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“Show me how you can be a good girl for me with that pretty mouth. If I’m not impressed, I’ll put you back over that couch and whip that beautiful bottom until you’re sobbing for me and I can enjoy the sight of those lovely tears before I come all over your face,” he warned, and I glanced sideways at the belt in his hand, a potent reminder that my bottom was still bare and blazing.

I swirled my tongue around his enormous cock, bobbing my head back and forth a little in an effort to take more of him in my mouth.

His pelvis pumped forward a few times. I pulled back, not used to the feeling of it.

I pressed my palms against his thighs. Immediately, he growled in warning, and I whimpered, the sounds muffled by the thick length of his turgid cock filling my mouth.

The hand not holding the belt grazed over the top of my head and he tightened his grip and pumped into my mouth more forcefully. I choked on him for a second before he pulled out just enough for me to suck in a breath.

“You’re treading dangerously close to earning a very real punishment with my belt, little girl. Don’t make me tell you again,” he snarled.

My stomach flipped upside down.

At once, I slid my hands behind his thighs, using my arms instead to simply balance before him as I bobbed my head back and forth.

I tried to take more of him. I suckled around the head of his cock, delighting in every delicious tremor of pleasure that made his thighs flex.

He groaned, the sound low and seductive, and it took everything in me not to slide my own fingers between my thighs and come again with his cock fucking my mouth.

I startled when he let one side of the belt fall to the floor.

I swallowed anxiously around his cock when he started swinging it back and forth.

When he pulled his arm back, I half expected him to whip my back, but he didn’t.

Instead, he caught the tapered end of the belt in his other hand.

He drew the belt taut and lowered it behind my head.

I felt it begin to tighten, forcing my head closer to his body and his cock further down my throat.

I knew enough to grow nervous at the sudden change.

I suckled him harder, trying to do everything in my power to satisfy his monstrous member.

To either side of my head, his fists tightened around the thick black strap and before I realized what was happening, he thrust into my mouth as far as my throat allowed.

I choked, strangled by his cock for the briefest of seconds before I remembered to swallow around him.

As soon as I did, it became easier. This time, he pulled out and immediately thrust back in. In a panic, I looked up to see him staring down at me.

“Open your throat for me. That’ll make this next part much easier for you,” his smile sent a chill down my spine, his gaze darkening ominously.

I cried out around his cock, but I was soon quieted by the ruthless mouth fucking that followed.

He thrust in and out of my mouth more quickly and I did my best to take him because that’s what he expected of me.

I sucked him until my lips grew sore. My cheeks and jaw ached.

My tongue even began to burn as I swirled it around his length, again and again, in an effort to please him.

Using the belt to hold me in place, he fucked my mouth.

He thrust deep inside, pushing past the barrier at the back of my throat in the process.

I choked on his cock several times, saliva flooding my mouth and dripping down my chin.

Soon enough, I learned to suck in a breath every time he pulled out.

He wasn’t gentle and I hadn’t expected him to be, didn’t want him to be.

I wasn’t sure how long this was going to last, but when my soreness continued to grow with no end in sight, my eyes started to water. Before long, a single tear dripped down my right cheek. Not a moment later, another followed on the left side.

“That’s a good girl. You’re taking your punishment so well. Spread your thighs and touch that needy little clit for me,” he demanded.

I swallowed around his cock as the belt pressed against the back of my head. He thrust into my mouth as I tentatively drew one hand back to drift against my thigh.

“You may come as many times as you like, but you will swallow every drop of my seed when the moment comes,” he instructed.

My whole world blazed with fiery passion.

As soon as my fingertips glanced over my clit, my body trembled with desire.

I didn’t even know how it was possible. I’d already come three times, yet I could feel another orgasm lying in wait.

My touch was hesitant, but I tried to emulate his as I slid my fingers over my clit.

Slowly, I increased the pressure as he fucked my face, glancing up to see him watching me do such a shameful thing.

I should have been embarrassed, but I was simply more aroused than ever. Growing bolder still, I increased the pressure on my clit and opened my throat as much as I dared.

His balls slapped my chin as he fucked my mouth, and my thighs started to quake as his sounds deepened in intensity.

I sucked him harder, though I didn’t think I could, and moved my fingers a bit faster.

They danced over my clit, bringing me to the edge of orgasm faster than I thought possible.

I feared its onslaught and wanted it all the same.

“I love the sounds you make when I punish you,” he purred.

He fucked my mouth even harder, though I didn’t think that was possible either.

My fingers moved faster.

By the time this was finally over, I was going to be sore everywhere.

That was the thought that broke me.

I cried out around his cock, riding my fingers as my muscles tensed and my core spasmed with delicious and painful euphoria. It kept going on and on, driving through my limbs with wild abandon and savage intensity. My screams of pleasure were shamefully muffled by his cock, but I didn’t care.

He thrust deep into my mouth, jerking faster and faster as his thighs shook with arousal.

With a roar, he fucked my face wildly, slamming into my face as I desperately swallowed around him in hopes of pushing him over the edge into his own orgasm.

I cast my eyes up desperately to silently beg him for mercy.

Without warning or mercy, he shoved his dick as far in as it could go, my nose buried in his pubic hair, and he froze, his head thrown back, the tendons in his neck standing out.

It was at that moment that, with a jerking pulse, the first of his seed shot straight down my throat.

He pulled back slightly and with a yell, pumped another spurt of semen onto my tongue.

The thick milky texture surprised me, but I did my best to swallow the foreign substance.

It was salty and slightly sweet. As the taste of him washed over my tongue, I delighted in the decadent flavors, savoring each thick spurt as it pelted the back of my throat, along with the sounds of his deliciously profound pleasure.

He groaned as he pumped the last of his seed into my mouth and finally released the belt, letting it drop to the floor. His palm cupped the side of my face as he slowed to a stop, not withdrawing but just resting his cock on my tongue.

I held him gently in my mouth now, making sure that I swallowed every last drop, just like he’d told me to.

“That’s my good girl. You took your punishment so very well,” he praised. I sniffled, my tears still running down my cheeks from the whole experience.

He pulled out of my mouth and quickly tucked himself away.

For some reason, I found myself disappointed that he’d done so, but there wasn’t much time to think about it as he knelt down and gathered me in his arms. He carried me into my bedroom and gently put me down on my bed.

The cool bedding against my roasted bottom made me hiss.

He stood in front of me, smiling, and held my face in both his hands.

“Your tears are just as gorgeous as I thought they would be,” he whispered.

I blushed hard and lowered my eyes, taken aback by his strangely delightful compliment. He leaned down and captured me in a kiss sultry enough to make my nerves short circuit once more.

“It’s time for bed now, little girl,” he murmured.

“Yes, sir,” I breathed.

He lifted up the covers for me, just enough so that I could climb beneath. I slipped my bare legs underneath the blankets, my face heating further when I realized that I was still naked.

“My pajamas,” I said in a rush.

“You will sleep completely bare tonight. It is not up for discussion,” he answered.

I opened and closed my mouth several times, wanting to say something to change his mind, but knowing that there was probably nothing that would.

“Yes, sir,” I finally said, and he chuckled. I slid down so that I could put my head on the pillow.

“Good girl,” he praised. He brushed a few stray hairs off my forehead and pressed his lips against mine in a soft kiss. I sighed, unable to stop myself from smiling with joy.

“Sleep well tonight, Naomi. If you need anything, I will be in the other room,” he explained.

I closed my eyes, feeling relieved that he wasn’t going to leave.

He was going to stay the night.