She felt his shaft grow harder, thicker even, and instinctively knew what to do. She lifted her mouth from his cock and start jerking him off, studying the head as it reddened. Out of the corner of her eye she saw movement and looked away for a minute as a customer walked through the automatic doors. In that instant he erupted, coating her face in lashes of hot cum.
“Good girl” he said softly but gruff “Now go get me a drink.”
He owns her. She would do anything that he said. Opening the car door, she stepped into the night air. The thinning sediment pulling the skin on her face taut but she wouldn’t wipe it off. That’s not how the game is played. The doors open with a single chime.
She can smell him as she walks through the aisles. In fact she’s sure that everyone can smell him. She grabs a drink and heads back to the counter. The guy serving stares at her as she places the bottle in front of him, forgetting what his job was.
“Do I have to pay for this?” She asks, breaking his trance.