Finally Found Ch. 03

The ding on the computer sounded through the large owner's office at Berkstein & Bros. One person stood at the floor to ceiling window in a navy three piece suit. The jacket was on his large leather chair at his desk, while his light lavender shirt sleeves were rolled up his arm.

Edward Berkstein was the only member of his family who inherited his father's least profitable company. Very little was expected to come of it, but Edward had managed to impress a major fashion house from France turning the clothing manufacturer into an amazingly profitable venture.

That opened many doors for the young business man and was now known for the quality of his factory and his people. There was also another reason he was able to pass through those doors, deviance. Edward had lived an alternative lifestyle for many years. It was what set him on the right path. What he encountered in the highest circles of high fashion was something he never expected.

Another ding to his email snapped him out of his reverie. Lost in his gaze and meditation as he was, he knew the ding meant that his little project was working. The young woman that he had desired for so long was now going to be his. He wondered if the video she was sending would be good.

This was not the first time Edward had done this to a young, beautiful, up and coming employee. Usually they would fight and refuse to fully submit to him. Something about Jenny was different though. After reading her email exchanges with Brad, he realized her arousal thrived by being made to submit. The nature of the emails was very nasty at the peak of their affair.

Preferring to make her wait, Edward took his time completing work before he looked at the email from his future potential sex slave. A few weeks prior, he had the IT team set up cameras in her and Brad's small offices, but nothing had happened at work. After that, he sent a young IT guy, Manny, to set up cameras in their motel room. And that was gold. Edward had a front row seat to the lovers last few rendezvous together.

The way the two lovers fucked and played was worthy of the highest quality porn. Edward only wished he had a film crew to get close ups and shots of Brad's cock destroying Jenny's pussy. And best of all, Jenny was a dirty talker while she screwed. "Fuck me like a whore," and "make me your little cum slut," or "I'm your fucking slut!" when she would orgasm. She announced every orgasm. At times, there would be five or six in one session.

It was going to be a great adventure with this one, thought Edward. Still resisting the urge to watch the video she had made specifically for him. The need for Jenny to comply had surprised Edward. The serious lack of resistance or unwillingness to even fight back was making Edward drunk with power. Finally, he decided after an hour of letting the message sit there to look at the video.

First, he looked at the live feed from the video cameras installed in Jenny's office. To his surprise, she was hard at work. Looking at her computer, filing, printing reports. He couldn't wait till the end of the day when he'd be able to place the surprises in her office for the next day. Normally, he would worry about pushing one of his victims too hard too fast, but instinct and experience told him Jenny would not fall under that category of victim.

Next, he looked at the footage from the janitor's closet. How wonderful the young supervisor looked naked, on her knees, with her mouth open. It was a significantly better view when she had his large thick cock lodged down her throat. Having his cum adorning her face, hair and tits was a masterpiece, though.

The video took a while to download. So long in fact that Edward was about to call the IT office to see what was happening with the WiFi. Once it finished downloading, Edward laughed inwardly at the length of the video. Nine minutes and twelve seconds. Wow, he thought. She took that long to cum?

Pressing play, the image started with a shaky, trembling mess of beautiful young flesh. Her brunette hair cascading over her shoulders, she began speaking with that sexy raspy voice she had. "I'm sorry, Master. I just came but forgot to record myself. Here I go again, please forgive me, Master." Edward nearly fell back into the backrest of his leather chair. This was completely unexpected.

For nine long minutes, he saw the girl rub, finger, frig, and groan herself to a very large orgasm. The amount of noise coming from the video actually prompted Edward to lower the volume on his computer speakers. Once done, again his slave spoke into the camera, "I hope it's to your liking, Master. Please let me know if I'm safe from exposure to my husband, Master." The young woman blew a kiss to the camera and then it abruptly ended after he heard the door to the bathroom opening.

