I could feel that tell-tale heat building in my pussy as I desperately rubbed my little button, the pleasure so intense that I could barely keep mysel... from moaning out loud. Suddenly my hips bucked a couple of times and I was there, my whole body tensing as I had an orgasm that seemed to last for ages.From what felt like far away I could hear a hoarse moan escape my lips, then just like when I played in the shower my knees buckled and I had to stop myself losing my balance. I was panting hard. ?Such a welcoming mouth there,? the voice said, I could tell he was standing aside so it was not his manhood that currently filled my mouth. ?You will give four blow jobs tonight slut, and then each recipient will score you out of ten. If your combined score is less than 35 tomorrow you will be severely punished.?I listened, gulping a little at the words; I heard a loud moan above me. I worked my tongue against the solid piece of meat in my mouth and felt it twitch. I thought this guy might. But suddenly I was confused. Why now? What changed? I have love for him, fuck, he's one of the best friends I have. He has helped me out more than I have ever deserved. And in that moment, all I could think about were his hands locked around my wrists.I looked up at him, not knowing what to say or think. My mouth felt dry and I licked my tongue across my lips. He seemed to focus on it, and suddenly he was kissing me. I pressed my hands to his shoulders to push him away, but they seemed to melt. The surface they'd been resting on was taken away, leaving them to hang heavy against the wall once more. Jennifer hadn't been able to see any of her brutal treatment, but in her mind's eye she saw her breasts as bruised, battered, misshapen and ruined, defaced by slutty writing marked upon her skin. Despite how much she'd lost, she still had a faint dribble of milk leaking from each nipple, though she could feel she was mostly empty now. The thought of the puddle that must have formed beneath.