XXXmas Party: The Easy Way (High Silence Required) (Suspicion: +5)

Leah decided on the easy way.

Swallowing hard, Leah complied. She knew the consequences of defying him. Her body was trembling, but she steeled herself as she slowly began to unbutton her blouse.

Officer Roberts watched, his eyes burning into her as she undid the first few buttons. Her chest was heaving, her nipples hard and poking against her bra.

"Good girl," he sneered, his voice full of satisfaction. "Now, let's make this easy for both of us, shall we?"

Leah nodded, doing as she was told. She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her breasts sprang free, full and ripe, beckoning Officer Roberts closer.

He leaned in, his breath hot on her skin as he took one of her nipples into his mouth. She let out a small gasp, her body

“Shit, you have such great tits.” He said as he squeezed her well-formed breasts aggressively hard. “Let's see what your mouth can do.” he said as he pushed her down on her knees roughly.

Leah gulped hard.

“Just pretend there is some mistletoe above my cock—or just pretend it's Mr. Howard’s dick.” he sneered, his cock erect before her face.

Closing her eyes, she steeled herself and took his cock into her mouth. The smell of him was musty and rank, but she **** herself to ignore it. Her tongue swirled around his shaft, trying to appeal to him as much as possible without actually enjoying it.

Officer Roberts groaned, watching her head bob on his cock. "You know how to please a man, Leah," he said, his voice gruff and satisfied. "You're a natural."

As she worked, she could hear the sounds of laughter and merriment coming from downstairs. Officer Roberts' breath grew heavier as she serviced him, his grip on her hair tightening. She could feel tears prick her eyes as she gagged on his cock, hating herself for what she had to do.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Officer Roberts reached his climax, spilling his load down her throat. Leah swallowed hard, trying not to gag, as he pulled away.

"That was good," he said, zipping up his pants. "Just remember our little secret, Leah. And don't think this is over."

Leah stood up, feeling sick to her stomach, not just from the massive load of tepid goo she just swallowed either—but from the pangs of guilt she felt. She hurried downstairs to find Jonathan. She wanted to leave the party.