Her Place Chapter 6B

KANE LIIIIIVVVVEESSSS!

Er, sorry, wrong property. I live. And as I live I'm really starting to get back in theme. Here's the second part of Chapter 6, third part coming soon. 

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Stan pulled her forward, pushing her down a little as Linda adjusted herself, on her knees, looking up at Stan.

Her man.

Her Master.

And on her knees was Her Place.

She stared at his cock. It was thick, the heavy balls swaying, full of his semen. Linda licked her lips, a tiny whimper sounding in her throat.

She’d never done this before, not like this. She’d never actually sucked a man off becuse she was too arrogant and just silly…

But now…

Stan pulled her forward and she kissed his cock, the skin hot on her lips and tongue. The precum was…

She moaned, and then ran her tongue over his cockhead, the sensation incredible. Linda kissed it and opened her mouth, taking the thick shaft into her mouth, her lips and tongue massaging hit, even as she arched her back, and cupped her tits to encompass the thick shaft within her arm flesh, trickles of her saliva lubricating the masses of flesh, letting his thick shaft slide between them.

Linda kept bobbing her head, Stan’s hand tangled in her hair, gripping her negligently, like a master controlling a favored….

Girl…

She shuddered at that thought. Did he even care what her name was? Did she care? After all it was her place to serve her man. To make him decide she was good enough to cook and clean and fuck and suck…

Linda kept working at it, suppressing her gag reflex as she took his cock deeper with every bobbing motion of her head.

“Good,” Stan’s voice was a growl. “You’re a fucking good slut. I never thought about it, not until now. But I think you can use some discipline.” He pulled Linda closer, his cock filling her throat to punctuate his words. “But I think you can be a good girl if you work really hard at it. After all, you know your place now, don’t you.”

Moan… Linda kept her tits firmly wrapped around Stan’s cock, but now she flicked her thick nipples with her fingers, little shocks of pleasure running through her slutty body.

And it was a slutty body. A body made to serve her man. Linda wondered at all the years she would have been offended by the thought. All the stupid, wasted, years, because now here she was, on her knees, sucking a man off, sucking a man who would make her his, and it was perfect.

“There are going to be some changes here,” Stan said. “Listen.”

Linda shuddered, controlling her own need, her desire to make sounds of pleasure around his wonderful cock. She listened.

Through the air, and the vents. Moans. Cries. Women… women finding their place. Linda remembered how the closet had been stripped. How she’d been one of the last to realize how important it was to keep things clean. Executives, secretaries, on their hands and knees scrubbing, cleaning, wanting to make the offices ready…

Ready for their men. And right now, like Linda, they were being rewarded.

Rewarded for their hard work. Their hard work for their men.

And then Linda got to working on her man’s cock, redoubling her efforts to pleasure him in his office.

His place.