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He's in charge

... I saw John point the gun directly at my head again. "You know what I want you to do, my little slave." When I didn't move, he said more sternly, "Put it in your mouth." I thought about talking back, but I knew it would never end well. "Do it, slut." I say forward slowly with tears streaming from my eyes involuntarily. I grabbed it in my hands and just held it. I felt it grow at my touch. "Looks like Dustin's cock loves this too. Put it in your mouth." I dropped my head down to it and slowly put it in my virgin mouth. I'd never done anything like this, and I never expected it would happen like this. It was warm and big. I placed it on my tongue gently. I felt it grow even bigger. The gun was placed on the back of my head again. John used it to force my head down so that it went further into my mouth and down my throat. I gagged and struggled for breath, but John would not let my head move. He said, "Breathe through your nose and relax your throat." I sat there stubbornly and kept chocking. "I don't care how many times you choke since you won't take my advice." I heard John laugh at the sight of my gagging. Dustin tried to back away, but John was holding him in place. "Relax your throat." My throat was raw from all the coughing, so I followed John's instructions. I took a deep breath in through my nose and let my throat muscles give a bit. It slipped down my throat as far as John wanted it to go. He forced my head up and down on it. I kept my throat relaxed the whole time and ...

... let John have control over the motions. Finally John said, "You have to keep this up until Dustin cums." He let me take it out of my mouth long enough for me to take a breath before he said, "Lick it, you dirty slut. Lick that dick all over." I couldn't look at Dustin. I licked it slowly and gently until John slapped me so hard that I fell backwards. He pointed the gun at my face and screamed. "I want you to lick that dick like it's the greatest lollipop in the world. I want Dustin to cum so hard he falls on the ground. Do you understand me, bitch?" I looked up at Dustin from my spot on the ground. He looked so helpless and beaten. He had to keep forcing his eyes open as he stood there. I realized that John was right. He probably would fall over, from exhaustion. I felt helpless as well as John yanked me back up. I felt liquid pouring from my nose. I reached a hand up to touch it and discovered my nose was bleeding. John forced my head back into position. "Don't worry about getting blood on Dustin's dick. He'll be getting some on it later anyway." More tears fell as I realized what he meant. I didn't want to lose my virginity this way. John was forcing Dustin to look down at me. I knew that he saw me crying, but I wasn't sure that he knew why. "Quit crying. How are you suppose to deep throat a cock when you're chocking on tears?" I suppressed my tears as best I could. "Remember, get him to cum." There was so much join his voice caused by our discomfort. I put it back into my ...