CHAPTER 5

I closed my eyes tightly and took slow breaths, attempting to find that infinitesimally small place within me where I was a cheeky vixen. A face of his flashed into my mind, and suddenly I felt braver. I shaped my lips into the head and applied a soft suction. Then I opened my mouth as wide as I could and took as much of him in as I did, not much. The thing was huge, like I explained. I was sure I was going to get a bad case of lockjaw.

"Come on, you can take more than that," he taunted me.

I continued on until the head of his cock hit the back of my throat and I feared that my mouth corners would split wide apart. This would have been much easier had I possessed one of those snake jaws which indeed unhinge so you can swallow your victim. And that's about the moment when I was really praying I wouldn't end up actually dislocating my jaw.

I drew back and came back again, but this time I think my gag reflex suddenly decided it wasn't in the mood to play along. When I involuntarily gagged on him, it set off a chain reaction. In my haste to swallow the gag and not puke all over him, my teeth bit into the exposed flesh on his dick. He shrieked in pain and then shoved me away before nearly climbing up the backrest of his chair to get away from me and my deadly teeth.

"Goddamnit!" he roared, and then started checking his dick. I hadn't even broken the skin, the big baby. "You've got to be fucking kidding me! Have you ever even sucked a dick in your life?" Fury contorted the angles of his face. Even scowling, he was still gorgeous. "Because that is without a doubt the absolute worst blow job I have ever had."

It was official; I hated him.

"I'm sorry. I just never—"

"Never had a blow job?" he asked in surprise. I shook my head in the negative. "Jesus Christ!" he mutters as he rubs his hands over his face and takes a deep breath.

His insensitivity to the situation, or maybe his hypersensitivity to it, set me off. While I knew I should probably just be quiet—because, hello, he basically could do whatever he wanted to me—I just could not.

"You and your great, gigantic cock can kiss my butt!" I bellowed as loudly as I could, but that wasn't everything. "Even if I wasn't the type of girl to spend her days jamming dicks down her throat—I'm reasonably sure you wouldn't have paid two million rubles for me if I was—you hurt me and I'm sorry, but even if I did have some experience with this sort of thing, I… No way in hell someone's going to have something that big rammed down their throat.".

You're a freak of nature, but at least I made an effort, you jerk!" My non-existent brain censor and I had clearly just contracted a vile case of diarrhea of the mouth. I was going to lose the contract and sabotage everything. He just sat there and glared. His face contorted from shock to indignation, then he looked confused and maybe constipated.

He had opened and closed his mouth two or three times as if he were going to tell me something and then thought better of it.

It took another couple of seconds before he rolled his head to one side and back again to face me.

"So what you're saying is that you think I have a big dick, and perhaps it would be quite spectacular?" he said with a smug smile.

I sat back onto my heels and crossed my arms over my chest, completely mortified with embarrassment because, yes, I supposed that was what I'd just said, technically. But I wasn't going to admit it a second time.

"Have you any sexual experience at all?"

Once more, I shook my head.

He groaned and rubbed hands through his hair once more. He appeared to be a thousand miles away, perhaps considering whether or not he was going to keep me. And then he simply tucked himself back into his pants and stood up over me.

"Let's go."

"Where are we going?" I was ready to beg him not to sell me to the Walrus.

"Let's go home," was his curt reply. "You're not mad?" I quickly rose and dashed to keep pace with his long strides as he walked out of the door. Oh, I'm so angry, but I'm having trouble not to be." He turned and went down the hallway without ever glancing back at me. "I suppose if I put my best foot forward and think positively, this is great news because it'll mean that I can train you to do things my way.".