with her lips stretched lewdly around a part of his body that was so intimate, so very private. Seeing herself through his eyes, keeping her eyes on his should have been impossible but she realized she wasn’t seeing judgment or derision in his gaze. Instead, the blue depths were reflecting a passion, a love that had her calming, had her wishing to please him after her naughtiness.
Lucas applied a bit a pressure against her head. “Move your mouth up and down my shaft, using your tongue the entire time. As you move your head back, you are to suckle the crown of my cock and use your hand to stroke and pump the shaft. Rotate your fingers so you can caress each inch,” he instructed, once again gently guiding her down to show her what he wished. “Oh, and kitten, spread your knees so I can see your cunny as you perform your penance.”
Blushing, she slowly did as he asked, shifting her knees apart before lowering her head a bit further and then a bit more as his hand at the back of her head urged her down another inch. When she felt the tip of his cock at the back of her throat, she tried to pull away.
“No, Lucille,” he said sternly. “You will learn to take all of me into your mouth and throat.”
She knew the task was impossible. He was simply far too large. She could feel her eyes welling at the discomfort of his cock pushing into her throat and there were still several inches of his shaft left in her hand.
“It will take considerable practice, but, little one, I promise you will learn.”
She felt him release her head and understood he was testing her to see if she was willing to at least try to obey or would choose to be naughty. She nodded as best she could and began to learn how to please him with her mouth. Lucas continued to give her soft orders to hold his cock head tighter in her lips, use her tongue to trace along the thick vein beneath the head and swirl across the tip as she accepted the drops of his seed which she learned was also referred to as pre-cum. He gave her encouragement to use her fingers to wrap around him a big tighter and to pump faster as her head bobbed up and down his shaft. Lucy forgot about how she looked. Forgot about anyone else. The only person who mattered was Lucas, the man she’d chosen as her husband. The man she’d picked to be her papa. She wanted to show how sorry she was and concentrated on making a proper penance. That didn’t keep her from gagging occasionally as she took him too deep, or her eyes from welling more at the effort. She also discovered that she couldn’t stop the drool from slipping from her lips as she worked him with her tongue.
Wanting to obey, to please also didn’t keep her from tiring. Her knees began to ache as did her neck from having to constantly lift her eyes to his as she continued to bob her head up and down his shaft. As he continued to press her down, she began to panic with the fear she’d suffocate. Her attempts to pull back, to escape the inch or so of his cock that now resided in her throat, were met with a twist of his fingers in her hair.
“No. Relax and breathe through your nose.”
Her nostrils flared and she attempted to draw in oxygen, discovering that while for the first time in her life she had to make an effort to breathe, she could. Lucas’ nod and the relaxing of his fingers told of his approval. With another shaky inhale, she blinked away tears and continued her atonement. It was another several minutes before she became aware of Lucas sliding his fingers into her hair again.
“Lucy,” he said, his voice a bit strained as his hand palmed the back of her head. “I am going to spend soon. My seed will come in spurts, and though I’ve spilled into your quim several times already, will most likely fill your mouth. You are not to release me until you have swallowed all I give you. No matter how uncomfortable you feel, do not be frightened, for it shall not cause you harm. Keep your lips sealed around me.” He paused as her lips tightened, her tongue dipping once more into his