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cheeks
and drip off her chin onto the glass table. She lets out a piteous
cry with each strike of the paddle, each a little louder than
before. Her helplessness seems to spur him on further. Now she can
hear the paddle whistling through the air before the inevitable
smack on her rump, which she has no doubt is very red by now.
    There’s something debasing about this whole
scene . . . and yet gratifying.
    She hardly realizes he has stopped. Her butt
is a fiery explosion of pain and heat, and her eyes are so blurred
she can scarcely register what’s before her. He is a vague vision
in front of her. She blinks.
    He has taken off his boxers, and his cock is
a rigid magnificent beast before her. Its uncircumcised head poises
in front of her mouth, and she can see every curved vein upon its
shaft. His entire organ glistens, full to almost bursting with
whatever sap it has accumulated.
    A lump forms in her throat.
    “Suck me,” he says hoarsely.
    Without warning, he shoves his cock towards
her mouth. She opens it hungrily. In it slides. She tastes his
silken skin upon her tongue, which is immediately flattened by its
enormous girth.
    He crams his cock down her throat as far as
it would go. She gags.
    “Good girl,” he says in a soothing voice,
his hand on her hair. He strokes her head almost lovingly. “Now
suck me . . . hard.”
    She tries to, but his cock is so large than
she can barely maintain her cheek muscle traction around it. She
tries to flick her tongue around his shaft, but even that is
difficult. She wants to tell him to take it out – to let her caress
it with butterfly licks first outside her mouth – but she cannot
speak. So she keeps her mouth open and her cheeks as closed in as
possible while he pumps into her in a semblance of fucking.
    Her teeth graze upon his foreskin.
    “Suck me harder.”
    She increases her suction pressure. Her
cheeks bulge with the effort.
    “Harder.” His voice grows harsher.
    A thrill runs down her spine and between her
legs as she redoubles her effort.
    “Not good enough,” he says, withdrawing his
cock from her mouth.
    There’s a sudden hollowness in her throat
and green zigzags appear before her eyes. He moves to her side and
picks up the paddle. Before she can plead with him, a sharp twack comes down on her buttocks again. The pain is hot,
exquisite.
    She cries out.
    He paddles her several times more until
she’s weeping and tears are raining down her face.
    “Please, sir, no more. Please . . . let me
suck you again. I’ll be better .”
    He stops the spanking and moves to her
front.
    In goes his hard cock – and she swallows it
with vigor.
    She’s somewhat enjoying this, she realizes.
The pain, not so much, but his complete domination of her is a role
reversal she has never experienced before, and she finds it deeply
sexual and thrilling.
    She sucks and sucks at him until she’s
seeing stars in her eyes, and she’s gratified to hear his breathing
grow harsher and feel his fingers digging into and clawing her
hair.
    “Ohhh,” he moans, and the sound is music to
her ears. The thought of pleasuring this powerful, dangerous man
and bringing him to the cusp of orgasm is heady – intoxicating.
    He thrusts his cock into her mouth
repeatedly. She suppresses her gag reflex and lets him go as deep
as he can go – right against the back of her throat. He does it
again and again, and his breathing grows so ragged that she is sure
he will come this way.
    And then he stops.
    He withdraws his still rock hard cock from
her mouth.
    She pants with the effort, and sweat beads
her brow. Her tears have dried on her cheeks somewhat, and she is
glad she wears no mascara because it would have run, smudging her
face.
    “Are you on the pill?” he rasps.
    “Yes.”
    Since she has started having sex with Brad
Thornbird, she has been on the pill because he likes to do it
without a condom.
    “I’m going to fuck you. Keep still.”
    He’s not asking for permission, she
understands. Her