As the young former noble knelt looking up at him, the way he seemed to studiously ignore her as he dressed made her feel even more dirty. She felt like an object and now that she had served her purpose he had no need of her. She fidgeted as she waited, desperate to get permission to spit out the thicky goo that stuffed her little mouth. Her hands clenched into small fists as she gagged again and through force of will managed not to start coughing which, with a mouth filled to its limit with semen would have been bad. Still, the texture of it sliding against her tongue felt positively revolting and again and again, she had to fight down her gag reflex.  When he told her to, she did lean her head back carefully opening her mouth to show the thick mix of saliva and cum. She felt humiliated as she sat there with him eyeing the mess at he dressed. With him immaculately dressed she felt even more naked and vulnerable. She tried to hold the position he had told her to but she fidgeted more and more as she sought to distract herself from her predicament.<br/><br/>Again, tears slipped over her cheeks she heard his offer. Degrade herself and he would forgive her transgression. That sounded like punishment anyways although he alluded that his offer was a kindness so she envisioned the punishment would be worse. She nodded, not feeling terribly proud but knowing that it was what he wanted her response to be. Closing her lips tightly she began to crawl toward the door. Still a very innocent girl, Zoey did not realize how appealing she looked crawling like a perfect pet with her shapely ass swaying and her tightly covered mound framed beautifully by her slender legs. She looked over her shoulder as she neared the door, panic rising suddenly to take an icy grip of her chest. The thought of him seeing her like this made her feel degraded, but the thought of others seeing her like this terrified her. The worst of was that she knew that was his plan. He wanted her to disobey. She had no illusions about his enjoyment of punishing her. His hard pulsing erection showed just how much he loved hurting her.<br/><br/>With hot, shameful tears flowing in twin rivers over her cheeks, Zoey crawled into the hall. With just her head poking out she looked around and when she saw no one there she slipped out of the doorway. Sniffling again she knelt beside the doorway and assumed the posture he had taught her. Minutes stretched silently on and she got more and more anxious as he let her sit. Then she heard it, footsteps coming from around the corner. Her face flushed deeply but she opened her mouth wide, displaying her mouth nearly overflowing with thick white goo and saliva. As the footsteps got closer she clenched her eyes shut, not wanting to see the look on the face of whoever saw her. Every part of her wanted to run, even the part afraid of further abuse thought this was too humiliating. Instead she gripped her thighs hard, nails digging in enough to draw a little bit of blood. Her whole gorgeous little body shook but she stayed right where she was.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>