"Take it in your mouth or I'm going to knock you silly," he said, raising his hand to her.

It was like a nightmare come true. She had become the victim, the dominated one, she had become her mother. The tension within her was unbearable. She thought she could feel the fabric of her mind ripping, the seams splitting…

He pulled her mouth uptight against the upper surface of his cock head, mashing her nose against the pulsing rim, practically smothering her with it.

"Do it now!" he demanded, twisting his hand tighter in her hair.

Joselyn's eyes fluttered shut, and as they did, a fresh batch of tears sprang forth. She had no choice. She had to obey him. Slowly, she let the muscles of her jaws relax. She didn't so much open her mouth, as allow him to force her lips apart over the knobby tip of his cock. It was a passive act, but surrender, nonetheless.

Her lips slipped smoothly down over the rubbery head and it pressed hard against her teeth, so hard that she whimpered. Then her jaws slipped further apart and the gross thing nosed over the edge of her teeth and pushed into her mouth, rubbing over the surface of her tongue, the insides of her cheeks, the roof of her mouth. Instantly, the flavor of his cock racked her taste buds. She coughed, choked about the horrendous mouthful, but he gave her no quarter, forcing her to keep the tip between her ovalled lips.

The very idea of her trying to get all that meat in her mouth was ridiculous. She could barely get her lips to go down to the thick rim. And even then, her cheeks were all ballooned out, stretched to the splitting point by the size of his bulb.

"Suck it!" he demanded.

It was easier said than done. In order to suck, there had to be some slack, some room for cheeks and lips to compress. Such space was non-existent. Joselyn whined pathetically, her hands flapping at her sides. She knew she had to obey him or suffer his wrath, but there was no way she could do it.