Marathon blowjob session

She awoke early in the afternoon to the sound of the door of the bedroom opening. The boy came in.

"Sorry to wake you. I just came to see how you were doing after last night, you had a rough one."

Was he serious!? After he kidnapped her, creampied her unprotected pussy, and filmed the whole ordeal, he was apologizing for waking her!? "Fuck you! Let me go! You can't keep me here!"

He smiled. "Oh, I think I can. See, I took the liberty of texting and e-mailing all of your friends, relatives, and co-workers on your phone and told them that you were going away on a long, long vacation. I was very believable, though you're going to have to trust me on that one. You're certainly not getting your phone back!" he chuckled. "Now, as to your current situation, this is how I see it. You can either, A) Do exactly what I want and MAYBE have a shot at me letting you go, or, B) I can sell your ass into honest-to-goodness slavery. Which would you prefer?"

As much as Vivian despised him, he was certainly a better option than the real deal, even if it amounted to the same thing in her current position. "Fine. What do you want me to do?"

"Well, FIRST, I'm going to bring you over to the living room. I'll be keeping your limbs tied, you understand, but at least you'll be on your feet....umm...kneesm again." he smiled. She understood.

"And what if I just bite you?" she retorted, still filled with enough spirit to throw a barb at him.

His face darkened. "And what makes you think I'd let you get away with that? If you harm me in any way, a friend of mine will upload our 'fun times' video online for all your family members. See, I'm feeling generous. Here I was thinking I'd let you off the hook for that one and keep the videos for my own enjoyment but maybe...maybe I'd feel less inclined to do so if you're disobedient."

Vivian lowered her head. The boy tied new knots on her legs and arms, so she was doubly-bound and released the bonds that held her to the bed. He carried her to the living room and unceremoniously dumped her on the floor in front of the couch. Silently, he turned on the TV and booted up a game system. Vivian watched as he serenely began playing online with some friends. She almost got engrossed in what he was doing before she felt one of his hands on the back of her head push her towards his crotch. He opened up the pajamas and let his cock fall out. "Suck." he commanded.

Vivian only hesitated a little. She had few options at this point. Maybe if she could please him, he would let her go and she could salvage this miserable idea of hers. Maybe. Maybe. She took him in her mouth and began sucking softly. At first he was enjoying the sensation and continued on with playing, occasionally talking to the others player. He got impatient though and started jamming his cock down her throat as hard as his hips would allow. She gagged. He didn't care. He stopped in-game and grabbed her head as he violently face-fucked her. Vivian thought she was going to pass out. He kept going, and going, until finally. "Ugghhhhhhhh!" he moaned as he shot all of his spunk down her throat, not even asking if she would swallow it all. She choked it down as best she could. She started to withdraw and he held her head in its place. "I didn't say stop. Suck me hard again."