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He's in charge

... mouth again, determined to get this over with. As I followed the command given by John, I forced my mind to wander. I wondered what he would do to us when he was finished. I actually hoped that he would just shoot us anyway and go on with his life. He could easily pass this off as two kids committing suicide because of a secret relationship. "I know you want to cum, Dustin. There's nothing to be shy about. You like Brianne's warm mouth on your dick, don't you?" I knew John wasn't saying this stuff to get Dustin to cum faster, because it ended up slowing down the progress I was making. I kept doing what I was doing, and Dustin absentmindedly started to move his hips. I could hear his breathing becoming shallow. He was finally releasing control over to me. To speed up the progress I deep throated him, licked up and down the shaft stopping to suck on the tip, and stroked him. I felt Dustin tighten up as he got closer to the edge. I tasted his cum as it shot into my mouth in sticky streams. John held my head in place again as he commanded, "Swallow it all. Don't miss a single drop." I did as he ordered and swallowed the gooey stuff. When John pulled me to my feet I shot a glance at Dustin to see that his eyes were closed. Shame, exhaustion, anger? I wasn't sure. I just wanted to wrap him in a hug and console him, but I knew John would never let me do that. John took one look at Dustin and smacked him across the face with the butt of the gun. I let out a small yelp, because I ...

... knew that had hurt him. "Open your eyes. You need to thank the whore for sucking your dick dry." Dustin's voice was low and raspy. "Thank you." John hit him with the gun again. "Repeat after me. Thank you bitch for sucking my dick dry." Dustin's voice was just a little bit more than a whisper. "Thank you bitch for sucking my dick dry." I knew that was the hardest thing Dustin had ever done. I hoped that he knew I would not, by any means, hold that against him. "Say, 'You're welcome,' Bitch." "You're welcome." My voice was stronger than Dustin's when I talked. "Tell him how much you loved it. Go on, tell him. And I know you did, because you're a dirty little whore that loves cock in your mouth. Tell him!" My voice vanished. "I loved it," I choked out. "What did you love most?" "I loved how big it was..." I answered wearily. "Do you want it in your pussy?" I saw Dustin's eyes get bigger as he finally realized what John had meant earlier. I was stunned silent as I watched him. "Answer the damn question before I blow your brains out." I sat there dumbfounded. "Let's see how fast she falls to the ground with a bullet in her head." "I want my dick inside her." Dustin spit out as John placed his pointer finger on the trigger. "Is that so?" "Yes, yes I do." "How much?" My eyes were open in shock as I listened. "So much. Please." "I'm not sure she feels the same way. Beg her to let you fuck her." Tears fell from my eyes at the thought of Dustin begging for sex. He shouldn't have to beg ...