Page 31 of Beastly Armory
“On your knees, Miss Von Dovish. Kneel in front of the bear.”
Strauss momentarily thwarts my attention. I do as he says and hit the floor in front of Max, who bends over me protectively. Almost trying to hide me from the creature sitting in the chair, watching intently. Max takes a finger and puts it under my chin, lifting my face to meet his gaze. “You don’t have to do this. I’m serious.”
“Yes, she does.” Strauss laughs like it was the best joke he’s heard in a long time.
I nod at him again, then start to rub his massive cock in his dress pants. Max lets out an involuntary sigh, and his head drops back. He’s getting hard already.
“That’s a girl. Now take out his cock.” I wish I didn’t have Strauss’s commentary, but I follow it. Max helps me undo his belt and trousers. Pulling down his black boxer briefs, his thick mass flops out at me. It’s not fully erect, but it’s aroused. And it’s a thing of beauty.
When I stick out my tongue and lick the girthy and perfectly shaped tip, Strauss moves forward in his seat and moans. Max’s fingers thread through my mohawk ends gently. I swirl my tongue more, getting the head wet, but Strauss grunts and says, “He needs sucked, little girl. Can’t you see that? He needs your mouth. Show him your worth.”
I glance up at Max’s face and the gentle look has changed into desperate neediness. He holds my jaw and strokes my cheek with his thumb. Parting my lips, I suck the end of his large cock into my mouth and the grip on my hair tightens.
“Yes, good girl,” Strauss says.
Letting him move farther down my throat, I work Max’s shaft. Taking my hand, I grip the base and twist while using the other to fondle his balls. With my index finger, I gently drag it over his taint, then press up. Max chokes on his spit. “Fuck, little fox,” he whispers to me.
My pussy begins to pulsate and dampen, so I move my thighs closer together to get some friction. As slowly as I can, I writhe against the seam of my pants. I’m enjoying Max’s cock in my mouth way more than I should. Slurping on his shaft, swirling his head, using my hand in coordination, I’m into this job like it’s my calling.
Strauss rises from his staring chair and creeps up behind me. “Here, let me help.” He puts his hand over Max’s on the back of my head and shoves me down the length of my lion. I gag, tears filling my eyes. Strauss holds me there. Max tries to take a step back, but Strauss commands, “Don’t you dare move.”
It’s difficult to breathe. Strauss makes it more difficult by pinching my nose until I can’t get any air. My pulse runs rapidly, and I panic, trying to push Max off my face with a shove on his thighs. As Max pulls back, Strauss releases my nose. I gasp for air around the muscle still in my mouth.
“Again,” Strauss commands. Max grips my head fromStrauss and pushes. I think he’s trying to control things, so Strauss doesn’t. I can get a sip of air, but then Strauss pinches my nose. My vision darkens and my head goes fuzzy until the world fades out. Once I’m aware again, I find my body gasping for air around his cock.
“This is what women weremadefor, Livia. You should feel proud to be doing your duty, fulfilling your role. Worshipping a man like this was why you were created.” He pushes my head again, and before I pass out, he says, “Know your role. Idolize this dick.”
This is how he trains them. His slaves. He repeats this process as I pass out, then come to sipping air. Strauss is telling me that I shouldn’t be trying to lead. “Just follow. That’s what women are good for. Just an orifice. Let yourself be used. It’s your purpose.”
My mind slips in and out of consciousness. Like a nightmare, I hear the words even when the world goes black before I’m back to the light again.
Barely breathing, Max pumps wildly in and out of my mouth as if trying to rush and finish. His balls tighten in my hand before I almost fall over. My limbs go loose at my sides. Strauss pinches, then releases my nose, and I breathe enough to taste some cum spurt down my throat. Max’s cock vibrates in my mouth as he yells, “Oh fuck!” He holds my neck at an angle that I taste every drop while staring into his deep brown eyes. I hate that I love it. Swallowing all of him down, I use the back of my hand to wipe my chin of the saliva that’s dribbled out.
Max stares at me with guilt behind his eyes. I can use that. I can’t let him know how drenched my cunt hadbecome. Max grips me under my arms, lifting me to a stand before wiping some wetness from my bottom lip with his thumb.
“Are you okay?” He holds my limp body up with his firm arms.
I nod and swallow, my throat raw and sore. “Yeah.”
With a hand on the nape of my neck, he squeezes gently. “Stay with me.” His lips breeze across my forehead. “You’re okay. I got you.”
“Oh, Mr. Freidenberg…” Strauss wanders off to the corner of the room and pours himself a drink before returning to the glowing lights of the fireplace. “She enjoyed that much more than you realize.”
Fuck. Strauss is going to blow my cover. Max’s head snaps to me, and I look at the ground as if I’m ashamed, as if I’m upset with him. Hopefully, he buys it. I need him to owe me.
Max releases me, checking to make sure I can stand, and stuffs himself back in his trousers. “I did what you asked. Do I get those business licenses?”
“Yes.” Strauss takes a sip, the ice clinking in the glass irritatingly. “I enjoyed the show. Good job, young lady.” He says it as if he’s not just ten years older than us. “She just needs more training, Mr. Freidenberg. I’d be happy to lend a hand, break her in for you.”
“How about you lend a hand to shake on those licenses instead?” Max thrusts his arm out at Strauss, who eyes it.
“Well, now I did say I wanted two things.”
My heart stops beating, and Max slowly lowers his arm.
“What is that?”
“I’ll give you your business licenses. And, as proof, I’ll make the call now.” Strauss picks up his phone and hits a button. Eyeing us both, he says to the person on the other end, “Approve Mr. Freidenberg’s business licenses. Yes,allof them. Yes.” He ends the call and smiles. When Strauss smiles, it’s terrifying. “You can run your businesses. It’s good for the community.”