Swallow, that's what a slut does.

There was something undeniably hot about being overpowered in that way, about being brought to submit so fully and receive someone else's sperm inside one's mouth.

And I leaned into it, allowing his controlling hand on the back of my head to push me further against his cock as he reached his climax, spurt after spurt of his ejaculate filling my mouth and sliding down my throat, as I played catch-up.

My bobbing ceased. All that was left was my submission, my full naughty acceptance of his commanding control. And I loved it.

His sperm was an acquired taste. And I acquired it fast as I struggled to keep it all in. There was no denying that what I was doing was probably the naughtiest thing I've ever done, but I was accepting it.

His cock left my mouth with a pop, as he stuffed himself back inside his pants.

"You know where you can find your next fix, bitch." The dealer said, handing me the small bag of cocaine.