CHAPTER FOUR — STEPHANIE
"Get back on the ground," he says, "and on all fours. Face me."
He's still sitting on the couch. I get on my hands and knees and face him. It's like I'm a dog or something. I'm aware of my bright red ass, stinging from the spanks.
"Good," he says. "Now arch your back and open your mouth. You have to take one more cock in your slutty little mouth, and then your punishment will be done. Now open wide."
He undoes his pants and slips his cock in my mouth.
He's somehow even rougher than Greg, face-fucking me to the point where I'm gagging.
He groans and grabs my hair, thrusting deep.
He reaches behind him and grabs something.
A second later, I feel something hit my ass cheek.
It's the wooden spoon. He's spanking me while he's throat-fucking me, which is somehow much worse than the previous spanking.
He keeps going, thrusting and spanking me in tandem.
His spanks aren't as hard as before, probably because he's focused on getting his cock sucked, but I can still feel them.
"Arch," he says, and hits me again.
The position I'm in is so humiliating and demeaning, so revealing. I'm gagging even more, and he holds each thrust longer, keeping his cock there.
"Take it," he says. "Now swallow every last drop."
He thrusts once more and a huge load of semen enters my mouth. I swallow it as quickly as I can, and it slides down my throat. When I do, finally my mouth is empty again, but it's coated in the remnants of thick liquid.
He does up his pants and then turns to Greg and David.
"All right, well, thank you for your help, gentlemen," David says. "I think we're good."
They nod at David, and without even looking at me, they leave. It's beyond rude, but I'm also glad they're gone. As soon as the door shuts, David turns to me.
"So, do you think you learned your lesson?" he asks.
I nod. What can I even say after all that?
"Good," he says. "Now that we've got your discipline out of the way, I think it's time that you do your cleaning, don't you?"