Some women go to school …they go to work …they have careers…they don't need to rely on anyone, especially a man…

But that's not you…

You finish scrubbing the floors and look up at the clock…nearly 5pm…he'll be home any moment now…

He pays the bills…makes the decisions…all of them…the only thing you need to concern yourself with is being the perfect, pretty little fuckdoll…other than that, you don't have to think at all…

You let what you're wearing - the cute bra and panties - fall to the floor…you let your hair down…he likes you bare…on display…you walk just in front of the front door…you run your hand over your curves…so smooth…freshly shaved…ready for him…

You kneel…

On your knees, thighs apart, hands behind your back, mouth open…

This is how you welcome home your superior…this is how you greet your provider…

It isn't long before you hear the key in the door…it opens…he's on the phone, still working…he never stops…

He works so hard…so hard to provide for you both…

He doesn't look down…he continues talking to the voice on the other end of the line…but his hand undoes his belt…undoes his pants…

His cock is already so hard…he takes it out and you admire his thick, powerful shaft for just a moment…your mouth begins to water…

Better to serve him…

You can tell its been a stressful day by the way he roughly shoves it in your mouth…

You let your mind go blank as he grabs a handful of your hair and pushes deeper…you struggle with his size, his girth, as you always do, but relax your throat…the muscles constrict, tighten, as he cuts off your air…

The tears start to well up in your eyes now, but you ignore them…Your discomfort doesn't matter, the only thing that matters is his pleasure…

He uses your mouth…

Make no mistake - you aren't giving him a blowjob…he's fucking your face…pumping his hips, grunting, he's using your throat for stress relief…he's taking all his frustrations out on your little slut mouth…

And it gets you so fucking wet…

It doesn't last long…the first time he uses your mouth to drain his balls when he comes home from work never lasts long…later tonight, while he's unwinding with a drink in hand on the couch, that's when he wants you to take your time…that's when you worship him properly…sucking slowly and obediently…

This, right now, is about him using your face to get off…

Several hard thrusts now…you can feel him tighten, throb…he's close…you'd force him all the way down your throat if he doesn't help himself to you anyway…your hand goes to his balls, gently playing with him as he begins to breathe so ragged and heavy…

He releases his grip and you pull back, your hand to his shaft and you stroke vigorously…spit and precum drip down to your exposed tits as you work his shaft and balls together…

With a deep, animalistic grunt, he cums…he cums so fucking good…

Thick, hot streams splash on your face…you keep milking his shaft, forcing every bit of frustration out of his body and onto your face…when he's finished, you're covered…marked…a proper reminder of your place in this world…

Some drips to the floor and before he even has to point, your little pink tongue is licking it up off his shoe tip…you finish and look up at him with wide, obedient eyes…

He pats you on the top of the head, and says one word…

"Dinner"

You get up at the command and scurry to the kitchen, anxious to obey the order…with each step you can feel the throb between your legs…you can feel your wetness dripping down the inside of your thighs…you can still taste him on your tongue, feel him dripping down your chin…

You place the home cooked meal on the table, then lower your eyes, head down….you stand in the corner…a thing to be seen, not heard…

Obedient…

You lick your lips, swallowing drops of him…your provider…your superior…you watch him enjoy his meal…

You worship him for all he does for you…

Some women have careers, go to work…not you…you cook, clean, and suck cock…

And you wouldn't have it any other way…