This was perplexing to Edward. In his time running the factory, he'd done this to eight different women, but number nine was the first time that he was at a loss. Although the panic in her face and voice was apparent, her amazing compliance with her task was like a drug. He couldn't even think straight. One thing he did know was that she was going to be his for a long time.

Normally, in the past, the other victims would reach a limit and either quit, or confess to their partners. Given his status and reputation, Edward had never suffered consequences for his actions with these women. This was going to be different. For the first time, the thought of keeping one for a very long period of time creeped in. Edward usually liked variety, but that could be had and indulge in a sex slave.

Another thing that stood out to Edward about Jenny was the email exchange with Brad where she talked about having lesbian affairs throughout her short life. Even before high school, messing around with girls was nothing crazy to her. In the emails, she had said that she was done with that and preferred men exclusively. That would be something to change early on in this adventure. Making her have a lesbian affair was going to be such an enormous turn on, only dwarfed by the enormous erection he was experiencing in his office at the moment.

Edward was very well endowed. Even more interesting was that he was a grower, not a show'er. Flacid, his cock was barely three inches, but once fully erect, he was nine inches of dark latino meat long and two inches wide. The more he thought, the more difficult it became to plan his next move. Should he go straight into it, skipping many of the curated steps that he had learned to take from his previous experiences? Or should he stay true to his regular method of breaking a victim down?

The live feed of Jenny's office showed little distress from the beautiful young woman. Edward was even able to hear a call she had with her husband. Zero indication of anything going on in his opinion. The husband, maybe, wasn't some sorry ass sap. But maybe it was just that he married a very cunning liar and practiced deceiver. This might turn out to be the unicorn he always dreamed about, but never thought existed. Even living the lifestyle for many years now, he'd never encountered such a wanton slut as beautiful and young as Jenny was.

About twenty minutes before the end of the day when he knew Jenny would usually leave work, he decided to give her another task. Shooting off the email, he sat and waited. He could hear the notification pop up on Jenny's computer. To his delight, she did exactly what he wanted, demanded. Jenny stood up, brought her skirt up to her waist which was almost unnecessary, and removed her nude colored thong. And as directed, she placed the noticeably soiled thong in her top desk drawer. Then came the bra. Again, she unnecessarily removed her shirt, shrugging it off her shoulders in the most sexy way.

Once dressed, she replied.

Master,

I have done all you have asked of me today. I do it to keep my affair a secret. I don't want to hurt my family or Brad's and I most definitely don't want to lose my job. I will do anything to keep this secret. And tomorrow, I will do all you have demanded to show my need to keep this secret. If there is anything else I can do before I leave, I am your willing slave, Master.

Jenny

Reading the message for the third time, Edward was beside himself. An idea popped into his head at that moment. Should he just reveal himself? Should he demand that she come to his office now to finalize her submission to him? Fuck it, he thought. Edward typed out a message, the words flying out of his mind before he could even think.

Slave,

You have impressed me so much that I would like for you to call your husband and tell him you will be a little late home.

Master

The live feed showed her reading the email, picking up the phone, and telling her husband she had to stay at work for a while and wouldn't be home till later. Edward couldn't believe what was happening. Did she want this? Could it be that this was what she was looking for with Brad? It started out very Dom/sub, but Brad began to let his feelings get in the way. Telling her he loved her and wished he could make his life with her instead of his wife. Perhaps that was a turn off for her?

Master,

Done.

Slave

Edward watched the live feed as she sat waiting for his message. Not wanting to appear too eager, he waited a full thirty minutes to reply. All the while sipping a hefty scotch he had poured himself. He watched as the beautiful brunette paced in her office and would go back to refresh her email to see if anything had come through.

Slave,

Well done, my little slut. You are proving to be a much better sex slave than I imagined. For this, you will be rewarded by pleasing me.

Put your hair up into a tight high ponytail. I want you to remove all of your clothes again, take the blindfold from earlier and put it on, bend over the front of your desk with your hands behind your back. Be prepared for anything. I am going to test your resolve as well as give you another orgasm. You have five minutes before I enter. If you are not in the position I require, you will be severely punished.

