Leaning back in his chair.

'' Undo my belt. ``

She held her sleeve as far out as she could and turned her head as she fumbled with the knock, not only was this the first fourth dimension she was doing this but his stomach was in the way making it heavy. Finally she worked it unblock and sat back with a childish humph.

'' Now open my pant ''

She shuddered and wrinkled her case at those words. Slowly she reached out again and searched for the button of his pants, feeling the warmness emanating from his crotch, she could feel it moving under her paw. She had never seen one in very life, only pictures, well once she had seen her Dads after he got covered in mud and had to vary on the back porch before coming into the menage. With a pop she worked the button free and paused for a moment trying to get her psyche around what to do next.

'' Undo the zip ''

Almost before she had understood the news her body had started to be active. She was now just focused on the task and trying not to retrieve about what was coming future. Once the zip was down he said.

'' Now take it out ''

Looking at the top of his pants she reached out and pulled them down, almost hoping it would climb up out on it 's own, but no such circumstances. She gingerly slid one mitt in while the early held back his pants. She could feel it, hard and warm, straining against its leaping. With a agile hint she took it in her hands and started to pluck it free. She had to get out his pants even further back to get it out but she managed it and again sat back, this time her oculus fixed on this dagger of bod before her. Lifting himself in his seat the man ran his thumb around his trousers and pants lowering them more before sitting back down and picking up his beverage and cigar.

'' Now take it in both hands ''

Reaching out with both script it felt like an eternity passed as her hands crossed that minuscule space.

Shaking, her hand grasped it from either side, her hitchhike encounter almost like she was holding a mike. It was n't as long as the ones she had seen in pictures but it was really fat, her fingers were only just meeting behind it. She looked up at him for both blessing and pedagogy on what to do next. With the smile on his face as he sucked in his cigar she realised that she was no dissimilar to that cigar, she was an objective this man had purchased to use up and shed away when done.

'' Softly squeeze it and move your work force up and down. ``

With an purport nidus she slowly started to stroke him, moving her mitt over its duration. Putting down his beverage and reaching out he softly ran his hand down the slope of her head stroking her brass. She leaned her head into his hand, she was so alone and frighten off she would take any comfort, even if it was from the man who had made her affright and alone. Running his paw down her jaw blood line and placing his thumb on her Chin he again said `` Open ''.

Opening her sass again, she looked at him as he sat back.

'' You 'll have to afford wider to fit it in and I do n't want to find any tooth or I 'll have to have them all removed. Do you sympathise ? ``

She nodded.

'' I asked you a question and I expect you to answer. Do you understand ? ``

'' Yes ''

'' Yes what ? ``

She paused, not understanding, before realising what he wanted.

'' Yes Sir ''

'' commodity girl, now lean forward and take my dick into your mouth. ``

Lifting herself on her knees she leant forward, edging closer and closer to it. spread out her back talk as wide-cut as she could she took him into her mouth and held it as widely open as she could trying not to touch it.

'' Now run your tongue around the header. ``

She wanted to cry again but thought about his menace of pulling out her tooth and be intimate she could have it far worse, better to just do as she is told. She lifted her clapper to touch its fate. It was warm and soft with a slightly metal taste with the trace of salt. Precum was already starting to ooze from the tip and as her natural language reached it she could taste the saltiness clearly and felt it string around her natural language as she completed the lap of his head.

Giving a soft groan he looked down at her and said `` Now close your backtalk around it and wet-nurse like you are drinking a milk shake, while moving your tongue. And remember what happens if I feel teeth ''.

shakiness her lips closed around his shaft, and she started to suck her cheeks bow in.

'' retain moving your tongue ''

She was so rivet on coordinating the movements in her mouth that she almost forgot what she was doing and what it was in her mouthpiece, only the task was in her mind. With a rich moan the man stretched out his blazonry crossing them over her head and sighing brought them down placing one on the back of her head. Gently he started to rub the back of her head.

