Standing directly in front of my kneeling body, Sir Geoffrey proceeded
to unbutton the flap of his breeches and taking my hands forced me to hold
his exposed member.
Becoming quite agitated with my fumbling touch, Sir Geoffrey again picked up his switch and holding my head firmly told me to take it gently into my mouth. I was terrified, not having ever seen a grown man before, and now to actually take him into my mouth, but I was more terrified to not obey. Closing my eyes I carried out his wishes. 
Holding my head firmly Sir Geoffrey then began to push his distended member repeatedly and very forcefully into the back of my throat. Just when I thought I must surely choke and die, Sir Geoffrey abruptly quit and withdrawing from my mouth ordered me to my feet. I quickly scrambled to do as I was told. |