Mountain Hike, chapter #3 & 4 , How it's done.
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This story contains descriptions of consensual sexual contact between Males and Females. As such it is erotic, designed for the entertainment of mature adults. If you are not of legal age to read such material, or if the subject matter would create any kind of personal moral dilemmas, please exit now.
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My new world revolved more and more around my slavery. Jan and Kurt were my owners in all senses of the word. In most cases my wrists were cuffed to the iron rings on my collar; that allowed me to use my hands to pleasure them but I absolutely could not reach my own cock so I was always horny.
Mistress Jan was very insistent on my subrogation, she never missed a chance to remind me of my status. She would take me out into the common area and have me perform like a trained pet. I began to relish the submissive role and soon became familiar with every inch of their bodies and what they liked. When they fucked I was what they called the "fluff" boy. It was usually quite a ritual instead of just a quick fuck.
It began with the two of them in the bathroom where my hands were free and I washed them while they relaxed in the big Roman Bath. As it had been explained my role was to excite and enhance their pleasure. It was quite a treat for my hands to be free and while they sipped wine and talked I used a soft cloth to wash them. Mistress Jan stood and I gently unfolded her cunt lips and washed the inside lips. When Master stood I dried him with a towel finally falling to my knees in front of them.
While they reclined on the couch I alternated between them sucking and licking their crotches has the sipped wine. There usually came a time when Jan wanted me on the floor on my back. She mounted my face with her cunt and I licked her as she maneuvered onto her knees and Master pressed his cock into her pussy. If you have never had a juicy cunt on your mouth as its being fucked you really can't understand just how wonderful it tastes as it heats up and the juices flow into your mouth. After some strokes Master would always pull his dripping cock out and present it to my mouth to lick clean. Their combined juice actually intoxicated me.
After Master had cum of course I knelt in front of the lady and gently licked Master's cum off of her puffy cunt lips. She liked to watch as my tongue took gobs of the sticky stuff and sucked it into my mouth. When she was as clean as if she just left the shower I crawled to Master and began licking the sticky, dried cum and cunt juice off his semi-hard cock. Even though my hands were free I wasn't usually allowed to touch either of them except with my tongue. Their bodies were now as familiar to me as my own.
I reviled in my new role. The only Disappointment was that no matter how I tried I still gagged when Master chose to hold my head and fuck my mouth deep. I couldn't help it and I was ashamed has he talked to me.
"You know that a good slave must be able to take a cock right down to the balls, you put a lot of energy into your cocksucking but you just haven't yet learned the knack. We're going away for a few days and I think that we're going to consign you to the Club's trainer while we are away; your going to cocksucker school boy. Dan has years of experience mouth training suck boys like you; it'll help you become the cocksucker you want to be."
I was soon delivered to another cottage with a warning to fully obey the training Master just has I would Kurt. He gave me a hearty "make us proud boy" when he dropped me off.
I soon found myself in a large, dimly lit room that was dominated by a large leather chair that sat like a throne in the middle. A man was perched on it with a very young girl at his feet, she looked to be about 19 or so and was dressed only in a loose loincloth. The man was about 40 with a very short military haircut just starting to gray at the temples. He looked for all the world like a medieval monarch but I instantly knew that this was my training Master.
I was apprehensive yet excited as I entered the room and fell to my knees just has Master Kurt had instructed me to.
He looked at me as he spoke, "Ah so you're finally here boy, I've been expecting you. I know your owner has explained that you need training to improve your cocksucking skills but we'll spend a little time on just how we'll work together. Kurt has assured me that you want to master this skill so it will a fairly friendly tutorial that I'll be giving you. It's not going to be easy but in the end you'll be able to swallow any mans cockmeat you suck off right down to the balls. As a slave you want to do what pleasures your owners and you know your Master wants this, you'll learn because nothing is as important has his pleasure and he needs a full service blow-boy."
