He fucked my mouth vigorously, I kept gagging on his huge cock and my throat was making these obscene noises as I sucked and slurped on his manhood.
He started to steadily moan, as he thrusted deeper and slower into my throat. I was completely overwhelmed, and in a sort of bliss, his moaning was music to my ears, and indication that I was fulfilling my purpose, providing him with the pleasure he deserved to have, with his superior cock, and his domineering alpha presence.
"I'm going to cum, slut" And you better not swallow until I allow you to. He pushed the back of my head all the way in, my forehead on his stomach, and my nose in his pubes, he moaned with a manly sighing groan, and unloaded his first spurt of seed down my throat. Then with miraculous self control, he pushed me backwards, and spurted several times in my mouth, and then pulling his cock out, once more on my face.
"Now gather and lick that all up bitch, get every drop in your mouth".
I dutifully gathered the cum from my face as well as I could and put it into my mouth, already full with his cum, his sweet manly essence. His dripping cock still swelled in front of me. "Now, clean off my cock, slut". I didn't need to be asked twice, and eagerly milked his cock clean with my mouth, slurping up the cum from his slowly softening dick. I now had a real mouthful of his seed.
He then made me swoosh it around in my mouth, gargle it, and stick out my tongue as his jizz spread and webbed all over my mouth. It was extremely humiliating to be looking up at him, with his balls emptied into my mouth, swishing his juice around as he smirked down on me.
"Now swallow, you greedy whore." And I did. It took multiple swallows to get it all down, and it's pungency remained seeped into my senses.
With a sigh, he sat back on my bed. His glistening flaccid cock resting on his thigh, his legs spread wide. He made a subtle motioning gesture with his head, and I got the hint. I moved my kneeling position toward the bed, and bent my face over into his crotch, nuzzling on his ball sack, thanking his nuts for his delicious load. He then picked his legs up a bit, and propped himself more on his back as his taint and asshole moved into view.
"What do you think bitch?" I could only stare, awestruck at this beautiful crotch in front of me, his nearly hairless beautiful asshole winking at me. "Why don't you get your face in there my little slut. Sniff your masters asshole, like a dog getting to know your owners scent." Now this was another level of extreme for me, but I was so so hot and bothered by this entire experience, that it was something I did eagerly, and enthusiastically.
I buried my nose in his asshole and sniffed deeply. Taking in his scent to its extreme conclusion. Surprisingly, he smelled fresh and soapy. But there was a certain manly pungency as well which like a drug took over my senses. "Worship my ass slut, get your tongue in there and lick me good".
I stuck out my tongue and gently gave his asshole a lick. Then another, building more steadily. I started pushing my tongue in deeper and was rewarded with the music of his satisfied moaning. This had to be the most humiliating position of my lifetime, kneeling in front of this man, with my tongue buried in his asshole! Yes I wouldn't trade places with anyone in the world. This was where I belonged.
I completely lost track of time, immersed in this sacred act of worship, licking and tonguing and cleaning his asshole. Every so often, he'd guide my head over to his now once more erect and rigid trophy of a cock to slobber on it a bit, and lick up his pre cum before spitting it onto his asshole and licking and slurping it up eagerly.
Finally, after a long while, he pulled my head up and pushed into deeply onto his cock, burying it down my throat, and convulsing and moaning as he shot another load deep down my throat. This time though, he pushed my face all the way back straight after, and deposited several spurts of his cum all over my face.
He used his finger to scoop some up, and fed it into my mouth, I sucked on his finger, as he pushed it and the cum all over it through my mouth, rubbing on my cheek and then moving down my throat, I gagged a bit, and then he just pushed his finger back and forth into my mouth as I sucked it, his eyes boring deep into my soul, this master of mine. I felt so thoroughly humiliated and owned as I sucked on his finger, his cum all over my face, his softening cock again resting on his thigh.
"Well bitch, I think you've learned a lot today about your place in the world, and your place at my feet. I'm going to head to bed I've got a big day tomorrow, I think you'd better too, because my plans involve you. But don't you dare wipe any of my cum off your face! I've painted you in my colors, and marked you as my own. You'll wear that proudly on your face tonight."
He lightly slapped me on the cheek, pushed himself out of my bed, and stood in front of me, his flaccid slightly dripping cock swinging in front of me. "Why don't you give your new god a good night kiss slut. Tell it how much you love it and how much you'll miss it overnight."
Goodness he was relentless with this sheer dominant humiliation, but I did not mind anymore. I reverently kissed the head of his cock, and lightly planted kisses down to his balls, and gave them each a wet smooth. "Good night Sir, good night to your beautiful cock. Thank you for feeding me tonight, and letting me worship you. I'll miss you intensely, and cannot wait for the privilege of worshipping you again."
He chuckled and went to bed, and I watched this adonis saunter away and get into his own bed and fall asleep. I pretty damn sure couldn't, I was so overwhelmed by this series of events. I wondered what he had in store for me tomorrow. Damn was I excited to find out.
To be continued...