...a black sedan, with a gruff looking driver waving him over.
"In the back seat, boy." He said as Chad got closer. Inside, Chad saw Master, albeit in business casual apparel. "Enjoy your day, boy?" He said, rubbing his substantial sized bulge...a scene which flashed Chad back to his first meeting.
"G-good, sir. Geoff met me at lunch." Chad said.
"So he said." Master said with a leer. "Eric, home now." He said, with a gesture, and then unzipped his pants, revealing his rock hard, canine member. "Suck, bitch." He ordered.
Chad threw an aside glance towards the driver, who seemed to be passively paying attention. "Now!" Master ordered, which was all the prompting Chad needed. He threw himself onto his Master's cock, sucking and licking it hungrily. Masted groaned. "Like a good little bitch. You want my cum?" Chad grunted, and nodded eagerly. "Good, been saving up for you, boy." He said, bucking into Chad's mouth. "Almost there, boy. Better get it all, or there'll be hell to pay." He said, prompting Chad to suck harder, until his Master unloaded copious amounts of cum into his mouth. Without even thinking, Chad swallowed every drop without a second thought. Chuckling, Master scratched Chad behind the ear. "Good...you're learning quickly."
As if on cue, the car stopped. Outside, Chad saw...