Slave Training Vignettes

Janice, Lisa & me, The Breaking in! (Chpt.3)

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It's seems appropriate that this final chapter be told mostly from the viewpoint of the sluts, Lisa and Janice.

CAST: John, Me the Master Janice, Mom, an experienced slut slave Lisa, Her Daughter ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Excerpt from Chpt. 2:

"You're my Kid and I want you to be happy in your life so my very-general advice would be to just get it into your head that you're a cockslut and you were born to serve men. Once you accept that you were put on the earth to pleasure cock you'll realize that since you can't change anything all you have to do is obey and be a cum receptacle for Alpha male Masters. There's much more but Master will teach you as he goes along. You don't have to worry; he cares about your welfare and will be patient with you. Let's go out now and show him you accept your role here, take the position I taught you."

Excerpt from Chapter #3

As Master fucked Janice, she panted and gasped for air and made sounds that I had never heard before. He fucked ever faster until with a growl, he plunged in right to the hilt, almost squeezing his tightened nut sack into her cunt. I knew he was spraying his spunk inside her pussy now and I realized that I was just seconds away from eating his leftovers. He had already told me I was to be the "clean up" girl.

When Master John pulled out his sticky meat stick, a long string of cum followed it out and splashed onto my face. I quickly attached my mouth to Mom's gaping gash and proceeded to suck out the warm clumps of scum. It tasted similar to what I had sucked directly from his cock but somewhat sweeter mixed with cunt juice. It slid like syrup down my throat coated with Janine's own sauce. God, it was delicious! Janice (Mom) then sat up and a rush of sperm flowed out of her pussy and down my throat. He must have shot a huge load deep into her! After I cleaned everything out of her pussy, she raised her crotch off my face and looked down at me with a smirk on her face. My face was drenched with their juices.

Lisa:

Now that I had made the decision to actually become a slut just like Mom I felt surprisingly free; all the confusion I'd felt when I saw Janice (Mom) servicing Master John was washed away. I wanted to experience the sense of satisfaction she got when he patted her head after filling her mouth with cum. She was happiest fucking and sucking and I had to admit that's what I wanted; watching her sure got me horny. I was naked with Janice and she thought I was ready to be presented to Master.

I couldn't help a little shudder as Mom led me to Master John and I fell into the prostrated, prone position she had shown me. I was surprised that Janice (I was an adult now and had begun thinking of her as Janice more than Mom) also fell to the floor. It was the strangest thing to be on the floor with your ass up and exposed as a man looked at your wide-spread ass cheeks. Master John then just began swatting my ass with a riding crop, first one cheek then another, not hard enough to break the skin but certainly enough to enforce my submission. I remembered Janice telling me to just hold still and take it and I kept my position. After a bit Master ran his hand up and down my crack before casually poking his finger into my cunt. That felt pretty good to me but everything stopped and I couldn't help moving when that same finger plunged quickly into my asshole. The sudden pain and humiliation made me gasp out loud.

Master said, "I've never had a novice as inexperienced as you Lisa, but it'll all work out, trust me; you're not the first little cunt that I've led into a recognition of what she really is, a born slut. Stand up now both of you; let's see what the hell I've bought."

Bought, bought what the hell did he mean by that, I thought? In spite of my thoughts I stood up and just as dear old Mom had told me I locked my hands behind my head and spread my legs. He said "I do like my slaves in their natural, naked state; it's so much more intimate."

As I stood there naked with him walking around me I shivered yet the room wasn't at all cold. It felt very strange yet so very exciting. Master pushed down on my shoulders until I was bent over then used his finger to fuck my ass; I couldn't help it, I gasped and straightened up. He slapped one of my tits while still smiling as he said, "Open your mouth wide kid, that's it now stick out your tongue."

Master put his hand into my mouth as his fingers gently stroked across my tongue. "I want you to suck on my finger now; it's a little greasy with your juices but if you're to ever fully become my slave you'll clean it. I want to see your absolute dedication to me. It's a nice way for you to show me respect; we both know that you need to submit."

