The feel of the thick cockhead pulsing against her tongue as it pushed slowly deeper felt alien and disturbing to Zoey. As her wide eyes stare up into his face she saw the indications of pleasure on his face and the part of her that had given in already felt overjoyed. If she pleased him he probably would not punish her anymore. She secretly hoped that he might recind some of the punishments that she had already earned, like being displayed for his other servants to punish. That thought still filled her with terror. She still felt shame, but again her sense of pride fell behind her sense of self-preservation.<br/><br/>When he began to instruct her, she tried to follow his instructions in an attempt to please him but even when she relaxed her throat she could not help it. it was not just the dimensions of his cock that were causing her trouble although it was a large part of it. it was also the sticky precum in both texture and flavor that she was causing her to gag as well as the simple realization of the act itself. She tried to push more in, afraid of disappointing him, but when she did she gagged harshly. Her face flushed and her eyes watered and her had jerked back to where her mouth had been. He tongue slid awkwardly against the underside of his cock in an attempt to please him without having to take more. She just could not do it and she started to tremble as she feared her inability would make him begin to punish her again.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>