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Student Life — part 4
The blackmail continues, and now Connor is in on the act…
How the hell are you supposed to successfully beg to suck someone’s cock when you have no idea of the words the person wants to hear, as you hardly know them. And at the same time, you can barely put two thoughts together in a string as you desperately, so desperately, need sexual release yourself? What did get through to me from what he said was that I couldn’t cum until he did.
In a way, this was nonsense. In any normal relationship, I’d have told him to go to hell, walked out, and then frigged myself silly back in my room. I didn’t need his damn permission to do that. Except this wasn’t normal at all. My blackmailer had told me to use whatever methods were necessary for me to get to perform a blowjob on this man, and I couldn’t leave until I did.
That put me firmly into his hands, and the power in this relationship (such as it was) was all with him. If he denied me permission to blow him then my life was as good as over. If this was an assignment, then I’d have spent time thinking it through, working out all the permutations. I could barely think of my name now though, let alone the consequences of what I was going to say.
I had no idea how long it had been since I’d entered the room, since he had started touching my body, but it…
