The Billionaire's Sex Slave novel Chapter 11

When I unbuttoned his zipper, his enraged cock appeared to be mocking me with how erect it was. It barely springs, so its enormity suffocated me. Is it possible for me to satisfy this? Just thinking it’s going to enter my hole; I’m becoming pale, no matter how much I think it’s not the regular size of the guy.

When he glanced at me, he had a straight expression. His face is solemn, and I keep thinking if this is the same expression he gives to the girls with whom he has sex. When I consider he has another lady with whom he is having an affair and that another woman is doing this to him, my mind heats.

At first, I hesitated, but when I saw his eyes indifferent, I opened my mouth and put out my tongue. While he was lying down, I put his cock in my mouth. I felt him flinch. Because I’m just new to this, I don’t know what to do. I’ve watched a very different scene like this, but it’s still different when you’re right in front of the thing you’re watching.

“Haa ... Haaa ..”

On my face, I could feel the heat. I took a big breath and then pulled out the thing from my lips. He grabbed my hair and thrust his cock at me before I could regain my breath. Tears rolled down up my eyes because of what he did, not because I was frightened. He did it suddenly and slammed me in the throat. He fixed his raven stare on me.

“Mmmmm.”

He sat up from lying down, so I removed his cock from my mouth. He sighed as if he enjoyed what I did, then smirked.

“You are good with it.” He grabbed my face and squeezed my cheeks with just one hand as if to scold me because of the pressure of his squeezing. My tongue was still sticking out because of the sticky liquid that came out of his cock.

“Eh?” I didn’t put in my tongue while still kneeling in front of him while the eyes were still with tears. I thought we were going to stop, but it surprised me when he pulled my head again, then he shove his cock into my mouth.

“Try sucking it harder.”

He is standing now while I am still on my knees. I grabbed his two legs because he kept thrusting into my mouth. I’m short of air. My hands were shaking because of what he was doing. I also wounded his legs with my nails because of the intensity of my grip on him. His trust in my mouth was so hard.

“UmpH ... MmHh.”