I was more humiliated than I had ever been in my life but I started to suck on this man's finger, the same finger that had just explored my ass. I saw the wide, all-knowing grin spread across master's face as he continued to move his finger in and out of my mouth, using it as a man would finger a cunt. After a few minutes he added a second finger. I had never experienced anything like this but was quickly learning what it was to be a true submissive; it made me shudder with the shear awfulness of it and the fact that I kinda liked it.

"Bend over again Lisa, that's right, spread your legs like your mom taught you. Now reach around and pull your ass cheeks apart so I can see your little puckered asshole again. Not too bad Kid, you've got quite a nice ass. Ok straighten up now. By the way, how did you feel when I was looking at your asshole?"

"I don't know exactly Master, it was very humiliating yet it made me tingle all over." I told him honestly.

"That's a good sign little Girl, from now on begin calling me Sir and thinking of me as your owner. Got it kid?"

"Yes Sir, I know that you own both of us and that I must obey you." I replied, just a little too quickly.

All of a sudden everything changed as he gave me that great smile of his and then he was all friendly and not at all the stern guy who had just told me that he owned me.

"Janice honey, why don't you get all of us a glass of wine, here sit down Lisa, sit like you're just a regular person." I was very aware of the porno flick playing constantly on the large screen TV hanging on the wall. I couldn't help looking at a very colorful painting hanging on one of the walls that I had been too busy to notice before. It showed an ancient slave market scene with a bare breasted girl being examined by a potential buyer much as if he was purchasing livestock. It was hung very prominently on the wall and was lit like a defining piece of artwork by Monet.

He caught my gaze and commented, "those must really have been the days, hell you could just saunter down to a market and simply purchase the slave girl of your choice. Once the deal was done the slave was your property just like a pet pony or dog. I think you like that thought and that painting, am I right?"

I must have nodded approval which triggered a little chuckle from Sir.

As we all sipped we chatted about the latest news and the weather; all very innocuous, very innocent when Master casually asked, "Tell me Janice, when did you realize that all you wanted in life was to sexually service a man?"

My Mom kind of stammered out a reply saying, "I think I always knew that I was different. Teenagers aren't known to be very reflective but about my thirteenth birthday I couldn't ignore the fact that I was different, very shy and deferential to stronger personalities. My self-confidence was close to zero. I discovered that when I let a boy fuck me I was happy and actually felt fulfilled. People always do what makes them happy and I just accepted that my personality was submissive; Is something wrong with me I wonder?"

With a knowing smile Master John said, "Don't worry it's all right Janice, some people are meant to be dominant and others are the happiest being Submissive, it's nothing to be ashamed of and I think your kid here is just like you. I'll try my best to lead her into a life that'll make you both very happy but she'll have to let herself go and both of us will have to guide her to an understanding of what she was born to do. Lisa, understand that you'll have to listen and obey me without question. Are you willing to try to learn the "personal servant, cockslave" role Lisa?"

"Yes, yes I am Sir." I eagerly replied.

He continued, "I think it'll all work out if you just trust me to lead you thru it. There will be some slaps and beatings because it's impossible to create a true slut without using a little power to better focus her. You won't be permanently hurt and as I'm sure your Mother has told you that in our Club we treat our cockslaves quite well. Finish your wine now and get on your knees, let's see how that feels to you."

As I fell to my knees he told me to just imagine what I would be doing in the future in this position. I couldn't help thinking of servicing his big, powerful cock while I knelt there.

"Now put you head on the rug again and stick your ass up, that's right, stick it out by arching your back. I've always believed that this position most emphasizes just what a slaves status really is, just an obedient vessel for her owner's cock. Now it's time to cuff you because cuffs and restraints are very helpful to defining the role of a novice cocksucker. When you're fully restrained you really will have no choice but to obey your man and without free choice you'll find it easier to accept your submissive role and you'll then know just who you're owned by. Stand up now kiddo and put your hands behind you."

