Blowjob

Janice POV

I woke up the next morning feeling so much pain in my body, I stood up from the floor sighing tiredly. I can't really say I actually had a goodnight sleep, cause I didn't.

I walked over to the sitting room to meet Ethan sleeping... But was he really sleeping I couldn't tell, if he is... then this would have been the perfect time to either escape or put a knife through his heart.

Yeah, I wouldn't mind killing him. But then again, I'm trying to pretend to be a nice obedient slave. I wouldn't want to spoil my chance on that by trying to kill a man who might not even be sleeping.

I knelt down next to the couch, my hand slowly going into his trouser... It was kind of hard for my hand to fully go in, so I had to pull down the zipper. Once the zipper was down, I was able to put my hand in his boxer... Fuck! His dick is so hard and stiff.

My stomach grumbled in desire, I could feel my cunt already getting wet. Careful not to wake him up, I brought his stiff hard dick out of his trouser. I was being careful not because of my plan anymore, but because I didn't want Ethan to wake up and then change his mind about letting me giving him a blowjob. Call me a slut, but I want to have a taste of his cock.

Setting the dick free from his tight space, it stood immediately... pointing to the ceiling.

I release a nervous breath... yup, I am nervous. I haven't given a blow job since my high school days and also in just my books of my books.

I stared at his sleeping face once more, then tied my hair into a bun, after that I lowered my mouth on his dick slowly... my saliva coating the pink head of his cock.

I don't know why, but for some reason I want to give him pleasure... I want Ethan to commend my blow job and so.... I lowered my mouth more on his cock, trying to deep throat him.

My mouth wasn't use to a dick as big as Ethan's in my mouth. I gagged repeatedly, spit drooling out of my mouth. I rested a bit, then I tried deep throating him again, taking in as much length of his cock that my mouth could contain. I gagged again. Fuck! This is not an easy job.

I tried deep throating him three more times, and it didn't work out so well.. so I gave up.

My hands grabbed his dick not really tight.. then I move my fingers up and down the length of his dick, i use my tongue to lick the pink cap of his dick, while my other hands played with his balls.

Soon.... My mouth coated his cock, burping up and down the length of his cock. My fingers played with not just his balls but also the hair on his private part.

His cock taste so fleshy and meaty in my mouth, I wouldn't mind giving him a blow job every morning. Saliva rolled down his cock, as my mouth worked through the length of his cock. I removed my mouth from his dick, letting my fingers pump his cock furiously...

"I liked it better when you tried to deep throat me, now it's boring." I heard Ethan say... I raise my head up but Ethan eyes we're close. I knew it, he wasn't sleeping.

Ethan Smith POV

I could hear her footsteps even though she tries to be really quiet. I could feel her shaky hands on my jeans zipper, she pulls the zipper all the way down... Then deep her hand into my boxer and takes out my dick.

My cock happy to be free stood at attention, eagerly waiting to be touched.

For a few seconds she didn't do anything or probably she was actually doing something, but I just couldn't see what it was... Since I have to pretend to be asleep. I don't sleep, staying in the prison all this years made me to be really vigilant. At times at night, I could just wake up and decide to walk around janice house.

This was how I was able to catch her the other time when she tried escaping. Actually, I did have a feeling she was going to escape.. so I sat down at that exact spot waiting for her to make her escape. If she had tried checking if I was in the sitting room, she would have noticed I wasn't there and instead try escaping from the sitting room. Her proving that I was right and that I could read her made me happy.

I felt a cold saliva on my dick, the warm inside of a woman mouth on my cock. It took a lot of me, not to moan... giving her encouragement. And an encouragement isn't one that should be given to slaves, they have to work for it.

Her mouth goes up and down the length of my cock.. she shocks me by trying to deep throat. Fuck!

I haven't had a blow job in years, the last blowjob I had was when I had to cheat on my fiancee... So that she could leave me for her lover.

I know, Janice write cringe worthy story. At that moment, I couldn't help but wonder why I cheated on the woman I claim to love so much and held so dearly to my heart. Now at least I know is all Janice!

Janice gagged multiple times as she tried over and over again to deep throat me, but it wasn't an easy task so she gave up.

"I liked it better when you tried to deep throat me, now it's boring." I said calmly, my eyes still closed.

She let go of my cock immediately, in surprise... Then her eyes stared at me intently. Her gaze penetrating through me, if that's possible.

"You can go on with the blowjob. I never asked you to stop, Slave." I said grudgingly, missing her mouth on my dick.

She obediently, took my dick in her mouth... sucking on it with much force than before. Her tongue swirled at the head of my cock, at the same time stroking my balls. I unconsciously grabbed her hair, forgetting the fact that I wasn't suppose to let her know... she is indeed doing a good job.

If she continued with such tempo, I would indeed have an orgasm... but I won't give her the satisfaction of giving me an orgasm.

"You can stop." I said to her, she raised her head up staring at me confuse. I stood up from the couch, before the leaving the sitting room I said, "This was a waste of time. You had better get good at giving blowjobs, if you want to make me... your master happy. Because you are so bad at it, I have to go finish my self off." I made sure I sounded so disappointed.

I left the sitting room, heading straight to the visitor room so I could finish what Janice started.

Janice POV

My heart ache hearing how dissatisfied he feels, but the question here is.... Why the fuck do I care?