Zoey's eyes widened when her Master took a firm hold of her head and with not a word of a warning she was unceremoniously brought down to the very base. He seemed as if he was trying to still push more into her, grinding his cock into her throat and his balls into her chin. Wet slurps gurgles and retches filled the air as his seed filled her throat only to increase as her throat made the motions to swallow but could only hug his shaft more tightly. Tears streamed down the pretty girl's face as she was force fed Quentin's latest deposit and it took long, breathless moments for the stream of thick hot cum to taper off and finally stop. When his hands fell away from her head she jerked back violently, saliva and the remnants she had not swallowed dripping from slack lips as she took giant panic breaths. She had very nearly suffocated on his cock and it took her only a few seconds to gather herself before she leaned in to lick the thick, slimy layer covering his cock and mumbling her thanks for his "gift".<br/><br/>She shook as she struggled to her feet, seemingly unaware of the mess he had made of her hair and makeup or the glistening spit that soaked her cleavage and dress. She looked ruined and it seemed to appeal to him. A soft blush suffused her face as he pushed a hanging lock of hair back over her ear. Her shaking was worse as she knew what was coming. Even the kiss did little to comfort her. His next words were expected. She would cry and scream for his amusement. She bit her lower lip and nodded as he listed off some things that she was to bring with her and quickly departed. For a long moment she simply stared at the floor, sniffling. She gathered herself and stripped the dress off, using the rumpled fabric to dry her chest before simply casting it aside. She gathered up the crop, the paddle, candles, clamps, and a letter opener. Something sharp he had said and she shivered. Without hesitation she hurried to the bedroom, trying not to let the fear she felt show on her face.<span style="color: indigo">"Will these suffice Master?" </span>She asked, balancing all of it awkwardly as she hurried through the bedroom door.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>