Leaning back in his chair.

'' Undo my bang. ``

She held her arms as far out as she could and turned her school principal as she fumbled with the belt, not only was this the first of all clip she was doing this but his belly was in the way making it difficult. Finally she worked it free and sat back with a childish humph.

'' Now give my trousers ''

She shuddered and wrinkled her face at those words. Slowly she reached out again and searched for the push of his pants, feeling the passion emanating from his genitalia, she could feel it moving under her hands. She had never seen one in real lifetime, only pictures, well once she had seen her papa after he got covered in mud and had to interchange on the back porch before coming into the house. With a pop she worked the button unfreeze and paused for a moment trying to get her mind around what to do next.

'' Undo the zip ''

Almost before she had understood the words her body had started to move. She was now just focused on the project and trying not to think about what was coming following. Once the zipper was down he said.

'' Now take it out ''

Looking at the top of his trouser she reached out and pulled them down, almost hoping it would stand out out on it 's own, but no such lot. She gingerly slid one handwriting in while the early held back his trouser. She could feel it, hard and warm, straining against its bounds. With a speedy breathing time she took it in her workforce and started to deplume it free. She had to rive his pants even further back to get it out but she managed it and again sat back, this fourth dimension her center fixed on this obelisk of flesh before her. Lifting himself in his tail end the man ran his thumbs around his trouser and bloomers lowering them more before sitting back down and picking up his drinking and cigar.

'' Now take it in both hands ''

Reaching out with both hired man it felt like an eternity passed as her manus crossed that small space.

quivering, her hands grasped it from either side, her quarter round meeting almost like she was holding a microphone. It was n't as long as the ace she had seen in pictures but it was really fat, her finger's breadth were only just meeting behind it. She looked up at him for both approval and direction on what to do next. With the smile on his face as he sucked in his cigar she realised that she was no different to that cigar, she was an target this man had purchased to use up and confuse away when done.

'' Softly squeeze it and act your helping hand up and down. ``

With an design stress she slowly started to stroke him, moving her work force over its duration. Putting down his potable and reaching out he softly ran his bridge player down the English of her forefront stroking her side. She leaned her head into his hired hand, she was so alone and scared she would demand any quilt, even if it was from the man who had made her scared and alone. Running his hand down her jaw lineage and placing his thumb on her chin he again said `` Open ''.

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

'' You 'll have to open up wider to fit it in and I do n't desire to feel any dentition or I 'll have to have them all removed. Do you understand ? ``

She nodded.

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

'' Yes ''

'' Yes what ? ``

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

'' Yes Sir ''

'' trade good young woman, now lean forward and conduct my tool into your mouth. ``

Lifting herself on her knees she lean forward, edging closer and closer to it. Open her backtalk as wide as she could she took him into her mouth and held it as wide open as she could trying not to touch it.

'' Now run your clapper around the head. ``

She wanted to cry again but thought about his threat of pulling out her teeth and make out she could have it far worse, unspoiled to just do as she is told. She lifted her glossa to meet its fortune. It was warm and soft with a slightly metallic taste with the hint of common salt. Precum was already starting to ooze from the tip and as her tongue reached it she could taste the saltiness clearly and felt it string around her knife as she completed the lap of his head.

Giving a flabby groan he looked down at her and said `` Now close your sassing around it and suck like you are drinking a milkshake, while moving your spit. And think of what happens if I feel teeth ''.

quiver her lips closed around his shaft, and she started to breastfeed her nerve obeisance in.

'' maintain moving your tongue ''

She was so focused on coordinating the movements in her mouth that she almost forgot what she was doing and what it was in her sass, only the chore was in her judgement. With a deep groan the man stretched out his arms crossing them over her head and sighing brought them down placing one on the back of her principal. Gently he started to rub the back of her head.

'' sound girl. Now put your hands on your stifle to help hold yourself up and keep the lingua moving. ``

Looking down at her she was such a sight leaning forward with her oral fissure wrapped around his prick her arm now pushing out her breasts. He brought his other manus to the dorsum of her head.

'' Put your spit at the bottom of my shaft and push it as far forward as you can. And do n't draw a blank your teeth. ``

She did as she was told and then he started to to slowly propel her head backwards and Forth River over his shaft. She could feel the head pushing at the back of her throat cutting off her air and starting to choke, she brought her hands up to advertise him away.

Stopping in the back of her pharynx he held her read/write head there and bellowed, raising his part for the 1st time.

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

tear streaming down her face making snorting racket as she fought to breath through her nuzzle she put her shaking hired hand back on her knees and looked at him with pleading eyes.

'' That 's a well little fuck toy, you 'll ascertain your home yet. ``

pull her head back and holding it there for a minute to let her catch her breathing time for a second, but only a moment. Looking down on her tearful face he pushed her back down on to his cock watching her arms twitching as she fought the urge to move them and try to defend him off. As he continued to force his way into her getting faster with each stroke she had lost all sense of fourth dimension and was solely focused on trying to keep in line her body so she did n't take in her billet worse. After a time he held her head back allowing her to breath but still keeping his peter in her mouth.

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

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

'' Also propel your custody up and down as fast as you can and look up at me. ``

As she looked up at him he let go of her capitulum with one hand and began stroking her again. Looking deep into her optic he said, `` I want you to hear carefully to me while you keep doing your job down there. I want you to really read 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 thing I use to put my cum in so I do n't have to deal with the pile. You are a rich man 's cum rag. ``

As Sir Thomas More crying started to roll down her face he started to shake.

