“I didn’t have to hurry. I knew you weren’t going anywhere. Get your top off. I want to see you.”

Dawn smiled and leaned back as she unbuttoned her tight, green silk blouse. Her nipples were plain through the thin, expensive silk, but she didn’t worry about that even since Tom told her it didn’t matter if her nipples showed through. Her wardrobe had changed as radically as anything else in her life. Dawn still wore plenty of suits to work, but they were like the ones she had one today, very fitted, with short, tight skirts. Tom loved high heels and stockings, so she dressed in a garter belt and spiked heels every, either strappy little heels or high-heeled boots. Beneath her blouse was a lacy, skimpy black bra that strained to contain her ample chest. Shopping for lingerie had been her favorite part of picking her new wardrobe.

(Original photo by aegipan)
After pulling down the cups of her bra so it thrust out her breasts, she whimpered as she pinched and rolled her own nipples. Tom loved it when she played with herself and it felt so good to do it when she was with him. She could even make herself climax if she masturbated in front of Tom. She supposed she was a closet exhibitionist. She also hiked up her short skirt so he could see her black garters and see-through panties.

“Damn you’re fucking hot. I still can’t believe it,” he exclaimed, touching the lump in his khakis. “Suck my cock.”

“Yes, sir,” she giggled.

Dawn would have smacked anyone else who talked to her like that, or treated her the way Tom tended to. He really did make her feel like she was just his little slut, but she did not complain. Really, she liked it because she knew that was the truth. She was Tom’s slut and deep down she felt she deserved however he treated her. When he ordered her around or treated her roughly it just turned her on and reinforced her feelings about herself. Dawn had gone from a strong woman to a willing submissive.

Lunging across the seat, she quickly had his pants down and his cock in her mouth. She sucked him hungrily, taking his cock to the back of her throat while playing with his balls. Tom lifted off the seat, shoving his prick deep into her mouth. Dawn licked his cock up and down like she was worshipping it, and in a way she was. She loved his cock like no other.

“Aww, shit that’s good. You suck cock so good, Dawn. Shit you make me wanna cum,” Tom purred.

She was thrilled she pleased him, but she didn’t make him want to cum. She wanted him to screw her and she did not have enough time to get him hard again. That took forever. Her free hand was inside her panties and she was rubbing her clit, but she liked it so much better when Tom made her climax.

“Oh yeah, oh yeah … “

He tightened his grip on her head and was fucking her mouth now, taking control. She just tightened her lips and sucked harder. She also rubbed her clit furiously. Her moans vibrated through his cock. She was sure he was going to cum in her mouth and she wanted to cum with him.

At the last second he ripped her mouth away from his shaft. It was too late for Dawn to stop and her cries filled the vehicle as she rubbed herself to a powerful orgasm. She hung her head and shivered as the ripples of pleasure washed over her. She felt nothing but bliss, but she wanted more. One orgasm was never enough anymore.

“Turn around, hike up your skirt,” he ordered.  

(from Dawn's Subjugation, by Jake Marlow)