Master

P. S. slaves are not allowed to capitalize its designation. And slaves do not refer to themselves in the first person. You are to say "this slave," or "this slut." you are an "it", a "thing." Call me Papi when you are referring to me. Although Master works as well, Papi will provoke a much nicer Master.

The live feed showed Jenny opening a drawer and pulling a brush, hair spray, and water spray bottle. In no time at all, Jenny had her hair slicked back with a ponytail worthy of cheer captain. Then, Edward saw her check herself and begin to disrobe in her office. Even when she thought no one was watching she did it fucking sexy. Every movement of her body was dripping with suggestion.

Edward could not believe how perfect her body was. It was a stroke of luck that he looked at the IT reports and saw that Brad and Jenny were emailing a lot for two coworkers who had little to do with the other professionally. His curiosity led him to this treasure trove of salacious emails. What a gift it was turning out to be.

As soon as she saw Jenny tentatively take up her position bent over her desk, her ass and pussy facing the door, Edward got up and left his office. There were actual butterflies in his stomach. This was almost too easy, but so far, bringing his arousal to a whole other level.

The choice to fuck her in the ass was made. Luckily, the live feed demonstrated Jenny's level of arousal by showing moist streaks and droplets coming from her pussy. Kudos to myself, he thought, after springing extra money for the hi def cameras in her office. No need for lube to fuck the little slut's ass, just use her spit and pussy juice.

The office was nearly empty when he arrived at her door. Opening the door, he saw his victim startle a little bit. Probably hoping that it was her blackmailer. The thought that he knew she was praying that it was her blackmailer and not someone else made his cock jerk in anticipation. Closing the door, he made a point of locking it slowly so Jenny could hear that she was now locked in with her blackmailer.

From his pocket, Edward produced the handcuffs he'd retrieved after getting his blowjob in the janitor's closet. Slapping them on her wrists hard, he was surprised that she didn't flail or struggle. Instead, she just let out a gasp knowing that she was completely under this man's control.

Again, Edward did not speak. He still wanted to keep his identity a mystery. It was more exciting that way for him, but now he was thinking that maybe it was far more exciting for her. Being the victim seemed to suit her. It seemed to free her of responsibility and obligation. Maybe there was a freedom in acting like a total slut knowing that it was out of her control and had to act this way to please her blackmailer.

Then Edward did something he never really did, he engaged in a little foreplay by making light caresses all over her body then down her legs and up the inside of her thighs. Purposefully avoiding her pussy and asshole. Her arousal was evident by the spread open labia, the moisture dripping from her pussy, and her moans and groans.

Walking around the desk, Edward began unbuckling his pants. Once his shoes and pants were removed, he let his cock fall on her face as it was pressed against her desk. Jenny, on instinct, opened her mouth so Edward could saw his large girthy cock in and out of her mouth for a few minutes. The feeling was divine. It was all he could to keep from voicing his pleasure. In due time he would, but for now he wanted her completely oblivious that her direct supervisor, the owner, her boss was doing this to her.

Once he felt that there was enough spit covering his cock, he began delving deeper down her throat. Without a single gag happening, he found himself with almost five inches of his cock going into her mouth. What a fucking mouth, he thought. Due to her hands being handcuffed behind her back, Jenny lay on her desk, her head sideways. However, she still managed to take more than half his cock into her mouth.

Reaching over her body, Edward began spanking Jenny as she bobbed her head as much as she could on his cock. The spanks caused Jenny to whine and moan like a desperate whore. Was she playing into the role? thought Edward? Normally, it would be a turn off for conquest to be this easy. In his experience in the lifestyle, women who were too wanton or too desperate were incapable of satisfying that non-consent turn on he would get by subduing his victims through information and blackmail. The chase and power were the feelings he was now addicted to.

