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Aiko, #1 (Submission)

... him off, leaving as much of his dick in my mouth as I could.

"Good girl," he murmured, and a shiver ran down my spine. "But I'm not sure I can let you have my cum."

I drew back my head but continued jacking him off. "Please? Please, sir?"

"If I did, where would you want it?"

"However it pleases you, master. I mean, sir."

"Master is fine. Good girl."

And with that, he took my head and pushed me down on his cock once again. It was just as deep as before, but this time, it was slow enough that I felt in control while it happened. He pulled me back just as slowly, giving me enough time to take a breath, then pushed me down again. I looked up at him, and when I met his gaze, I knew I had never been as much in love as in this moment. But his cock being pushed deep into my mouth pulled me back into the present. I was being throat-fucked.

"I'm going to cum in your mouth," he said, slowly accelerating his motions, "and you're going to keep it all there. Got it?"

His movements were now too fast to let me speak in between, so I nodded. He rammed me down on his cock faster and faster, and I felt tears enter the corners of my eyes. I could barely get enough air. But it didn't matter. Nothing mattered, except that I had to endure this, no matter how long it took.

Suddenly, I could feel his dick swell in my throat. He groaned softly, pulled my head back just a bit, and then held me there as one, two, three spurts of cum hit the back of my mouth. I had never tasted ...

... cum before, and the fact that this was the way it happened gave me a deep, perverse kind of satisfaction.

I waited for him to pull back, but he seemed to enjoy having my lips around his shaft even now.

Finally, he released my head from his grip.

"Make sure the tip is clean when you pull back."

I nodded and, carefully, kept everything in my mouth as I slowly released my lips from his dick. Then, I looked up at him.

"Open."

I opened my mouth wide, showing him his cum.

"Swallow."

I closed my mouth and gulped down, then opened it again, sticking out my tongue to show him that it was all clean.

"Good girl." He grabbed my head and, to my surprise, pushed me down on his cock again, even though it was already softening. I sucked it eagerly; it was easier now than before. I only stopped as I felt a force pushing my head back. He pulled up his pants and zipped up. Then, he held out a hand.

Still on my knees, I took it, and he helped me get up. It seemed symbolic more than anything.

"Aiko," he said slowly, "do you still mean everything you said before?"

"Of course, master."

But he shook his head, and I felt a stitch of disappointment, even anger. Why was he ruining it? Why?

"Aiko-"

"I meant everything!"

"Aiko, listen to me. If word of this gets out, I will lose my job and you-"

"You've told me that before!"

"I know," said Mr. Thorne. "But it bears repeating at least once. I need to be absolutely sure that you want this."

I looked ...