'' Hands on your knee joint and clapper forward again. ``

Doing as she was told his early hired man came back to her heading and he pushed her head teacher back down on his putz harder and inscrutable than before. As she choked on him expectoration and prig worked it 's way down her face commixture with her binge and running down her neck opening. After a few moment of this he arched his spine and held her head in place with the head of his pecker at the spine of her throat. She was completely surprised by the sheer book of cum that flooded her pharynx, as she felt her oesophagus working to swallow it reflexively. In her panic she could n't aid but try to pull away and bring her arms up to bear on him off of her.

Finished he let go of her school principal and she almost flew backwards, coughing and choking landing on her arse tears streaming down her face. Sitting back in his chairman he let out a enceinte suspiration and picked up his drink downing it with a single picture of his wrist. Putting the field glass down he reached into the eviscerate beside him again and pulled out a diminished packet of wet wipe and threw it onto her lap.

'' clean yourself up for me ''

Then picked up his cigar and nursed it back to life, before refilling his glass from the decanter on the table. Pulling a rub from the packet Brooklyn cleaned her face and neck wiping away the spittle and teardrop. Still sitting where she had fallen back she looked so minuscule and defeated. Looking up at him as he took a sip of his whisky, he looked so please with himself like he had just completed some dandy task. His phallus sat curving out from his trouser, staring at it she thought to herself, this is my life now.

'' Do n't forget your thorax ''

He was gesturing with his glass toward her and looking down she could see her breast were covered in spittle, likely as much his from the start as hers from the blowjob. She took another wipe from the clique and cleaned her breasts.

'' I like my miniature to be clean, and keeping yourself ready for me at all metre will be one of your primary obligation. ``

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

He put his swallow down and beckoned with his hand.

'' Now come here ''

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

'' You were a good little love toy and did as you were told, so it 's sentence for your treat. ``

Still holding her with his other arm he reached again into the drawer and this clock time pulled out a pocket-size brown bottle with some sort of liquid in it. Opening the bottleful he dropped the lid on the tabular array and lightly sniffed the bottle. He let out a lowly sigh and then holding his thumb over the nursing bottle shook it.

'' Deep breath out ''

She was starting to panic again as she had no melodic theme what this was or what he was going to do to her, but like before her body was following his instructions almost before she could understand them. Using his ovolo to close one nostril he held the nursing bottle under the other.

'' Deep intimation in ''

Almost instantly her head began to swim, her altogether consistency suddenly felt strong and floppy disk. If he had n't been holding her she would have fallen unconditional on her arse.

letting her go and sitting back he said `` now sit back and spread your legs ''.

She could n't opine straight enough to even reckon about what might be coming and just followed his instructions, sitting on her human foot and spreading her legs.

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

She reached out with her mitt and lifting her bird she found her slit and started to rub. Her judgement starting to crystalise a little she thought to herself at least he was n't touching her right now. IT started as a mechanical process with her not really thinking about what she was doing. She was surprise that she was completely dry. With the way her organic structure had felt when he was playing with her teat she thought that she would have been at least a piddling wet down there. She gave a fiddling smile, at to the lowest degree she had n't let him do that to her. As her mind cleared more from that first hit her body started to ease into it more and with her optic closed she could almost hazard she was back habitation in her way. With her lips starting to part and her body opening itself up she felt the wet starting to course as her respiration became more chew out. The man leaned forward and held out his arm, breaking her from her intellection of home.

'' Deep breath out ''

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

'' keep detrition. ``

'' And deep breathing place in ''

It hit harder this time but she knew what was coming and held herself in topographic point. As she swooned he watched as her handwriting started to move faster and deeper with her whole body arching to the waves of pleasure running through her and he leaned back in his chair to follow her gear up herself for him.

As her thinker was swimming from the second hit she lost all track of what her physical structure 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 deep and backbreaking her fingers were going and just how wet she had become. Suddenly embarrassed as she looked up at him watching her smoking and drinking with his cock again thrusting from his pant. Her rhythm slowed and she looked away.

'' No motive to be shy minuscule toy, I 'm going to gain you do far more than that. Now keep rubbing and looking at me. ``

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

'' Are you nice and wet ? ``

With a quiver of the lip she nodded her head.

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

She replied in a small voice `` Yes, sir ''.

'' good ! 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 filament of that quick goo pull from her fingerbreadth and slap the English of her now moist cunt. Holding her hand out to her owner she hung her head in shame.

'' sustain looking at me ''

Lifting her head teacher to look at his smiling font again he said `` Now lick it clean and jerk ''.

She had never been a big masturbator and she had never tasted herself before and the thought of it in this moment made her flavor purge. But she could only do as she was told and put her fingers in her mouthpiece while looking him in the eyes. It did n't really savour of much, a small odorous, but nothing bad.

He let out a foresighted suspiration at the wad of this teenage girl topless collared wearing long socks and a tartan skirt with her wet fingers in her backtalk, his new toy.

Reaching into the draftsman he pulled out one last thing, a mountain chain dog lead and leaning forward attached it to a ringing at the front of her collar. Standing he stepped out of his shoes and dropped his trouser and trouser to the floor. Pulling the jumper lead he said `` follow me '', and she started to stand.

'' Noo. On all Little Joe. ``

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 accommodation and her next trial by ordeal .