourself. Make yourself come through your panties." Your own pants are off, as are your boxers, and your cock at full alert, aching for attention.

She pouts, but does as you say, rubbing her soft panties in small circles with her fingertips. Her eyes are locked on your erection. "Mmm. This seems like it should feel naughty, but it doesn't. This is what you were trying to teach me, isn't it? I lo–ack!"

She cuts off as you shove your dick in her open mouth. "You talk too much, woman. Let's remind you what this thing is actually for."

You're straddling her body, her arms pinned along her body. Taking her head in your hands, you ****-feed her your cock all the way to the back of her throat. You can't quite enter her throat from this position, but you don't need to to get off. Or to shut her up. "Go on, then. Suck it. And no teeth!"

She moans around your cock as you control all movements of her head, pulling her down onto your cock like a living fleshlight. The entryway fills with loud **** and gagging sounds, and she still rubs herself closer and closer to orgasm.

"That's it. Use your tongue more. There you go." You're super horny, and it's been a few days since you last engaged in a round of stress relief, so it doesn't take you long before the pressure of an orgasm builds. You grip Jessica's head tightly and pull her as far down as she'll go as you twitch and release, shooting a full load directly into her throat.

She chokes and coughs, spraying cum everywhere as you withdraw, satisfied. She relaxes, flat onto her back, panting from the face-fuck, but still has to finish her own orgasm per your command, so you sit back to watch the show. Your bitch neighbor, Jessica Halverson, looks like a whore, covered in cum and spit, desperately rubbing her soaking pussy through the crotch of her ruined panties. "This is a good look for you."

Suddenly her body tenses and then she cries out as a spasm tears through. The orgasm forces a whorish groan from her throat, and then she collapses, exhausted. "Fuck." She says softly.

"Well, your mouth is barely adequate. You need a lot of work. Now go clean yourself up, you slut. When your husband gets home, you will be ready and waiting for him in your lingerie, and you will be an absolute slut for him, understand? Anything he wants, no excuses. That's the only way you'll ever be worth anything."

She nods, ashamed, as she climbs to her feet. "Yes, I will do my best." She starts up the stairs.

"Good. I'll see myself out. Oh! Wait. Jessica." You pause, one hand on the doorknob.

She turns, "Yes, John?"

"Don't tell anyone we had this talk. Don't even talk to me about it. I want you to pretend like you reached all these conclusions about what it is to be a woman all by yourself. I'm just the neighbor kid. Got it?"

She nods, looking confused by the request. "Yes, John."

"Good." With a twist of the knob, you open the door and depart the Halverson residence. A job well done.