"Am I… doing better than the others, my lord? Please… tell me I'm doing okay. …"
Julian stroked her tear-streaked cheek with his thumb, then gripped her hair more firmly again.
"Not yet," he said, his voice dark and full of promise. "But you're going to keep trying until you are. Cry if you need to. Gag if you have to. Just don't stop."
He pulled her mouth back onto his cock and pushed deep into her throat once more, forcing her to take every inch.
Sera's eyes flew wide in panic. A loud, wet gag ripped from her throat as her body instinctively fought back. Her hands flew up to clutch at his thighs, her fingers digging in desperately.
"Mmmph—!" she choked violently around his cock, her throat convulsing and squeezing him tightly.
Julian didn't stop. He held her head down firmly with both hands now, burying himself to the hilt.
"That's it," he growled. "Take it. All of it."
