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You were on your knees in front of him, your hands tied tightly behind your back with his belt. You bit your lip looking up at him, and he raised a red eyebrow at you. His left hand held the riding crop. It came down suddenly with a SMACK. You squeaked as you felt the welt begin to form on your backside.
“Well, officer,” his voice betrayed nothing. “You were given an order.”
His cock was directly in front of your face, already hard and dripping for you. He liked seeing you on your knees. Tentatively, you opened your mouth, your tongue darting out in order to catch a drop of precum. His breath caught at the contact, but he didn’t groan as you had hoped.
Still on your knees, you scooted yourself a bit closer to him. Finally, you took his cock into your mouth and moaned. He tasted salty and bitter, but you didn’t mind. As you sucked, you looked up at his face. He could have been giving a speech for how professional and cold his features seemed.
You took him a bit further down your throat and was rewarded with the slight twitching of an eyebrow. His lips were pressed into a thin line, but there was a slight turn upwards.
“That’s it, officer.” His voice was breathy, and you groaned at the sound. “Suck that cock like a good little slut.”
You closed your eyes, concentrating on the feeling of his dick in your throat. He was letting you do all the work, his hips barely thrusting. You panties were soaked at this point, your cunt throbbing with want.
“You like my cock, don’t you, officer?” His hand tangled in your hair, ruining your regulation bun. “You like the taste of it, don’t you?”
You moaned in answer, sucking him harder. You could barely breathe, and your cunt clenched even harder in response. Fuck! What was this man doing to you?
His hips were thrusting now. He was panting as he held your head tightly, pounding his cock down your throat. “Do you want more, slut? You want to taste my cum?”
You whined through your nose, swallowing around his thickness. Your thighs were rubbing against each other in an effort to get yourself off.
“That’s it! Take it!” The general was suddenly groaning, and you felt his cock twitching on your tongue. “You take that fucking cum like a good little slut.”
You gasped as the alarm went off. Bleary-eyed, your hand pounded against the snooze button. Why couldn’t you have had five more minutes? You stretched, trying to get the kinks out of your neck as you stood up. Your panties were just as soaked as they had been in the dream.
Fuck.