'' salutary young woman. Now put your manpower on your knee to help take for yourself up and keep on the spit moving. ``

Looking down at her she was such a sight leaning forward with her mouth wrapped around his cock her weapon now pushing out her breasts. He brought his other deal to the back of her head.

'' Put your tongue at the undersurface of my turncock and push it as far forward as you can. And do n't block your teeth. ``

She did as she was told and then he started to to slowly move her straits backwards and Forth River over his diaphysis. She could palpate the head pushing at the spine of her pharynx cutting off her air and starting to choke, she brought her hands up to push him away.

Stopping in the back of her throat he held her head there and bellowed, raising his voice for the first time.

'' PUT your manus where I told you or I will cut them off ! ``

bout streaming down her face making snorting noises as she fought to breath through her nose she put her shaking work force back on her articulatio genus and looked at him with pleading eyes.

'' That 's a good piffling bang toy, you 'll learn your place yet. ``

pull her capitulum back and holding it there for a moment to let her catch her breath for a moment, but only a here and now. Looking down on her tearful side he pushed her back down on to his cock watching her arms twitching as she fought the itch to move them and try to struggle him off. As he continued to force his way into her getting faster with each cam stroke she had lost all sense of time and was solely focused on trying to control her body so she did n't make her situation worse. After a time he held her head word back allowing her to breath but still keeping his putz in her mouth.

'' Go back to moving your tongue over it and bring your hands back up. ``

Her hands flew back up to their place on his shot as she much preferred this to what he had been doing to her.

'' Also move your hands up and down as fast as you can and look up at me. ``

As she looked up at him he let go of her heading with one hired hand and began stroking her again. Looking mysterious into her eyes he said, `` I want you to listen carefully to me while you keep doing your job down there. I want you to really understand what has happened to you and what you are now. If you ever went around to a boy 's house and saw an old t-shirt screwed up and dirt on his floor covered in stains. That is what you are to me. A cum rag. A affair I use to put my cum in so I do n't have to divvy up with the pickle. You are a rich man 's cum rag. ``

As more bust started to roll down her brass he started to shake.

'' Hands on your human knee and tongue forward again. ``

Doing as she was told his other handwriting came back to her head and he pushed her head back down on his tool harder and thick than before. As she choked on him tongue and snoot worked it 's way down her nerve mixing with her tears and running down her neck. After a few moment of this he arched his back and held her chief in space with the heading of his pecker at the rachis of her pharynx. She was completely surprised by the sheer book of cum that flooded her throat, as she felt her oesophagus working to swallow it reflexively. In her scare she could n't help but try to deplume away and get her arms up to push him off of her.

Finished he let go of her pass and she almost flew backwards, coughing and choking landing on her fanny tears streaming down her face. Sitting back in his electric chair he let out a great suspire and picked up his drink downing it with a single picture show of his carpus. Putting the glass down he reached into the cast beside him again and pulled out a pocket-size packet of wet rub and threw it onto her lap.

'' clean yourself up for me ''

Then picked up his cigar and nursed it back to animation, before refilling his glass from the decanter on the table. Pulling a wipe from the packet Brooklyn cleaned her face and neck opening wiping away the spittle and snag. Still sitting where she had fallen back she looked so small and defeated. Looking up at him as he took a sip of his whisky, he looked so delight with himself like he had just completed some cracking task. His penis sat curving out from his pant, staring at it she thought to herself, this is my sprightliness now.

'' Do n't forget your chest of drawers ''

He was gesturing with his methamphetamine hydrochloride toward her and looking down she could see her breasts were covered in saliva, likely as much his from the kickoff as hers from the blowjob. She took another wipe from the inner circle and cleaned her breasts.

'' I like my plaything to be clean, and keeping yourself fix for me at all times will be one of your main responsibilities. ``

He threw a small paw towel to her and she dried herself off.

He put his drink down and beckoned with his hand.

'' Now come here ''

Pulling herself to her knees she shuffled over to him, again kneeling between his legs. Sitting up her master towered over her, wrapping his helping hand around her and pulling her into him, he kissed her on her head.

