Memoirs of a Gun-Slut Play..continued..By Sensual Pet.

"Get that fucking grin off your face...Keep disrespecting me, and it's going up your ass.Don't say a fucking word to me, bitch. Suck my cock NOW!"Tears filled my eyes...but not from pain, sorrow, or sadness. His grip on my hair was extremely tight and i felt so excited that my breathing increased. His other hand held steel...his forefinger on the trigger and his thumb rested on my saving grace. Thoughts of how he felt about me and that he would never hurt me kept repeating themselves, as if my heart was trying to step in and reassure my mind that this is simply a scare tactic to raise a reaction from me, because he had been unable to do so thus far."Surely the gun's not loaded", i convince myself as i swallow his cock. I watched him pull the clip out and lay it on the table right before he walked over to me..........didn't I??????He pushed the cold, inanimate barrel into my temple and i felt it find it's way through my hair to rest against my skin. "Suck harder! You better suck my cock like it's a matter of life or death....oh....wait....it IS a fucking matter of life or death! Don't ever forget, who you are dealing with. The tension in his jaws and clinching of his teeth were obvious as he growled this into my ear.The gun pressed harder, his grip on my locks tightened and my head was pushed all the way down his raging hard cock to his balls. I stifled a gag and tried to breath through my nose, but i couldn't. He held my head there for what seems like an eternity and feelings of panic wanted to present themselves. I tried to glance up and i accidentally pushed against his thighs, trying to pull my head back to breathe. I knew this act of independence would cause me to receive harsh discipline, and I resigned myself, gagging against my own will.His words were cold...compassion had abandoned him a long time ago. He mentally berated me and reminded me often of how, with a slip of his finger, or as an act of pity, he could put me out of my whorish misery and free this world of another narcissistic slut. My groin grew hot and I felt tingly all over. My nipples stood at attention for him, and each nerve in my body joined my nipples in saluting him......