“Get over here,” he growled.
“Hold on, please,” she said, smiling to herself.
“Now.”
She knew then he wasn’t playing. “Ok.” She stood up and walked over to him at the desk, looking over his shoulder.
He moved the chair back a bit, enough for her to crawl in his lap. She started to, and he stopped her. “No,” he said, pointing to the ground.
She crawled under the desk and crossed her legs. He grabbed her hands and clipped them onto the chains that were already in place and then he clipped a chain to her collar then pulled it up through the hook over her head and sat the chain in his lap.
She couldn’t move like this, and he loved it. He smiled at her and put one foot on each side of her, moving the chair up. She wimpered a bit, hating this spot, feeling a bit used, but getting wetter by the minute. He smiled down at her again and said, “Open.”
That was not a suggestion, a question or a plea. It was a command. He grabbed his cock as he slid the chair closer to her face. “Open.” he said once more.
She obeyed, and he slid the chair right up to her face, pushing his cock down her throat until she gagged.
She tried to pull up a bit, but he grabbed the chain from his lap and pulled it, forcing her face forward. She gagged until tears streamed down her face, fearing she would throw up, when he slid the chair back a tiny bit, allowing her to breath. He groaned.
She did too.
He slid forward again, pushing up against the back of her throat. “This, my pet,” he purred, “is to get rid of that pesky gag reflex that you know I hate.”
She moaned and he took the opportunity to push down her throat more. He stayed in that one spot while clicking away at the computer. When she finally stopped gagging, he pushed in more. Her eyes rolled from the pain in her throat and the constriction of breathing, but she kept her mouth wide open.
He sighed and slid back a bit, allowing her to breathe. She heard moans coming from the speakers of the computer and knew he was looking at porn.
She swirled her tongue around his cock and tried to pull back. He laughed.
“Don’t try that, pet,” he said, “or I’ll pull you down so you gag again.”
She wimpered again and he patted her head. “Good girl,” he said when she settled back down on his cock with her mouth.
She tried to use her tongue, but really couldn’t.
“Don’t worry about using your tongue, sweety,” he said, “this is just for you to get used to me cumming in your mouth and to work on your gag reflexes. Just relax.”
She strained against the bonds that held her when he talked about cumming in her mouth. Not that she hated the taste, but it was still something she was getting used to. He’d already came in her mouth twice today, did he have to again?
He chuckled and pulled the chain on her collar again until she gagged.
He didn’t let go for a few minutes, until the gagging subsided.
She hated feeling this used. There wasn’t a vibrator near her, no dildo in her, nothing but his cock in her mouth to make her feel horny. She moved up and down on his cock as he moaned while watching the porno.
She could hear a woman’s muffled crying and some smacks. She wanted to watch too, but knew that she was serving him and that would be her only job right now.
She settled down inside a bit as he started to pump in and out. He scooted towards the edge of the chair, practically in her face, and he started to fuck her open mouth. He moved in deep, as deep as he could go and then pulled out to the tip. She tried to keep her mouth all the way opened and her teeth back, so she wouldn’t scratch him.
He grunted a bit and started pounding her face harder. Almost painfully.
She started to whine. “Shut up,” he commanded. “You know you like this, you little whore.”
She felt him get harder and knew he’d be cumming soon. He grabbed the chain attached to her collar and pulled it towards him hard as he pumped into her face, causing him to go down her throat. She gagged, sending him over the edge.
His cum filled her mouth quickly, and she tried to swallow around his cock. He continued pumping in out of her mouth, panting.
She gagged again and swallowed, he patter her head and scooted back on the chair a bit, pulling the chain on her collar with him.
“You sit the for a while, pet.” he said, “I like you sitting there.”
She whined and tried to pull back, but he pushed her head down and pulled the chain at the same time, then clipped it to the chair, she couldn’t move her head at all.
He chuckled.
“I’ll be hard again soon, sweety. We wouldn’t want to spoil an opportunity to repress that gag reflex, now would we, my pet?”
Tears filled her eyes. Her back and throat were aching and she just wanted to stretch out.
“Shhhh..” he said, patting her head. “You’ve been such a good girl, don’t spoil it.”
She nodded a bit and he began clicking away at the computer again.
