Open Your Pretty, Little, Entitled Mouth for Your Butler, or He Won't Keep Your Secret

The worst part of being a butler? Serving a spoiled, entitled little rich girl like her. She loves ordering me around with the most humiliating tasks, just to remind me she owns my ass. But when she accidentally texted me that filthy message meant for her mom's boyfriend—describing every dirty thing she wanted him to do to her tight body—I saw my opening. Payback time. She'd made me massage her soft, perfect feet earlier, so now I grabbed her by the hair and shoved my throbbing cock toward those pouty lips. "Open your pretty little mouth, princess, or your secret's out." Her eyes widened in panic as I forced her to her knees, making her stroke and suck like her reputation depended on it—which it did. She gagged and drooled, desperate to prove she'd do anything: deepthroating until tears ran down her cheeks, spreading her legs to ride me reverse cowgirl while I slapped that bratty ass red, then bending over for me to pound her dripping pussy from behind. Every inch of her body begged for mercy, milking my cock until I exploded down her throat. She won't be acting like a bitch after this.