Good Little Cock Sucker

Leah Jaye wants her grade fixed. She shows up at Mark Davis’s door in cut-offs and a tight T-shirt, still reeking of last night’s tequila. One look at her lips and he knows the game. He keeps his voice flat, tells her she can fix it tonight, his way or not at all. She rolls her eyes, calls him a perv, then drops to her knees anyway. He lashes her wrists behind her back with a belt from the coat rack, shoves a black ball gag between her teeth, and pulls the strap tight. The leather creaks every time she fights it. Mark unzips, feeds her his thick cock until her throat clicks. Spit runs down her chin, drips onto her T-shirt. He grips her hair and fucks her mouth in steady strokes, counting each gagging choke like it’s a late assignment. When she tries to pull back he slaps her cheek hard enough to leave red fingers. He flips her over the desk, pulls the cut-offs down to her knees, and works a finger into her ass while she growls through the gag. Once she’s slick, he lines up and pushes his cock in slow, inch after inch, until her hole stretches tight around him. She rocks back for more, bratty even when she’s stuffed full. He fucks her ass in hard, even strokes, one hand clamped on her hip, the other yanking her hair so she arches. The desk rattles. Her moans turn into one long, broken whine behind the gag. When he finishes he stays buried, feeling her pulse around him, then steps back and leaves her bent over, wrists still bound, cum sliding down her thigh.