"Okay, Max," she said tiredly. "You hold all the cards… for now. I'll keep dancing to your music."
"Atta girl," Max chortled. "But just to make sure you mean it, I'm gonna test you."
Oh, Christ, now what? Anna thought apprehensively as she watched Max go to the far side of the room and sit in a chair.
"Okay, baby, take off your clothes," Max ordered good-naturedly.
"Don't you have any imagination, Max," Anna asked disgustedly. She began to strip off her dress, trying to put as little seductiveness into it as possible. She'd be damned if she'd give Max any kicks she didn't have to. Her clothes came off easily – she wasn't wearing many. The light summer dress went first, the one that Jack Hollister had been so eagerly staring down. Underneath it she was wearing only a bra, panties, and long sheer stockings held up by a garter belt. She took off the bra and her large, shapely breasts swung free, the nipples hardening slightly as soon as the cooler air touched them. To her disgust she saw that Max was massaging his big cock into hardness through the material of his pants while lecherously watching her undress. She was bending down to take off her garter belt when he stopped her.
"No, leave it on," he ordered. "Just unhook it so you can take off your panties, and then snap it back up again." Anna hesitated, and then shrugged. Well, it takes all kinds, she thought. She did as he asked, and a few moments later was standing dressed only in her garter belt and stockings. Her curly brown pubic hair showed obscenely underneath the elastic and straps of the garter belt, and she felt more naked than if she'd taken everything off.
"Mmmmm, mmmmm, downright nice," Max murmured. Anna could see that his awakening penis had formed a huge bulge in his pants. Max saw where she was looking and smiled. "Glad you noticed that, Anna, because you're gonna suck it off."
Anna flinched when she heard this. She'd sucked cock lots of times in her experience-packed life, and loved it – anybody but Max's. She loathed the ultimate humiliation of having her hated tormentor shoot his searing hot load of sperm into her mouth.
But what choice did she have? Like he said, if she were nice to him, maybe he'd give her back those documents. She started to walk across the room to get it over with.
"Hold it!" Max said sharply. She stopped, confused.
"I want you to crawl over to me… on your hands and knees," he said with a sneer.
"Max, you can go fuck yourself," she snapped back.
"SHADDUP!" he roared suddenly. "That's just the attitude we have to do something about. Now, you gave me a lot of lip last night, and a lot of lip when you came home this afternoon. We gotta purge that fucking pride out of you… give you a dose of Christian humility. So, down on your knees… NOW… and get your ass over here!"
Anna hesitated, hating him, but then sullenly knelt down and started to walk over to Max on her knees.
"No!" he ordered. "Crawl!"
Getting down on all fours, Anna crawled over to Max, stopping when her head was even with his knees. He parted them into a big vee.
"Right up to my cock," he ordered.
She moved in between his knees until her face was only inches away from the awesome bulge in his pants.
"Okay, wise-ass cunt. Unzip my pants and fish it out."
Her cheeks burning with shame and rage, Anna raised one hand and quickly opened Max's fly. Reaching in, she fumbled through his shorts until her hand made contact with his naked cock beneath. My God, it's hot! she thought as she began to tug it out through the narrow opening in his pants.
"Ow, take it easy!" Max growled. "You're gonna bust the damn thing in two." A moment later his huge organ had burst free of the confining material and lay in her hand, thrusting obscenely up from his loins, surrounded by a frieze of his bristling pubic hair.
"Pump on it awhile," he said, his voice suddenly hoarse now that her hand was wrapped around his eagerly throbbing organ. Anna began to slide the heavy outer skin up and down the iron-hard core, with little interest at first, but then more and more quickly as she saw his disapproving look.
"Oh, Christ!" he moaned. "I feel like I'm gonna pop my nuts already. Slow down for a minute."
Anna bit her lips in irritation. Too bad the big pig hadn't shot off in her hand. It was a lot better than in her mouth. He was close. His mammoth rod throbbed hotly against her palm, and a single shining drop of sperm glistened at the swollen tip. Max saw it, too.
"Lick it off," he ordered gleefully. "Wipe me clean with your tongue."
Distastefully, Anna leaned forward and slithered her tongue across the empurpled tip of Max's cock. Instantly her senses were flooded with the salty tang of hot sperm. Seeing that Max was relaxed, enjoying her debasement, she suddenly shot out her tongue again and stabbed it sharply into the tender little opening on the end, trying to make him cum.
"Aaaaggghhh," Max moaned loudly, at the same time violently pushing her away from his twitching organ. "I said take it easy for a minute!" he yelled.
"Just trying to make it good for you, boss," she said sweetly, a hard glitter in her eyes. It took Max a moment to get himself back under control.
"Okay, baby, it's ready. Take it in your mouth and suck it!" He leaned back in the chair, his huge fleshy stalk standing above his body like an evil weed.
Steeling herself, Anna leaned her head forward and placed her mouth on the great organ. God, I forgot how big the damn thing is, she thought in consternation. How will I get it all in my mouth? She opened her lips as wide as she could, stretching them painfully as she slipped them over the huge mushroom-shaped head. She began to suck immediately, to take her mind off the obscene picture she must make with this monstrous male penis jutting disgustingly from her face.
"Oh, baby, you're getting the idea, but put the whole thing in your mouth, not just the tip!" To illustrate his point, Max reached forward and, tangling his hands in her thick dark hair, pulled her head downward while at the same time he thrust his loins up hard, ramming his thick stalk brutally into her surprised face.
Anna started to gag as she felt the end of Max's swollen organ invade the back of her oral cavity. She struggled for control, afraid that she might strangle, and found to her relief that she could take the whole hot throbbing cock into her mouth if she half-swallowed it.
"Okay, baby, now suck it as if your life depended on it," Max said. Still holding her by the hair, he began to force her mouth up and down on his meaty shaft while he fucked his hairy loins up into her face.
And Anna began to suck in earnest, wanting to get it over with, wanting to make this disgusting man cum, even if it was into her own mouth. Her well-trained throat muscles took over, opening to admit Max's thrusting penis in to the hilt, and then closing behind it as her tongue locked avidly around the slithering shaft. She forgot for the moment who it was below her, forcing her into this humiliating and degrading act, and did her best to bring the hot sperm boiling up from the hairy balls still hidden inside his pants.
Max looked down in delight as Anna slaved over his sensation-filled cock. Her heavy dark hair fell forward around her lovely face so that at times all he could see was the white shaft of his aching cock disappearing into a shining brown nimbus. He jerked her hair back, wanting to see the expression on her face, delightedly searching for the signs of hate and rebellion he loved to see there. But her face was blank, without feeling. Her eyes stared glassily down the length of his throbbing fleshy staff, and her cheeks hollowed and filled mechanically as she sucked. With a snarl, Max rammed Anna's beautiful head down on his cock, wanting to hurt her, but she took it easily, used to his enormous presence in her mouth by now.