The significant difference between Jenny and those other women willingly practicing the lifestyle, youth and beauty. It was well known among the staff, men and women alike, that Jenny was considered one of the most beautiful people inside and out that anyone had ever met. She liked to help people whenever she could, but she could also stand her ground and was confident in herself. She was a young devoted mother and wife who went to church and helped at church events many weekends a year.

This was not typically what Edward encountered in his adventures in the lifestyle. Occasionally, he would get to know a powerful executive that loved rough sex or anonymous encounters. But there was no power there. That was mystery. A different dynamic all together. Mystery was the opposite of power. The only power in anonymous encounters was being anonymous. These days, a swinger found that more and more difficult to do.

Somehow, this beautiful brunette had a raging wild fire underneath the quaint church-going surface she presented. Edward now found himself under the complete control of the wild fire roaring inside Jenny's sexuality. The slut's way of speaking, writing, and performing couldn't be natural, could it, asked the man currently raping Jenny's mouth.

Shaking the philosophical from his head, he heard another side of his mind say, that ass isn't going to fuck itself, buddy. Pulling his cock out of her mouth, he could swear that he felt her try to suck him back in. As if she didn't want to stop sucking his dick.

It was not lost on him that she probably was trying to get him off before he could fuck her. Walking around the desk, jerking his dick full of the slut's saliva, he positioned himself behind her. Kicking her feet further apart until he was sure most of her weight was on her upper body and her desk, he slowly entered her pussy.

A loud exhale came from his mouth surprising himself as he slowly began to penetrate the dripping pussy before him. And fuck was she tight around his girthy cock. Jenny had only been with two people in her whole life. Her husband Chris, and Brad. Neither were as endowed as Edward's cock. Her ass was tender from being spanked while sucking Edward's dick, but he continued once he embedded his cock in her tight pussy.

Moans, groans, grunts, and whines came from Jenny's mouth as Edward began to thrust. It was obvious to Edward that Jenny was going to orgasm quickly. He began alternating his rhythm to achingly slow, hard jabs, and pushing in as deep as he could. Her pussy is fucking tight, thought Edward. He couldn't believe she was a mother with a pussy and abdomen as tight as hers.

Even better, this was being recorded by Edward's cameras. Her lack of struggle and placing herself in this position to let a mystery blackmailer have his way with her would leave anyone watching doubtful that this was forced. The noises her beautiful mouth was eliciting was bringing Edward to an edge he wanted to stay away from for a little longer.

For the first time, Edward reached for her beautiful shiny ponytail and pulled her head back. Out of nowhere, Edward surprised himself when he began making out with her. There wasn't a single strand of hesitation on Jenny's part. Her breathing became more ragged. Edward couldn't believe what he was feeling. Her pussy was clenching and getting much wetter, her breathing was out of rhythm, and the way she was moaning, loudly at this point.

Jenny was about to erupt.

Starting from her pelvis and spreading throughout her core, the heat began to grow with an intensity Jenny had never felt. What is happening to me, she wondered. Suddenly, the heat sent shivers and body spasms. Thoughts, worries, and consequences left her mind. All focus was on the warmth rising and spreading like a storm in her slim fit body.

The lack of her sense of sight was making every touch, every thrust, and every clench of her blackmailer's hands on her body were drawing her closer. Just a little more to get over the edge and it would burst through her like a hot geyser. The desk scraped her nipples in such a delicious way that it sent waves of pleasure throughout her chest.

If he pulled any harder on her ponytail, hair may start to get ripped out from the root, and it felt glorious. Forcing her head into this position made taking a breath so hard that Jenny thought she may pass out from lack of air. And the thrusting was slowly getting harder and better. Panting, moaning, jerking, Jenny was trying to form the words "Please let me cum..." and just as they were on the tip of her lips...

Edward stopped.

There was a snap in his mind and he completely pulled out. Panting and catching his breath, Edward tried to collect himself. This was not normal. In fact, it was terrifying that he almost lost control of himself with this slut.

