C*m in my mouth

He threw his head back, his face now offered at the ceiling like a sacrifice while he moved his hips, sliding in and out of my mouth. Strings of tears continued coming out from the corners of my eyes as I held my breath, hoping he'd cum soonest possible. I wouldn't last long if he kept at it. I'd pass out cold in that cubicle and be tossed back in the nasty cell.

No. I had to hold on a little longer. I convinced my body to stay strong and pleaded with my lungs to suffer only for a while. Getting a nice room to sleep in was worth this sacrifice.

"Gnnngh!" He bit in a moan looking like he was using every bit of energy in his body to put a restraint on himself. Fuck this bastard! He was having the time of his life while I was on my knees choking and crying. He could have cum by now, but no, he had to hold himself back t torture me.

I couldn't do it anymore. I had to make him cum.

Determined to win against the damned bastard, I put my hands on the back of his waist and pushed my head against his body before going rigid.

"What are you d- nnnngh!" The hand that had been guiding my head grabbed my hair and tried pulling me away from him.

But I hadn't sacrificed my throat to let it end here. Sure I'd be sore after this due to his massive cock, but before that happened, I wanted to make him moan as he came.

I suddenly squeezed his cock using my throat muscles and held my position.

"Ke- Not ye- dammit! I'm going to- aaaargh! Fuck you li- nngghhh!"

Judging from the way his cock was growing slightly bigger, I knew he was about to cum.

'Back off!' An alarm rang in my mind, prompting me to withdraw. But two large strong hands slammed my face against his body as their owner moaned out, cursing my name in the heat of the moment. Just before he exploded in my sore throat like a burst pipe.

The feel of his cum forcing its way down my throat with some leaking out, made me gag even more. I had tasted Mike's cum when I did it the first time and I hated it.

But as Ilay pulled out his shaft from my throat, it brought up some of his cum to my buds, making me taste it without having planned.

Oddly, it had a sweeter flavor to it than its saltiness which made my body feel weird.

But still, I coughed it out, unable to swallow everything.

A bubbling laughter filled the cubicle from above. It sounded angry yet amused at the same time, beckoning me to look up. Our eyes met as he was pushing back hair out of his beautiful face. "Where did you learn that? Did that guy teach you?"

I just glared for I couldn't talk at the moment. Not with my throat on fire.

From my view, Ilay looked like a giant. His tall lean body with all the right muscles from his legs to the ones on his arms and chest gave him an air of manliness that was spiced by his facial features. His waist was slender yet manly, and damn, I wanted to wrap my arms around it just to satisfy my curiosity.

The long Chinese dragon tattoo covering a better part of his left arm was eye-catching yet was always hidden under the long sleeves of the shirts he wore. For a second, I wondered what he'd look like in a casual outfit and that cool tattoo out in the world.

He caught me ogling and just grinned doubling over. "You look so pretty with cum-" his right hand came to my face, his thumb wiping the cum trailing from my mouth, "-coming out of this pretty little mouth." He pushed his thumb between my lips. "Don't waste it, traitor's sister. My cum is worth more than you will ever earn in your shitty little life."

'Don't lose your temper right now Kally. You've already done the worst part of it.'

Yes. The blowjob was over, now I could voice my request.

I pushed his hand away and collected myself off the floor, courage brimming my chest.

Ilay straightened as I rose to dominate my height by at least nine inches.

"I want a room above here!" I blurted bravely, staring right into those cold blue eyes. The same eyes that chained me while he fucked all those people.

If I was to win against such an immoral bastard, I had to hold my ground and show him no weakness.

"A room? With how bad that blowjob was?" His right eyebrow was perched, taunting me.

Anger got the better of me and I poked his chest with my index finger furiously. "You just came in my throat you animal! A deal is a deal! If you dare go back on your word I'll..."

His eyebrow raised even more, a curious-amused expression dawning on his face. "Please, do continue. I'd like to hear what a powerless girl like yourself will do to me. I must say-" a hand came grabbing my still aching throat before swinging my body and slamming it against the wet wall, "-you're the first person to dare threaten me!" He finished it in a harsh his, his naked body pressing on mine while his mouth was positioned close to my ear.

"Tell me Jelly, did your sister ever tell you who I am?"

"It's Kally!" I spat, grateful that his hand wasn't choking me. But still, it didn't make my throat any comfortable. "Let go!" I whispered trying to pull his hand down.

Ilay chuckled in my ear, making me ticklish. If I wasn't in pain, I'd have giggled right then and there. "I see. So you're the only one who didn't know about me? The real me. No wonder they thought you would be safe." He laughed again while pulling his upper half away from me.

The hand in my throat dropped, letting me gasp in as much air as I could to put out the fire in my lungs. What was that for?

I scowled at him while massaging my throat.

Ilay smirked yet the rest of his face screamed rage. "The more I look at you, the less you look like your sister. And that's good news for you, Jelly."

"Kally!"

"Kelly, Jelly, Kally, Pelly, make no difference to me. You'll be what I call you. Am I clear, Jelly?"

I didn't answer, okay glared. There was no more energy in my throat left to force myself to speak. His cock had done enough damage.