On her face

You can feel your balls contracting, and your cock is throbbing hotly. You're almost there, and you want to complete Meghan's discipline by completely dominating her. You thrust into her mouth, your cock head touching her throat, holding her hair and using her as a fuck toy. Just as you are about to come you pull out of her mouth suddenly, she gasps for air and then your cock is exploding, spraying gouts of come across her face. It lands in her hair, across her nose, and trickles over her cheeks. It keeps spurting out, one of the most impressive orgasms you've ever had, your spunk splashing on her shocked face.

"My God, what have you done Sir, it's all over me," she wails despairingly. Tears start down her cheeks, mingling with your come.

This is no time for mercy. "Clean my cock, wench. Lick it clean. And don't get any on my pants." You pull her forward again and are pleased to see her tongue go to work licking your cock clean. As she licks she looks at you with wide, timid eyes.

"That's an obedient wench. There might be hope for you yet," you tell her, stroking her hair.

"I'm a mess," she answers sadly. "I thought it was either spanking or sucking and you made me do both. I don't think that's fair, Sir."

"I didn't think you were going to come from being spanked either, it wasn't supposed to be a pleasure for you."

"But you were playing with me, feeling me, touching me Sir. I couldn't control myself."

"You liked it. You were already wet before I stuck my fingers in your cunt." You can see her wince at the word. "Admit that you liked it."

Her chin trembles and she looks down. "I admit it. I've never felt like that. I felt so used, and so dominated, and it felt so good." She forces a smile. "Even when you **** me to suck you I liked it. I think part of me hoped you would."

"You're quite the little fuckslut aren't you Meghan? Don't look shocked, you loved what happened, you've just admitted it. Now go clean up and come back here so we can discuss things further."