"Please, Master, this whore will do anything, but please fuck me, please let me cum for You!?" said the young brunette nearly crying to be left on the edge like Edward just had. She wiggled her ass and continued begging.

Edward decided that she had also lost complete control to him. The slut was enjoying this way too much. Walking up to Jenny, still bent over her desk, sweat and spit under her torso making it difficult to get up since her feet were so far apart. And she dare not close her legs for fear of upsetting her mystery blackmailer. Edward knew what to do.

Doing his best to alter his voice and whisper, "Beg me to fuck your ass, and I'll let you cum as much as you want until I fill you with my cum."

Jenny almost wept, definitely whined, until she folded, "Please Master, this slut would love to please. Please, please, please fuck my ass. Make me your whore, Papi. Papi!" she suddenly remembered that calling him Papi would bring something better. "Papi, please," she whined, shaking her ass again.

It took all he had to stifle a laugh. But Edward wasted no time as he saw his slave was still trembling and still teetering on the edge. Again, whispering in her ear, "You can come as soon as I start pumping into your ass, slave, but only until I start pumping into your ass. And if you cum more than once, you're going to slide off the desk, get on your knees in front of me, and clean my dick with your mouth until you've removed all my juices and your juices. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Papi, this slut needs to cum, and this slut will clean your cock after if this slut comes more than once. Please, Papi," she begged, almost crying now.

Leaning back, Edward spit on the top of the cleft of her sweet ass and lined up his cock with her forbidden hole. It took about two gruesome minutes, but his slut's ass had finally accommodated his large cock. The shivers and trembling began to return as he started to pump his cock taking it almost all of the way and slamming back in. Edward wasn't even going hard as Jenny believed... yet. But he wasn't being soft either.

Edward had learned over past experiences and attempts at this that pushing too hard in the beginning would scare them off or embolden them to try and retaliate against him. Over the last few, he had learned how to use his charm, form a powerful voice, and was becoming dangerously cunning.

This was not lost on the brunette suffering this coerced illicit submission. It was apparent that her blackmailer was an experienced and fit lover. The strength in his hands and the hardness of his body suggested someone who was powerful, not just physically. The way her skin and mind reacted to the incredibly sensuous way he was touching her was driving her wild with lust.

Any pain she was feeling or discomfort was not important at the moment. The grip of his hands and the thrust of his body into her as he gently popped the head of his cock inside her rectum felt almost too perfect. Jenny was feeling her grip on decency slipping away. No, she knew it then, she was letting go.

Edward was no rabbit humper like Brad was, or how Chris was in the beginning before he began studying how to be better after discovering that I didn't orgasm. This was gentle and savory. Time wasn't a concern for Edward. Control was his specialty and he intended to draw this out until she was begging for more, begging for release, and obeying his twisted demands.

At first, while stretching to accommodate Edward's dick, Jenny was grunting in pain like someone stretching sore muscles. But once his balls hit her pussy, she felt him slowly pull back a couple of inches causing her sphincter to contract. With a groan that slipped out, Edward was afraid he might have given himself away. Moving forward he drilled to the hilt again.

The pain wasn't as bad as she imagined it was going to be. Arousal took over and made the decision for Jenny. This glorious cock was going to be pleasurable. It was going to make her have another orgasm, solely from anal stimulation. Her tormentor knew how to move to ignite pleasures previously foreign to Jenny.

Summoning the strength to control the orgasmic relief she desperately needed was becoming too much for the fit brunette. Gasps of breath were coming short and fast. Even with the blindfold, her blinking eyes could see sparks and colors. Muscles in her body were out of control, stiffening and contracting. The layer of sweat across her back from the heat and exertion she was experiencing at the hands of this beautiful monster.

