Forced Masterbation

I come over to your house and the instant the door shuts behind us, you grab my throat and slightly lift me off the ground asking me if I'm ready to be a good girl and obey you. I try to say "Yes, Sir" however my voice does not come out, so I nod my head the best I can. You smile, release my neck and calmly order me to undress completely and get on my knees. I obey, but while getting down onto my knees I quietly ask you without looking into your eyes, "Can I use the bathroom?"

You ask me if that is the proper way to ask. I repeat, "Please...... may I use the bathroom Sir?"

"Yes you may, you can crawl there." and you start guide the way.

I was a little taken aback, but crawl, following you. At the tip of my tongue is some back talking but I don't feel as gutsy in your presence. Once in the restroom I use the toilet and freshen myself up. My heart is racing, anticipating what is to come next. When done, I open the door and you're right there waiting. You sternly yet gently push me down to my knees and have me crawl back out to the living room, following you. I'm a little awkward and embarrassed. You tell me to come to you and take care of your cock while you finish watching your TV show and return some texts. I crawl to you, you slide your pants off and sit down on the leather couch. I take your cock into my hands and then my mouth. Licking and sucking, making you hard. After some moments of this, you pull me off of your cock by my hair, and tell me to sit on your coffee table and spread myself open and play with myself.

Slowly and very unsure, I position myself on the table with my legs up and open. I tell you I don't want to do this. You say that it doesn't matter, and that I will be fine. You tell me you want me to touch myself. So eventually I'm rubbing myself and you tell me to insert my fingers into my pussy. I do. I can feel my face flushed red in embarrassment, yet I am so aroused I'm dripping wet. After some time of this, you tell me to get off the table and crawl to your bed in your room and present myself on my knees and hands, so that you may spank me. You tell me it is the room straight down the hall. You do not follow or guide me.

I'm in position, waiting for you atop your bed. On all fours. You are taking a while to come in so I change positions and I'm just naked on my knees on top of your bed. I don't hear you approach me, so I'm startled when you grab my neck from behind and yank me back against you. You ask me if that is how you asked me to be positioned. I start to say something but you cover my mouth and then grab my hair pulling my neck back so far its now difficult to breathe. You chuckle. You tell me to quit having excuses for everything and that when you ask something of me, it is expected to be done exactly how you asked. You let me go but at the same time you push me down so now I am on my hands and knees. You spank my ass. Paddle it. Flog it, and my back. Eventually I beg you to stop, but you tell me this is punishment for not listening to directions properly. For not exercising, not calling you Sir, and for cursing. That I need to be more responsible and more timely. I plead and tell you that I will. I feel tears coming, now falling down my cheek. You tell me, one day perhaps you'll learn Little One. I don't like to punish, but it's necessary.

You finally stop and bring me to the floor by my hair and gag me with your hard throbbing cock, you have me suck and lick on your balls. You make me beg. My mouth is dripping with spittle hanging down, I'm trying to catch my breath. You cum in my mouth and tell me not to swallow it, that I must hold it in my mouth until I cum. You know I don't like doing that.

You then tell me to get up and on the bed on all fours again. You then take your precious time inspecting me. Antagonizing me by messing with my asshole. You clamp my nipples which make the tears come again. You go back and forth between pain, pleasure, soft, rough. You finger fuck me and hold a small vibrator on my clit until i reach orgasm.

After all of this you see that I am not talking, you realize your cum is in my mouth still. You grab my face and ask me why I haven't swallowed. I just look at you. I do not want to swallow, and I know you know I like to swallow it immediately. You laugh, slap me. You tell me that once again I have not obeyed. You kiss me. I see that you're highly amused, but I see kindness in your face. Then you tell me to open my mouth, you spit inside it and you tell me you'll be right back and for me not to move and not to swallow.

A moment later, you come back with a decent sized dildo and tell me to suck it and not to let one ounce of the cum that is still in my mouth spill, nor any of my own spit. You want me to fuck the dildo with my mouth ensuring I swallow everything. You taunt me telling me if I drip anything out of my lips that I will be sorry. You will punish me worse.

I obey.

XoxoX, Jae