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"Can you do the whole thing? I want to feel your lips on the base of my cock, honey. Can you do that for me?"
She drew her head back, and Dan moved his hand with her, allowing her freedom to move as she looked up at him. "I love you, Dan. If you want me to be a slutty whore, I will. I'll do anything you want, Dan. Nobody has ever loved me before, and I find that it gives me pleasure to give you pleasure. I'll do anything you want, Dan. I love you, too."
She opened her mouth and went down on him as far as she could, bu about an inch and a half away from getting all of it in, the head of his big cock started entering her throat and her gag reflex took over. She pulled away and sat back, gasping and choking, wiping gobs of spit of her lips and chin to clean her face. She looked up him with tears in her eyes.
"I can't do it; I'm sorry. It went into my throat and I couldn't breathe. I'm so sorry, Dan, please, I'm sorry!"
He smiled down at her and brushed her bangs away again. "I told you, Maria, I love you. You will always have my forgiveness, especially while you're learning a new skill. Just have fun with it, Maria, suck my cock and have fun. Just remember that I like it deep once in a while, but don't hurt yourself. I want you to have fun, too."
She smiled at the kindness he saw in his eyes. "Yes sir," she said, but then a thought occurred to her. "Yes, Master."
His smile broadened as she took him in her mouth again, and this time, his only touches on her head were caresses through her hair, because he didn't need to force her to do anything anymore. She was sucking him all on her own, and doing it from a place of love and joy, and everything was perfect and beautiful. He felt himself getting close to coming, and warned her of what was about to happen.
"Maria, I'm going to come in your mouth," he said. "I want you to swallow as much as you can, but it's okay if you can't. I love you, Maria, get ready... Unngh!"
She felt him draw it back, until just the head was in her lips, then it throbbed and spat out a thick jet hot hot, sticky muskiness which instantly coated the whole inside of her mouth.
"Swallow it, swallow it, honey, swallow all of my love, Maria, swallow it!"
By the time he had finished speaking, his cock had sent forth three or four bursts, which filled her mouth and began spilling out both sides and dripping down her chin, but then she realized what he was saying and tried to swallow the thick mouthful, but she knew what it was and her mind rebelled.
She made a face, spitting as much of it as she could out and turned her face to the side, beginning to cry. She looked up at him, betrayal written plainly on her face.
"Why did you do that?" she wept, crying. "Oh, Dan, I thought you loved me? Why did you do that to me? It was awful!"
"I did it because it was fun," he said. "I did it because you looked so beautiful with my cock in your mouth. You were having so much fun sucking it that I didn't want the moment to end."
"I liked sucking on it," she said truthfully. "I just didn't like the last part. There was so MUCH of it, and it tastes kind of gross."
"The next time, I'll finish on your breasts. Would that be better?" He smiled down at her again, and she returned it, weakly.
"I don't feel right, all naked like this. Can I put my clothes back on?" She looked at her torn blouse with all the buttons gone, laying on the floor like the rag it was. She picked her bra up and straightened it out, ready to be put on.
He wrote something on a piece of paper, then ripped it off the pad and gave it to her. "This is my address. Go ahead and get dressed, then go home and pack everything into boxes. Movers will be by tomorrow to collect them. You are to collect Sofia after school and bring her home to your new house. Our house."
She took the paper, not reading it, and he could tell by the look in her eyes that something had died inside her. She looked back up at him, and something else was now alive. She slowly dropped her hands from her breasts and exposed her nipples.
"Yes, Master." She looked up at him, her eyes filled with trust and love. Tears of happiness and excitement of what tomorrow could bring threatened to spill over as she put her underwear back on. "Thank you for this, Master. I'm happier than I have even been in my whole life!"
"Me too." Dan said, letting her get up and pull her skirt back on. Her pink rayon waitress blouse was ruined, all the buttons missing, but she put it on anyway and tied the tails together. "I love you, Maria. I'm happier than you know. I can't wait to see Sophia's face when she sees her own room. She's never had one before, has she?"
"She has her own room? Really? Oh, she's going to be SO happy, you have no idea! She's been wishing for us to get a two bedroom since she was old enough to wish for anything!"
"My house has five bedrooms, Maria. I have two servants, full time, and three cars. Welcome to your new life, my dear."
"You have... servants?" Maria asked, breathlessly. "If you're that rich, why do you work here?"
"I like to fill my time; the truck stop is only just ONE of my many businesses, my dear. And as of now, WE have servants. I can't wait to see what you make them do to each other. They are married to each other, you see, and I have control over them, utterly, even in the bedroom."
"You mean, I'll be able to tell them what to do? When they're NAKED?" She looked at him, shocked even more, but his slow smile touched his eyes and became harder, more glinty. She felt the first thrill of fear at what she'd gotten herself into, remembering the way he had looked at her while she was naked and on her knees.
"Yes, just like I tell you to do things when you're naked," he smiled. "Won't that be fun? I can't wait to see what you make them do. I know Julia will like it, too. You should go and meet them; they're both at home right now." He looked at her again. "You should pack first, though. The movers are coming tomorrow, and even though they can pack anything you don't, there might be some things you don't want them gong through."
She was dressed again, and his pants were fastened back up. They were both presentable once more, but she hesitated to leave his office and go out in public again. The bus was about fifteen minutes out, though, and unless she wanted to waste another hour waiting for the next one, she needed to leave right now. She kissed him goodbye, and he copped a feel of her breast before he let her go.
"You can be topless in my house," he said. "It will be like a housewarming gift when I get home." He took a fat wad of bills out of his desk drawer and handed it to her. "There's five thousand dollars. Take Sophia shopping at the mall this afternoon. I'm working until seven to clear my schedule for the rest of the week so I can be free to spend time with my girls. Be ready for me when I get home, okay?"
"I'll be ready for you, I promise. You can tell me to do things when I'm naked." She smiled brightly and opened the office door to go. She stepped through and looked back at him. "I have some ideas already, things that might make you blush, too!"
"Won't Sophia be surprised to see that?" he smiled as the door swung shut behind her.
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