Edward could feel the difference in pain and pleasure because he often liked to mix the two with his other victims. Pain to indoctrinate, pleasure to cause addiction. This slut had been so close to the edge that even a dick in her ass, something her email exchanges with Brad showed she was not willing to do anymore, was going to give her the pleasure she desperately needed.

It wasn't long before he heard the words from her mouth that were music to his ears, "Papi, please let this slut cum, please, I'm... this slut is there. Sorry, papi. This slut, this slut, this slut," she repeated until she felt a hard strike on her ass. "Owwwwwoooooo yessssssssss, please Papi!?!" screaming with no regard for who might still be in the office.

Pulling her ponytail hard, using it to pull her body off the desk, Edward whispered, "Cum like the filthy slut you know you are."

"Thank you!" yelled the young brunette completely lost in her lewd lust. "This slut thanks you! Please don't stop. Make me.. this slut yours, Papi! Fill my ass with your precious cum!"

This went on for almost three minutes. Edward surprised himself at the stamina and endurance that he was using. Jenny's cries and words were making less and less sense and she rode a very large orgasmic wave shooting out from her dark passage.

As Edward reached his own peak, he used her ponytail like a handle and slammed her back down on the desk. Luckily, Jenny had one of those cushy leather desk pads. Even Edward felt that was rough but was too far gone to care at this point. The orgasm he experienced nearly made him black out right then and there. Thank god he didn't, thought Edward after Jenny said, "Master, this slut had a multiple orgasm... may it please clean your cock of her filth?"

Edward collapsed on top of Jenny, trying to catch his breath as she panted and moaned like a whore at the unadulterated pleasure she had just experienced for the first time in her life. An anal orgasm. It was fucking up her mind something awful. Once he felt the last drops empty into her bowels, Edward grabbed a small paper clip saucer from the desk and dumped the paper clips. Then, stepped back, never letting go of Jenny's ponytail and moved back to the small leather chair in front of Jenny's desk.

Sitting, he let go of her ponytail which was now a fucking mess of sweat and out of place hairs. Making sure the blindfold was still in place, Edward said in almost a whisper, "You know what to do, slave." As she positioned herself on her knees, Edward stealthily placed the saucer under Jenny's soiled asshole to catch any of his cum that leaked out. He didn't want anal creampie on his carpets. That would be very unbecoming of a top clothing manufacturer.

Jenny found her position and then her target. It was making her gag that she agreed to clean his dick with her mouth after fucking and cumming in her ass without so much as a wipe. This act only served to demonstrate that the person performing it was so desperate to please. The only pleasure Jenny felt doing something like this was the absolute taboo nature of such a slutty act.

Almost naturally, her hands went behind her back as she licked up and down the shaft before her, taking it into her mouth and slurping up her ass juice mixed with her mystery blackmailer's cum, she found the taste to be amazing. Slurping and licking, but not swallowing, Jenny relished in the nasty taste of hot bitter semen mixed with the arousal of what was now her favorite hole.

The sounds that Jenny was making while cleaning Edward's cock were incredible. It sounded like a bitch in heat. Unbeknownst to the slut, the saucer that Edward had carefully placed under her soiled asshole was catching a lot of cum and pussy juice leaking from her pussy. Some spit had also dripped down her body all the way to her crotch and it too leaked into the saucer.

The taste of the cock currently receiving Jenny's tongue bath was sharp and sour. The frothy liquid in her mouth began collecting and sloshing around her mouth coating her tongue with the taste of her sin. Again, almost on instinct, she opened her mouth and showed the cum gathered on her tongue, before closing and swallowing what she could.

Not even a single flinch could be seen from Jenny. Just moans since the young brunette was still trying to catch her breath. The sweet and sour taste that lingered in her mouth after swallowing was intoxicating. As the hot semen and ass juice slid down her throat slowly, Jenny opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out where Edward could see that every drop of semen she sucked off his cock was now on its way to her belly. Sure, it tasted like her ass, but the act of what she was doing and having experienced an anal orgasm for the first time was making it delicious to her.

