A Desperate Blowjob

Mason walked over to the podium and around the helpless girl, like a vulture circling its prey, deliberating on what he should start with first. Her gagged mouth caught his attention. The penis gag did a fine job of gagging her just enough from time to time, so that she could not stop drooling. He was turned on by the saliva dripping down from her gagged mouth, some of it onto her chest and stomach. At this point, he was pretty hard and was fantasizing about shoving his dick into her sloppy mouth.

"Is the gag too much for you?" asked Mason.

The girl nodded.

Mason slowly removed the gag from her mouth, and as he did so, her drool dripped from the gag and her mouth.

"Thank you, Mas--"

But before she could finish, her cheek was met with a strong slap, making her neck twist and face turned sideways.

"Speak only when you are spoken to," warned Mason.

She nodded, holding back her tears.

"Good. What is your name?" asks Mason.

"August, master," said the girl.

"Why don't we play a little game, August. I will leave my dick in your mouth for five minutes to make me cum. If you succeed, I will let you out of the bondage, but if you fail, I get to play with you for the next hour, and we restart. Fair enough, right?" asked Mason.

"Whatever you want, master," replied August.

"Good."

He stood on top of her, with his legs on either side of her body, and his dick lying on her face. Her face was at the perfect height for him to do whatever he wanted.

"And your time starts... Now!" He shoved his dick in her mouth, and started a timer on his phone.

August had an influx of thoughts, as she started sucking his cock, bobbing her head as much as she could with her neck still shackled. She tried to recall what the guys liked when she had sucked cocks, and put it to use. She started by wrapping her mouth around his dick, creating a suction and slowly moving her head so that her soft lips were massaging Mason's shaft. While she did so, she used her tongue to play with the tip of the penis, and she could feel some pre-cum in her mouth.

"Four minutes."

She had to hurry, but having his pre-cum in the first minute was good progress. She began playing with the penis, starting with her tongue, licking the pre-cum and applying pressure.

"Three minutes."

She felt his dick getting hard in her mouth, and started moving her head more aggressively. It hurt her neck, but she had to give Mason the best blowjob of his life.

"Two minutes."

If there was one thing she had learned over the years, it was that guys liked the thought of throat-fucking a girl. She lifted her head as much as she could, so that Mason's dick went further down her throat, and then she started moving her head back and forth while also twisting and using her tongue as much as she could.

"One minute."

She was choking herself in the process, which tightened her throat around Mason's dick. It was getting harder, and she knew he was close.

"Ten seconds."

August opened her mouth, spit out her drool on his dick and took a big gasp of air for one last attempt. She created a suction again so that her lips would never separate from his penis and desperately bobbed and twisted her neck, making sloppy sounds.

"Three."

She could feel Mason's dick tighten up. He was really close, but was holding onto his orgasm.

"Two."

Faster! she thought to herself.

"One."

And as he said one, he held onto August by grabbing her disheveled locks of hair on each side of her head, and shoved his dick deeper down her throat, to the point that she could barely breathe. He could feel her resisting in his hands, but he made sure that her head could not move an inch. Her body arched trying, to breathe while taking in his dick. And he came in her throat.

August had then run out of air. Her animal instinct kicked in, as she started flailing her hands and tried shaking her neck, in a desperate attempt to get some air, or to reach out for help-- but she was being firmly held down in place, and the bondage did the rest. All she could do was take his cum down her throat, and helplessly squirm in bondage.

Mason was getting off to the sound of metal clicking, as her right hand moved up and down the metal rod, trying to find a way out. She resisted for a couple of seconds, as Mason's cum guzzled down her throat before her body went limp, as she came to accept her fate. She was about to fall unconscious, when Mason pulled his dick out of her mouth as he was done ejaculating.

August was gasping for air, her stomach trying to rise against the bondage straps to try to get as much air as possible. Her ears were ringing, and she had no idea where she was, when she was met with another slap to the face which brought her back to her senses.

"Clean my dick," demanded Mason, as he shoved the tip back in her mouth.

She sucked on it and licked it clean before swallowing the cum. Her face was flushed and there was some cum dripping down the side of her lips. Mason wiped it off and fed it to her with one of his fingers. She sucked on it.

"Good girl," said Mason as he patted her head, and kissed her on the forehead.

"You did well. It's a shame, though, you fell short by a couple of seconds," said Mason, as he walked away from the podium.

August could not see Mason, but from his footsteps, she could gauge the general direction that he was heading. She heard a familiar clanking of metal devices as she would when Tim would play with her. But she had a feeling that Mason was a different animal altogether, and that the next hour was going to be the longest sixty minutes of her life.