As I listened I couldn't help noticing that the slave girl had been ever so gently motioned away and we were alone as he said, "I know that you need to learn to deep throat a cock but it's been my experience that a slave must become as one with the cock he's sucking; I know that sounds kind of Zen but that's the reality of it. You're bi-sexual so cocksucking is a supreme form of submission, you become extremely subserviant. There is not much that says I submit to a man, an alpha male, as my Master better than being on your knees with your face in his crotch eh. For this exercise let me free your hands, ok that's better. Open my robe and look at my cock, look closely at your real Master."
I was actually trembling as I looked at his prick; it was still soft and about 7 inches long and thicker than I had ever seen. The wide mushroom head was as big as a baby's fist with a slit mouth that seemed to pulsate. I couldn't stop staring, there was no way I could take a cock this size when it was hard, what was I to do now? His balls were big, loose hanging and almost hairless.
He said, "A slave must try to become as familiar with his owners body as he is with his own. Look at the piss slot, that's where your protein will be coming from. Get your face into my balls and get used to the man-smell."
As I nuzzled his balls I realized that he was right, it was exciting.
Master continued, "OK slave now its time to see just how good you are, open your mouth and I'll lay my cock on your tongue, let you get a little feel for the cock you're going to serve."
With his cock on my tongue, kneeling there with my mouth wide open I really felt like a slave. I couldn't believe the shear heft of this cock, it felt like a thick German sausage. I could feel its pulses and smell its man-scent. There was just a faint hint of piss smell. I was humiliated but knew that this was what I wanted, my destiny.
Oh he was telling me to suck on the head, I closed my mouth and felt that big purple head fill my mouth. I suckled on it like it was a giant pacifier. The taste wasn't unpleasant and I felt I was doing a good job on my trainers cock even though my mouth was stretched tightly around the big head.
"Now take as much as you can, lets see how good you are." He said.
I felt the massive cock advancing inch by inch until I started choking has he said. "That was only 3 or 4 inches boy, you've got a lot to learn, maybe it's time for a little demo Eh."
My new Master led me into another room and I was surprised that the little slave girl was on her knees just inside the door.
He laughed as he spoke to her, "Well cunt I guess it's time for a refresher course for you anyway, get up on the bench. We call this bench our cocksucker facilitator; it usually breaks down a slaves fear and inhibitions pretty quickly so they can concentrate on pleasing their Master. Since they have no real choice their freed to think only of the cock filling their throat cunt."
I watched as the slave girl fairly scampered up and onto the bench. The bench was a narrow, leather-covered affair with a lot of machinery, straps and cuffs attached to it. Our Master busied him-self strapping her in with the leather cuffs until she couldn't move. He then manipulated the controls until her head was positioned just in front of his crotch. I was on my knees, watching, at eye level to his gigantic, dripping cock has he told me to watch closely. He slowly fed his cock into her mouth seeming to savor the feeling as he filled her warm, wet hole.
I was mesmerized by the utter degradation of the scene in front of me. This pretty young woman was strapped down into a completely immobile position to be used exactly as her Master wanted, mouth fucked. I was excited as I watched him enter her mouth. He slowly began fucking her mouth taking deeper strokes each time, in and out, in and out.
"I have to let her get used to my cocks size, it's better that way" he explained.
The slow prodding stopped though as I watched her eyes grow wide when he punched through directly into her throat canal. He left it soaking there a bit before slowly stroking its length in and out deep into her throat. I couldn't believe it, she was taking this huge cock deep into her throat; she was good.
It took a while but eventually he pulled his cock, dripping wet with saliva out of her mouth and laughed as he spoke, "Look at her, she looks like a catfish, she's still sucking after my cock is gone, that's dedication. It's your turn now boy, I hope I'm not wasting my time with you."
He quickly unfastened her and tethered the chain on her collar to a ring on the wall; just like a farmer would secure his livestock I thought.
End of Chapter 3 and 4, more to come soon.
Comments and ideas are welcome at Dave at dodge1191@hotmail.com