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Beth is the second feature at the drive-in.

She let out a sigh of relief that was tinged with an unmistakable tone of regret. She always felt that way when he stopped torturing her, whether it was a spanking or lashing that she so richly deserved, or slow persistent circles of a finger in her cunt until she felt like she was going to die if he didn't stop.

He stood in front of her and swept his eyes over her body, she was naked and he was still fully clothed. One of his hands returned to find a grip in her hair and the other grasped her wrist, placing her hand on the front of his pants. She could feel his cock, already hard, straining against the fabric.

"On your knees bitch." He said in a soft, sure voice and she felt something twist inside her again sending a pulse through her body. On purpose, she didn't move fast enough to make him happy, so he forced her down by his grip on her hair and pressed her face tightly against the fabric of his pants. She could feel the heat from his erection as her hand stroked along his shaft.

"Take out my cock." He said softly again, but his voice was so steady, so sure that you could never argue with it. She reached both her hands up and untied his belt, his grip in her hair keeping her on the level that pleased him. Slowly, she pulled his zipper open and freed his impressive cock. She stroked it lightly with her fingers, letting herself enjoy the feel of it in her hands. She heard a low rumbling start in his chest and he pulled her head closer to him. "Suck it." He said, this time with a little more urgency. She smiled, and wrapped her lips around him and started sucking lightly.

She felt him growing harder within her mouth. At first she was able to take most of him into her, but as she sucked, he got bigger until she only had the head between her lips again. He moaned, and with an iron grip in her hair, he pushed her head further down onto him, shoving his cock deep into her throat. She felt her throat spasm around the head as she tongued the rest of him with enthusiasm and was rewarded by another short groan.

She ran her fingers along the base of his shaft as he started a thrusting rhythm, pumping his cock into her willing mouth with short, firm strokes. She pressed her tongue tightly to his shaft so every time he pumped into her, he felt it stroking him. He released her hair, and the second that he did, she pulled her mouth back and flickered her tongue lightly and rapidly over his tip, holding him and stroking him with her hand. She did it over and over and over again, just light touches like angel kisses on his cock as he grew harder with each touch.

She was doing this on purpose, like what he'd done with her nipples. This was her tiny way of taking control. His hand returned to her hair and he pushed on her, the clear indication that she was to resume the more vigorous sucking that he had so enjoyed a moment before, but she was lost in the moment and pulled away from him, still just giving him the tip of her tongue.

With force, he yanked her head back and slapped her hard across the face with his other hand. She cried out as she hit the floor and just lay there for a moment, slightly stunned. Standing over her, he shoved his pants the rest of the way down and pulled his shirt off over his head. He was still hard for her like she knew he would be. She smiled, feeling a light trickle of blood from the corner of her mouth.

He used his foot to push her until she was lying on her back on the floor, he then straddled her and lowered himself to his knees, pinning her arms to the sides of her body. She didn't struggle against him. He looked at her and shook his head, his eyes were cold and hard. She'd been bad, and she was going to pay for it tonight.

"Open your mouth bitch, wide as it can go.

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