This chapter is part of a continuing story. Although some chapters may stand on their own, for proper character development and story line intensity, this series is a continuous story and should be read as such.
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Lucy and Rita got up. They each took an arm and picked the whimpering slut up to her knees. They brought her over and presented her between my open legs. Lucy started to remove the gag, but I stopped her. "Not yet, I have something to explain to her, first."
She needed an extra something to satisfy me. I was giving her another chance. Knowing the punishment she would receive should be an incentive for her. Still, I wanted to know before I removed the gag, just in case another lesson was needed.
I took her head in my hands and looked her in the eye. She looked frightened at what I might do. That's just how I wanted her to feel. "I'm going to give you another chance. You know the punishment, if you don't succeed this time, right?"
She nodded her head. She didn't seem as excited in continuing as she had, at first.
"I just want you to know that was the green button I was pushing. The last time, it was the yellow button. I wanted you to feel it, because if you don't succeed this time, that is how you will be punished. Do you understand?"
She nodded her head, again. Fright was still in her eyes. But, I think she was also determined to succeed, too.
"So, now that you know the score, are you ready to give it another try? Or, do I shove you back onto the floor for some added coaxing?"
She quickly nodded her head. She knew her fate, if she didn't succeed, but she also knew what would happen if she didn't want to try. I made sure she understood.
"OK, Lucy, you can remove her gag. Let's see if she has any new ideas for swallowing cock. She better, or her ass hole will surely pay the price."
Lucy untied the scarf, and pulled the panties out of her mouth. I knew her mouth was dry, and asked Rita to get her a glass of water. "I want her throat sufficiently lubricated before she starts. I'll give her that much help."
Rita went into the bathroom and got her a drink. She walked over and handed me the glass. I held it to the slut's lips and helped her drink. She drank the whole glass of water. "I think we've been lax in the slut's needs. She's had quite a workout, tonight."
I looked at her, and then the empty glass. "Do you want another drink, slut?"
"Yes please, Sir."
"Rita, get her some more water, will you?"
Rita gave me a funny look, when she took the glass from my hand. She thought I was treating the slut too nicely, I think. But, her fluid intake was low. If she wasn't physically able to perform, we would suffer, too. So, giving her a drink was helping our satisfaction, too.
Rita came back with the second glass of water. I held it to the slut's lips as she drank most of it down. Seeing there was still some water in the glass, I asked, "Have you had enough? There's still some in here."
"No, Sir, I'm fine. Thank you, Sir."
"Fine, huh? Well, it's time to get down to business, then. I'll see just how fine you are."
I pointed to my hard cock and then to her mouth. "Put this in there, and swallow." She cleared her throat and went right to work. Just as before, she didn't waste any time getting it into her mouth. And, she quickly pushed it down to her throat.
Gagging on my cock, she still couldn't get all of me into her throat. I decided some coaching might help. I knew my brand of coaching wouldn't really be positive, but I thought it would get results, just the same. "Come on, slut. That's no better than last time. Don't disappoint me, here. You can do better than that. Your ass depends on it."
"Literally," Rita laughed.