Make the grade.

He calls me into his office, pulls out his cock - and starting from the head to the base - writes, ‘F, D, C, B, A.’ I know what he wants. What I’m supposed to do. I get on my knees, put my hands behind my back and open my mouth. And not just my mouth, my throat - getting a ‘B’ will not cut it. I stick my tongue out and immediately drive my face down on his cock. He’s laughing, “So far you have a D, how pitiful. I thought you could do better by now.” I open my mouth wider. I know I have to be close to the ‘C’ mark by now, but he’s not saying anything. His cock isn’t necessarily that big either, only 8 ½ inches, but it is very thick. “There you go, little girl, you just passed C,” he mumbles as he starts to read a text from his phone. He’s going to ignore me now. He won’t say a word until I get an ‘A.’

I’m looking up at him, but he doesn’t care. He won’t be fazed by the tears in my eyes, or my lack of not being able to breathe, until I have taken his cock down my throat. I prop myself up closer to him. I can feel the spit running down my chin onto my tits as I push my face deeper down onto his huge dick. It doesn’t matter where my mouth is on his cock, but he can hear me gagging now, so I have his attention. I see him look down at me and smirk, but quickly starts to go back to his phone. My gagging is getting louder. My body is reacting to fact that I cannot breathe, cannot swallow my spit, and cannot use anything to brace myself. He will do nothing but stand there. I can use nothing but my mouth -so I do – I open wider and start to work his cock back-and-forth. I figure this way I can slowly inch his dick deeper down my throat, but also slyly take a breath. I don’t ever take his cock out entirely though. That would give me an ‘F’ instantly, and also a firm spanking. I stick my tongue out once more, give a few big pushes with my head, and start to gag profusely. Choking on his cock, almost ready to puke, he looks down again. I can feel his balls on top of my tongue, my nose pressed against his body. He claps then reaches down and grabs my head holding me right there. It doesn’t matter that I can get his cock down, it’s how long I can keep it there - that is how I earn my ‘A.’ I gag hard, spit running down my chin and chest. I look up at him with the tears in my eyes. He grabs my hair and makes a ponytail with it. He starts to fuck my face…fuck my throat. The gagging only gets more intense because he isn’t pulling my head off his cock; he’s using my mouth to milk his cock. I hear him telling me to countdown. The coherency isn’t important, but something must come out of my mouth. He’ll cum when he wants to anyway. My counting sounds like a gurgling mess with my mouth full of spit and his thick cock shoved down my face. “5…4…3…2…1…” He laughs because we both know that it didn’t come out clear at all. He grabs my head, pulls my mouth all the way down on his cock. If he had written ‘A+’ that is where my mouth is. Gagging hard, I hear him starting to grunt as his hot load shoots down my throat. I can barely begin to swallow his cum with his cock still deep down. That white jizz starts to spill out the sides of my mouth. He pulls his cock out, my spit and cum-filled hole connecting his cock to my mouth. He lets my hair go and walks over to the white-board. He smiles at me and says, “Good girl, another ‘A.’”

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