'' You were a upright little fuck toy and did as you were told, so it 's clock time for your treat. ``

Still holding her with his other arm he reached again into the drawer and this metre pulled out a belittled brown feeding bottle with some sort of liquidity in it. Opening the bottle he dropped the lid on the tabular array and lightly sniffed the bottle. He let out a small sigh and then holding his thumb over the bottleful shook it.

'' trench breath out ''

She was starting to panic again as she had no thought what this was or what he was going to do to her, but like before her torso was following his instructions almost before she could understand them. Using his thumb to close one anterior naris he held the bottle under the other.

'' Deep breath in ''

Almost instantly her creative thinker began to drown, her solid trunk suddenly felt quick and floppy. If he had n't been holding her she would have fallen matte on her arse.

rental her go and sitting back he said `` now sit back and disseminate your branch ''.

She could n't believe straight enough to even call back about what might be coming and just followed his instructions, sitting on her feet and spreading her legs.

'' Now reach under your skirt and get rubbing yourself ''

She reached out with her hand and lifting her dame she found her puss and started to rub. Her mind starting to clear a footling she thought to herself at least he was n't touching her right now. IT started as a mechanical operation with her not really thinking about what she was doing. She was storm that she was completely dry. With the way her torso had felt when he was playing with her nipples she thought that she would have got been at least a little wet down there. She gave a picayune smile, at to the lowest degree she had n't let him do that to her. As her mind cleared more from that get-go hit her dead body started to ease into it more and with her eyes closed she could almost pretend she was back dwelling house in her room. With her sass starting to part and her dead body opening itself up she felt the wet starting to run as her breathing became more ragged. The man leaned forward and held out his arm, breaking her from her thoughts of home.

'' Deep breath out ''

She complied and again he held the bottle under her nose.

'' support friction. ``

'' And bass breath in ''

It hit harder this time but she knew what was coming and held herself in place. As she swooned he watched as her hand started to move faster and deeper with her unanimous trunk arching to the waves of pleasure running through her and he leaned back in his chair to watch her fix herself for him.

As her mind was swimming from the second hit she lost all lead of what her body was doing, it was moving without her and she was just a passenger feeling what it was doing. As her mind began to clear she realised how abstruse and hard her fingers were going and just how wet she had become. Suddenly embarrassed as she looked up at him watching her smoking and crapulence with his pecker again thrusting from his trousers. Her rhythm slowed and she looked away.

'' No motivation to be shy picayune toy, I 'm going to piddle you do far more than than that. Now keep rubbing and smell at me. ``

Steeling herself she took a deep breathing spell and looked him in the eye keeping up the ho-hum rhythm.

'' Are you nice and wet ? ``

With a thrill of the lip she nodded her head.

'' I asked you a question. Are you nice and wet ? ``

She replied in a small-scale part `` Yes, sir ''.

'' effective ! Now take your hand out and show me. ``

She stopped rubbing with those words and slowly started to pull her hand from under her skirt, feeling a strand of that lovesome goo clout from her digit and slap the side of her now moist scratch. Holding her hand out to her possessor she hung her head in shame.

'' Keep looking at me ''

Lifting her head to look at his smiling typeface again he said `` Now lick it clean ''.

She had never been a big masturbator and she had never tasted herself before and the thought of it in this consequence made her flavor regorge. But she could only do as she was told and put her digit in her mouth while looking him in the eyes. It did n't really taste of a great deal, a footling sweet, but null bad.

He let out a long sigh at the sight of this teenage girl topless collared wearing foresighted socks and a tartan skirt with her wet digit in her mouth, his new toy.

reaching into the drawer he pulled out one last thing, a range of mountains dog jumper lead and leaning forward attached it to a ring at the front of her collar. Standing he stepped out of his shoes and dropped his pant and pants to the level. Pulling the lead he said `` accompany me '', and she started to stand.

'' Noo. On all fours. ``

Confused for a moment it dawned on her what he wanted and she leant forward on all fours and followed him as he led her to the sleeping room and her future ordeal .