I began trembling with fear, I didn’t want to put that in my mouth. I slowly let go of him and put my hand on the mattress. Walter looks at me angerly, he grabbed my hair and pulled my face close to his penis. “What did I tell you to do? Suck it, now do it,” Walter demands.

I open my mouth hesitantly, Walter got impatient and shoved it in my mouth. My mouth closes around it once his dick entered my mouth. “I bet you’ve never done anything like this before, do your best ok Skylar,” Walter cooed petting my hair.

I sucked in my cheeks and glanced up at the man who’s dick was in my mouth. He was enjoying every second of this. I continue doing this with sadness and anger.

I felt a strange substance fill my mouth. I spit Walter’s dick out of my mouth. I spit the substance out onto the ground. “Skylar you're supposed to swallow it not spit it out. We will practice that later,” Walter smiled at me.

My face turned pale. I felt like I was going to be sick, I wanted to sleep, but I wasn’t allowed to he wouldn’t let me. “Tomorow we are going to turn the tables, you will be allowed to be inside of me and I’ll be doing what you just did,” Walter said with a sick smile as he put his hand on my boxers and felt me up. “Would you like to sleep in an actual bed?” Walter asked as he walked upstairs.

I nodded in agreement, Walter motioned for me to follow him, so I did, he leads me to a room with one bed in the center of the room. Walter went into a closet that was in the corner of the room and grabbed a large shirt and a pair of shorts, he tossed the clothes over to me, I put the shirt on, which was more of a dress cause of the size difference. I put the shorts on which completely didn’t fit, so I didn’t wear them. Walter changed into a shirt that looked like the one I was wearing and a pair of shorts that were similar to the ones I couldn’t fit into. “I’m going to sleep Skylar,” Walter exclaims getting into the bed.

I slowly sit onto the bed wanting to sleep as well. “No!” Walter yells pushing me off the bed.

“Where am I going to sleep then, I mean I could sleep on the floor if you really want me to-” Walter cut me off before I could finish what I wanted to say.

“You will sleep in bed with me, but first you need to do something,” Walter said pointing to a chair in the corner of the room.

“Sit there and practice,”

“Practice what and when can I go to sleep?”

“Practice having fun with me, you need to be ready for tomorrow, and you can go to bed once you cum,”

I looked down at my feet and slowly walked over to the chair in the corner of the room, I pulled up the shirt I was wearing so I could look down at what Walter wanted me to practice on, I sat on the chair and clutched it with both hands. I looked over at Walter and he nodded at me as if I was going a good thing. “I want to hear you moan, or you won't be allowed to go to sleep,” Walter says before laying down in the bed.

I’ve never masturbated before now, and I wasn’t planning on ever doing it, but now look where we are. I looked down at my hands which were still gripping onto something they should never hold and doing what they are about to be. My brain was my only support in this, just talking to me almost, and just when the coast is clear I glance over at Walter’s body laying in the bed waiting for the sound of me enjoying myself. I looked back down at my hands. I look at them with a seductive smirk and squeezed.