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[[Category:Blacked Widow]]
Emma knows her only real choice is whether what happens is on the internet or not.

"The first deal, Master."

"Good girl." He adjust the crop and place it in her mouth, instructing her. "Hold this, when I remove the crop, that is your signal, you know what to say don't you?"

He waits for Emma to nod then leaves her sight returning quickly he holds up a small microphone for her to see, he clips the mic to her collar just under her chin and then removes the crop from her mouth.

"I'm Emma Jones and I don't use a safe word."

"Are you ready to begin, Slave?"

Knowing her deal relies on her compliance she says. "Yes Master."

He strokes Emma's hair smoothly moving it away from her face before holding up a wicked looking contraption of chrome and leather, forcing the "O" part between her teeth holding her mouth wide open, while he is buckling the straps at the back of her head Emma can only see is hard cock bobbing in front of her, it's circumcised,  about nine inches long and quite thick but not as thick as the "O" ring currently holding open her mouth, it's then she realises what the device is for. 
The old man is finished putting on the "O" ring and takes hold of his cock with one hand and guides it into Emma's mouth, with slow strokes he begins to fuck her mouth just going an inch deeper every time, Emma tenses up waiting for it to hit the back of her throat but it does't happen, the collar holding her head up and the position of the bench as left Emma's throat perfectly aligned and the cock keeps pushing down it, when Emma starts to gag she is sure he's going to pull out, but he keeps on with the slow steady strokes going further and further down her throat ignoring her gagging and retching and only stopping when his pubic bone his resting against her nose.
Emma struggles to force the cock out of her throat but he pinches her nose shut and only releases it when she stops her struggling. Not wanting to pass out Emma switches her struggles to concentrating on breathing through her nose, despite the fact it's being tickled by the old man's pubic hairs she finally manages to relax enough to let air into her lungs. It seemed to be what he was waiting for as soon as he sensed the change he pulled out quick and drove it back in, for the next ten minutes he fucked her mouth fast and hard, no longer gagging on the cock Emma spent the time trying to catch big breaths between each stroke until he pulled out and unloaded his cum all over her face.

He unbuckles the "O" ring and removes it from her jaw. Emma opens and  closes her mouth to try to take the ache away, her throat feels sore but she's relieved not to be in any real pain.

"Well done Slave, that was very good, you deserve a reward." He removes the collar and releases the straps on her thighs allowing her to straighten her back, he then removes the spreader bar from her ankles but leaves the cuffs on. "There, is that better?"

"Yes Master, thank you."

What next?
*[[Release(BW)]]
*[[Humiliation(BW)]]