#jschlattsmut

“Fucking aye,” Schlatt mumbles under his breath. You look up at him, his cock in one hand, smiling as you suck him off under his desk. Could the SDP guys hear him whimpering under his breath? You’re not sure, but that was the main objective.

Schlatt had stated he could keep an honest conversation while recording while you give him head. Easy enough? Wrong. He slaps his big hand over his face, trying not to be loud when he’s frothing from his mouth.

His other hand waves the mute button; it looks so tempting. But that would mean he lost. Schlatt doesn't like losing.

"Yeah, man, look, I gotta piss; give me a minute," Schlatt mumbles, hitting the mute button. You giggle at this. You had won.

You gag at as his tip hits the back of your throat. He leaves it there, soaking in the fact that he was in control of whatever you did right now.

He bucks his hips forward, gagging you on purpose with a smirk. God, he's so petty.

"Fuck, you're so annoying," he groans, pulling himself out of your mouth. You cough, and spit dribbles down your mouth. "All you're good for is sucking my cock; that's why I lost."

All you could do was look up, a small smile painting your face. He lets out a loud groan, flinging his head back as he jerks himself off in front of your face.

"Open your mouth," he demands, gripping you by the hair and making you look up at him. You do as he says. Soon after he starts fucking your mouth; you gag around him.

His cock is pounding into your mouth. He's whimpering with his head back. Tears are falling down your face, along with spit and the cum from his tip.

"God, dammit," he moans. You roll your eyes back as he uses your mouth. "Shit, shit! I'm fucking coming. Take it. Take this dick."

He lets out the prettiest cry ever as he reaches his peak. His head is thrown into the chair, his fist is in your hair, and his legs are spread as wide as they can.

"Fuuuuck" is the last word that left his mouth as he spilled his seed into your poor mouth. You swallow every bit because you're just happy to take whatever he'll give you.

As he rides out his high, his grip loosens on your hair, and he pulls you up. He wipes the cum from your lip and makes you suck it off his thumb.

"Thanks, sweetheart," Schlatt murmurs, his hand caressing your face.

"Anytime Jay," you smile and kiss his forehead, leaving the room

When you both reached home, Schlatt slammed the front door behind him causing you to jump, “On the couch.” He demanded, staring you down. “H-hey, I was just messing around...” You stammered, fluttering your eyelashes to appear innocent. “Do I need to repeat myself?” He let out a low growl, “No Sir.” You began to make your way to the couch and sat down, meeting his gaze. “Now, Doll, Did you really think that flirting with the waiter was acceptable. I wonder if I wasn’t there. Would you have let him fuck your perfect pussy, let him take what’s mine?” He taunted, with an evil smirk on his face. He knew you wouldn’t have let anyone do that, but watching you deny and ramble about it was too cute to pass up. “No, No. Schlatt I’d never-I only love you. I only want you-I-“

“On your knees Princess.” You stood up from the couch and kneeled in front of him a bit too quickly. “Awe, is the whore that desperate for my cock?” He cooed, stroking your hair then grabbing a chunk of it and pulling on it. You let out a low hiss before pulling his pants down along with his boxers. You placed your hands on the base and began licking the tip, then took him in your mouth. You could hear low groans from him and he gripped your hair and began thrusting in and out of your mouth. You felt your eyes tearing up, and your throat burning. “God-ngh-you look so pretty when you cry-“ he groaned as he continued fucking your throat. He let out one final thrust and came, “you better fucking swallow, whore.” You listened to him and swallowed despite your throat burning. Then pain only turned you on more, subconsciously you rubbed your thighs against each other. “You’re such a fucking slut, getting off on me using you like a personal flesh light.” Your face flushed a scarlet red.

You began to get up and head to the bathroom, “such a naive little bitch. Did you really think your punishment was over? Go to the bed.” You gulped, wondering what he was going to do to you. You walked into the bedroom and got on the bed. He walked in, “Ass up.” He muttered, you got into a doggy style position, then felt a harsh slap on your ass earning him a moan, “Tch. Can’t even punish you without your slutty body finding plea-...” you turned your head to face him alarmed with his sudden silence, only to see a wicked smirk and you could see the gears turning. “Stay in that position doll.” He laughed a bit, then walked towards his bedside drawer. You watched him take out a bullet vibrator. “Are you going to over stim me?” You asked meekly,

“Oh you wish I would.” His voice was low. He walked back towards you and turned the vibrator on putting it on your clit. “You won’t cum until I tell you to, if do cum you won’t cum for months. I’ll just use you as a cum dump leaving you unsatisfied. Do you want that?” He asked, you shook your head vigorously. “Then tell me when you’re going to cum.” You felt the pleasure growing and you let out a whine, “C-cumming” just as you felt bliss coming over you the vibrator was removed. This kept repeating for what felt like forever but it was only 40 minutes.

“Please please! Sir! Let me cum! I’ll never flirt with anyone I promise! I’m yours! Only yours!” You begged, tears dripping down your face, and thighs shaking. “You’re so pretty when you beg...” He loved the sight in front of him. His sweet smart little girlfriend turned into a begging mess. “Of course you’re mine. I’ll let you cum, sweet girl.” He smiled down at you slightly. Yeah, he was a dick to a lot of people but he loved you so much. He’d sacrifice everything for you.

“Lay on your back, Princess” You were happy to lay on your back for the first time in 40 minutes. He stuck a couple fingers in you and worked on stretching you out, when he was finished prepping you he thrusted in abruptly causing your head to throw back on the pillow. He started out slow but then began to thrust roughly, “Open your mouth” , then he spat in your mouth “Swallow b-ngh you’re so fucking right for a whore...” he groaned. A couple thrusts later you felt heat pool in your lower abdomen. Your vision blurred and your eyes teared up, then you came. “Fuck. You’re so hot.” He groaned resting his forehead on yours. “I know you have one more in there for me.”

Bonus;

He grabbed a warm cloth and wiped off the sweat and cum from your body. “You did so well, my perfect girl.” He kissed your forehead. “I’m gonna get you some water, don’t worry.” He left the room and returned with water. “Was I too rough?” He asked concerned, “No, don’t worry it was great.” You muttered, a sleepy smile on your face. “I love you Schlatt...” “I love you too, now just rest.”