Ann H by Unknown

and tried to smile. “He’s very
large and my first, I’m—I’m just a bit scared is all.”
    Vintina’s face softened again. She reached
up, gently touching the same spot she smacked. “Of course you are. Take your
time with him. You have all night and everything you need is next to the bed.
When you’re ready for him to be on the bed as well just call and the men will
come in and have him moved.”
    “Yes, Mother,” she whispered again.”
    Her mother kissed her forehead. “Enjoy
him.”
    Katrina stayed still as her mother walked
out of the room, the door closing behind her. She took a deep breath, turning
her head towards the door, thinking about how easy it would be to run out.
However, to do that would anger her mother and cause a beating, and still she
would be expected to do this.
    Most of the girls in her school lost their
virginity in back seats of cars or at parties behind their parents’ back. None
of them ever would’ve thought that their mothers would set up the time and the
guy who would be their first. Why can’t I
have a normal life?
    Another deep breath and she turned towards
the man. His chest rose and fell steadily, nostrils flared, and his hands
fisted and unfisted. She could feel eyes upon her, knew her mother watched
through a real-time camera to make sure that she was going to go through with
this. Closing her eyes, she dug deep down within herself and forced her hand to
move.
    He flinched slightly when she touched his
bare chest. Hot skin, muscles that felt as if they were rippling under her
fingers. She could actually feel his power.
    “You know why you’re here,” she said.  
    He nodded.
    “And you know why I’m here, right?”
    He didn’t know, but cocked his head to the
side and shrugged.
    “Does it bother you?”
    Again, he nodded.
    “Because you’re unwilling?”
    This time he shook his head and she frowned.
    “Is it you being tied up?”
    He nodded.
    Forgetting that she was being watched, she
moved her hand down his chest but didn’t touch the straining cock. “Do you want
to be in charge of my first time?”
    He began to breathe faster and nodded
again.
    “Would you go down on me first?” Now she
closed her hand around the base. So thick, she couldn’t get her whole hand
around him. “Would you let me experience my first pleasure with your mouth and
tongue?” Now she was beginning to see why her mother liked them like this. The
power she felt by being able to touch him and speak to him as she wished and
him unable to stop her.
    He growled low in the back of his throat
and moved his hips as if he was trying to thrust upward towards her.
    “I bet you taste as powerful as what you
feel in my hand.” She went down to her knees before him. “I’ve never done this
before, you know.   Never touched a man,
or kissed one.” She put a light kiss to the crown of his cock. Again, he
growled behind the ball gag.
    Why she was doing this, she didn’t know.
The overwhelming desire to taste him hit and Katrina wasn’t about to ignore
it.  
    She took the head into her mouth, sucked
on it, licked at it, and enjoyed the quick and harsh sounding of his breathing.
She looked up, saw the flaring of his nose, and took even more into her mouth.
    So thick it stretched her mouth, having
Katrina wondering in fear what he would do to her body once she tried to take
him. Her mother was all about control, so for her to do this she would have to
be on top. Not the best position in her eyes for a first time.
    She didn’t suck on him for too long.
Pulling back, Katrina stood up and went over to the door where she could call
for her mother’s men to come in and move him over to the bed. Waiting off to
the side, the men came in and went to work. One took hold of his wrists, the
other took his legs, and together they picked him up, walking over to the bed.
    They dropped him on the bed, arms once
more up over his head and legs spread out, secured on the footboard. Alone once
more, Katrina