You play your part.

Nervous, but trying not to show it, you make a bold move. You reach around the back of Livvy's neck and grab a fistful of her hair. "Let's see how much of a slut I can make you Olivia." You call her by her full name, you remember she told you that she was only called that either by her teachers or her mum when she was mad at her. You were now trying to make an impression as her new master. She gulps and smiles, as you pull her head close to yours. You lean forward and kiss her roughly, forcing your tongue as deep as it will extend into her mouth. You withdraw and put your first two fingers in between her lipstick plastered lips. "Open!" You order. She duly complies, a misted over look in her eye. She clearly has a liking for being degraded. You think fast and spit in her mouth. "That's only the first of many times you'll be tasting me." You inform her. "You have a duty to drain my balls, but not before I render you unable to function physically or mentally from sexual excesses. Her eyes wide, clearly excited, she nods. "Can I speak, Sir?" She meekly asks. You nod.

"Thank you Sir, I'll be the best slut I can be. I need you to use me. Treat me like the worthless animal I am" she bows.

Still holding the fistful of hair you think this might not be exactly what you want from your sex life, a little ****, but you're damn sure you'll try and enjoy it. Not for yourself obviously, for Paul. Paul and Livvy, erm, Olivia.

Now you were sure you had carte blanche you thought you'd test the waters. You pull her hair so she has **** but to drop to her knees. She looks up at you, her long, false eyelashes flicker as she makes eye contact. Her stiletto heels stick out behind her and your view of her tight, tiny butt, clad in thin black cotton as she leans towards you is worth so much more than money could buy. "Olivia, my belt and fly. Why do I have to wait? It's clear I want to fuck your slut throat." You look disapprovingly at her. "You want that don't you?"

She looks shocked at her thoughtlessness. Her eyes wide at her glaring error she apologises profusely. "Sir, I'm sorry," she gulps, "forgive me, please." She begs. She quickly rectifies the situation and undoes your trouser fasteners pulling your jeans down and stares greedily at your semi-hard cock.

Not wanting to cause further disappointment she starts to lick and kiss your shaft as she cups your balls with her right hand beginning to stroke your length with her left. It takes less than five seconds before you deem yourself hard enough for what you have in mind. You look over to Paul who is looking a little uncomfortable but has an obvious bulge in his jeans. You look back to your new sex toy's face and mouth as she licks up a droplet of precum and smiles as she licks it to cover her lips. She glances at Paul and grins. She's getting what she wants, she hopes.

You shake your head. "Olivia!" You snap. "This isn't a romance novel." She looks terrified. "Open your filthy cum guzzling mouth and accept my meat pole."

Again she gulps and you see the slight sign of a smile as she complies and looks up at you, red lips wide open. She manages to offer "Sorry Sir." Before you ram six of your nine inches deep into her throat, thrust it as deep as you can four times and hear her gag. She coughs and as she recoils from your stiff throbbing member you look down at her disapprovingly. You watch as drool hangs from her chin, lipstick smeared, looking defeated she looks up at you, eyes steaming and mascara running and blubbery, "Sir, I'm so sorry. I'm a bad excuse for a slut. I'll try harder."

"No you worthless dog. I'm going to train you to be my slut. I'm going to **** your pathetic throat." You glare down at her. You're getting into character very well, you think. "Open wide. Tongue out."

She blinks and swallows a big wad of drool and precum before doing as you order. You put your hand on the top of Olivia's head and grip a handful of hair in your hand. You pull it forward forcing her mouth to engulf your meat. You feel her tongue on the bottom side of your cock and slowly slide it in. You pull out tell her to spit on it. She gathers up a mouthful of saliva and spits it onto your bell end and shaft, rubbing it along its surface. You look down at her as her eyes meet yours. She looks different. Less confident. You hope you're doing everything she wants, everything Paul wants.

Putting these thoughts aside you push your ass forward and ram into her mouth, again after three thrusts she gags and you feel her throat spasm around your stiff rod as you hold it six inches deep. She splutters and coughs but this time you don't relent. She gradually stops pushing her hands on your thighs and submits that this is where your man-meat is staying, for now. Once she has stopped struggling you pull back and let her breathe through her mouth instead of her nose. She gasps but the respite is brief. You plunge again, deeper this time. Seven and a half. Again, spluttering and coughing until you stake your claim and hold your iron-like shaft in her throat. The struggling stops and you let her breathe. She's getting the message and being trained. She'll be your sex **** in no time.

She looks up at you and spits a huge wad of drool onto your cock. "Please sir, all the way." She stutters, short of breath. "Use my throat. Fuck it until it's red raw! Please Sir."

The final test remains. Can she take your full length. You're confident as you're sure she is. You take her invitation and ram your full length in hard hold it until there's no sign of gagging or baulking. You smile as her spasms stop. The way was clear for a deep and hard face fuck. Just like you've always wanted to.

You take out your cock and smear all your precum and her drool all over her messy, slutty face before holding her by the sides of her head and fucking her face deep and hard. You're plunging long and fast into her tight, willing throat you're sure you hear a hum of approval as you take full advantage of the slut's submissive nature.

It's now you realise why you always wanted to do this. Facefucking this dirty whore felt incredible, as good as just about any pussy you've ever had the pleasure of banging. Now it's your turn to gasp as you feel her neck muscles grip your shaft as you plough her mouth and throat, balls slapping with a sloppy thud on her chin.

Right now you're sure giving her a dose of your jizz wouldn't be far away.