At least, that's how the young brunette rationalized the current state she found herself in. Edward couldn't believe his luck and how fortunate it was that he had found someone like Jenny, finally. Just as Jenny was finishing polishing his cock by licking from dickhead to taint. Best dick shine in the world, thought Edward.

"Has this slut satisfied you, Master? Has this slut cleaned you properly, Master?" Jenny said, leaning back on her heels. The poor girl was so sore from having her arms handcuffed behind her back and having her mystery blackmailer lay on top of her. Edward briefly wondered if he should have some piety for her in this situation.

For now, he still had one more thing to make her do and then her night with him would come to an end. But only until tomorrow morning. So many plans in his twisted mind were already getting put into motion. Jenny's night as a blackmailed sex slave was far from over.

Grabbing her ponytail causing her to yelp from the surprise, he whispered, "One more thing, slut, lean back and open your mouth, hold what I serve you until you hear the door close to swallow, nod if you understand?" said Edward, noticing that before he even finished speaking, the slut had already leaned back and opened her mouth.

Getting his phone from his pants, Edward intended to record a POV video sealing her submission and slavery to him. Whispering into his slave's ear, he gave her instructions on what to say and do. Nodding that she knew what to do, he tapped her head and she began:

"This slave, Jenny Navarro, relinquishes freedom and submits to slavery to my Master. Today, this slave blew him in the Janitor's closet and wore his cum on my face. Master commanded a recording of this slave masturbating in the bathroom naked. I came twice like a whore with his come dripping and drying down my hair, face and chest. My clothes got stained and I had to clean them. Then, I sent my Master the video to prove that I want to serve him. Just now, I begged him to fuck all of my holes, cum in my ass, cleaned his cock after, and am desperate to swallow the cum that dripped from this slut's ass. This slut is now his. And this slut will never refer to itself as a person, but merely a thing, an object living for the desire of its Master." Then, as required, she giggled very flirtily, and continued, "And this slut still doesn't even know who Master is... this slut can't wait to have the privilege of finding out.

With that, still kneeling, she leaned back on her heels, and opened her mouth. A hand with a saucer appears in the shot with a healthy portion of white thick liquid. Slowly, he begins to tilt the small saucer making the semen slide over the edge and begin to drip into her mouth. An audible moan escapes her body when the second drop of cum lands on her outstretched tongue. Drop after small drop continues to fill her mouth and overwhelm her senses.

Another loud, unabashed moan comes from her body when Jenny realizes the taste is incredible compared to Chris and Brad. The internet had taught Jenny that feeding your man certain foods could make their semen taste better than bitter. Erotic stories she read made it sound like semen could taste as wonderful as juice or honey.

As much as she tried, Chris never indulged her. It tasted pretty nasty. She still swallowed every time he asked her to, but it definitely required effort to suppress her gag reflex. Brad tried, but had horrible habits like soda and fried food that made his semen extremely sour and foul. Both of their semen also smelled like rotten eggs, tasting a lot like what she imagined rotten eggs tasted like without ever having tried them.

As these thoughts roamed through her mind, for two full minutes the delicious cum sloshed around in her mouth. Unable to resist the need, Jenny began moaning like it was the most delicious tasting thing in the world. It didn't even register how more cum was poured into her mouth. Or where it came from. Little did she know that it had been collected after dripping from her ass.

A belt clinging brought Jenny back and realized that she would almost have to swallow this delicious thick liquid. If she could beg to keep it a while longer in her mouth she would, but her mouth was currently occupied. There was more movement and then footsteps. On her knees, Jenny prayed that this would not end. Forcing her back to her life and having to deal with the consequences of this blackmail.

The doorknob made a squeak followed by the door opening then shutting. Jenny closed her mouth and swallowed. Zero gag.

Edward was in wonder a few minutes later watching the video in his office. By her body language, his semen tasted delicious to her, even if it came from her ass. Wait till she tries it straight from the source, he thought.