"Well, okay." It wasn't like she hadn't done that before. She had been afraid he wanted something weird.

"First, turn around and put your hands behind your back."

"What? Why?"

"Because I'm going to tie your hands."

"Now way!" she said, jerking backwards.

"I'm not going to hurt you. I just want your hands behind you when you suck me."

"Why? Are you afraid I'm going to pick your pocket?"

"It's part of the image. Come on now. Do it."

She turned around and put her hands behind her.

Jaimeson carefully tied the cords around her, locking her wrists tightly together.

She was nervous and pulled on her wrists but they wouldn't move at all.

"Now get down on your knees," he said, pushing down on her shoulders.

She was a little confused but did as he ordered.

"Straighten your back. Don't sit on your heels, you little whore."

"Hey, don't call me a whore."

"It's what you are, Keri. Face that fact. Sex for grades – you choose the game. It's what all you women are."

She straightened up.

He walked around in front of her, then did a complete circle around her body, his eyes ravishing her.

"Lovely. Absolutely gorgeous. You're body is more perfect than I even imagined. The perfect image," he sighed.

He took his pants off and folded them across his chair.

"Do you know how often I've dreamed of this, Keri?" He stepped in front of her, his cock already starting to harden again. It was slightly wet from her cunt as he pushed it against her lips.

She opened her mouth and sucked him in. He tasted very odd. She rolled his cock around in her mouth for several seconds before realizing it was her own taste. It was the taste of her cunt juices on his organ. She slurped on it, sucking and sliding her tongue around and around the head, then back along the shaft.

The cock began to harden rapidly and he slid it back out so only his cockhead was in her mouth.