Master John, who I now began thinking of as my owner proceeded to lock on leather wrist cuffs and a collar. Each of the cuffs had a large steel ring as part of it. When he clamped my wrists behind my back using a chain and the rings I truly felt like a slave. This is what it must have been like in ancient times when people were bought and sold like cattle; this must be what the girl being sold in the picture felt like.

"I like my slave girls to be restrained most of the time, remember being a slave means having no choice except to serve and obey. Most girls like you eventually get to like not having to make any decisions; let me put this collar on you now. In most cases I'll want you chained with these wrist and ankle cuffs during your training. It's a fact that female cocksuckers like you serve the best when you're restrained; you were born to be submissive and the cuffs tend to free you to just think of servicing me and nothing else. I'll do my best to train your throatpussy but the fact is that in most cases a boy-twink is a better cocksucker buy Janice here can suck like the best of them, I hope you take after her. Of course your hands will be free to serve me when that's required but it's totally my decision".

As he rattled the chain holding the cuffs together behind my back and locked my collar on I knew that this was where I belonged; it certainly made me feel like a slave girl. I looked over at Janice and she seemed to be good with my being trussed up for cock-training, actually she seemed pleased.

I had never before realized how helpless you are when your hands are locked behind you. When he put a short chain between my ankle cuffs and I was hobbled I really knew what the word restraint meant, I was pretty much helpless.

"Go ahead walk a little for me young Lady. From now on you're going to be kept in chains for training unless I want you to use your hands. Take a little walk around us slut."

I knew that I must have looked foolish as I did the little mincing walk around Mom and Sir that my hobbled ankles forced me to do.

John smirked a bit as he said, "There are of course a few rules to start you off on; I want you to maintain eye contact whenever you're being handled or you're servicing me; if I poke my finger in your cunt you're to look at me. If you're in a room and I enter then you're to fall and prostrate yourself at my feet. When I tell you to get into position for an examination then you're to stand with your legs wide spread and if your hands are free put them behind your head; I like to roll-pinch a slut's nipples in this position. In all of these cases you're not to lower your eyes or speak unless you're instructed differently; whenever I look into a slave Girl's eyes as she debases herself I know she's acknowledging me as the alpha-male. I imagine that she knows that it's a sign of respect. You're to be my cunt-slut for sex whenever and in whatever way I want you. Your body will be trained in all the ways that I like sex, oh yes there will be lots of training."

It was a lot to take in but he was right; I could feel my little cunt gushing just at the thought of it all.

Master continued, "As a personal slave you'll find that sucking your Owner's cock is an absolute must but there is so much more to it. After all having a skilled cocksucker available is very pleasurable for your Master and pleasing him will always be your only goal. Eventually your mouth will salivate when you see a man's cock; your mouth will feel empty without a cock in it. Janice often experiences her best cum as she's sucking me off without even touching her cunt; it's yet one more measure of respect for your owner. Now get to sucking me off so I can evaluate your skill Lisa, I'd like to get the top cream off anyway."

I did my very best but Master had to jerk off his cum into my mouth, I couldn't make him cum with just my mouth. I could tell my Mom and Master were disappointed in me.

In spite of all that he said, "That wasn't too bad Lisa, now you kinda understand where you fit in the grand scheme of things. It becomes a lot easier once you've sucked your owner off for the first time, the drama is gone and you then fully understand that it's natural for you to submit to a man. Hell, in every relationship there's a subordinate, a bottom, a submissive; it's the natural way people interact. You can let yourself go now that you've proved you're just a submissive cocksucker, there's no more need to be embarrassed. You don't have to pretend anymore that you're anything more than just another slut; a hole for cock. Your tongue is where your taste buds bloom, you'll always remember your first taste of cum hitting your tongue, so hot and tasty. Now why don't you scrunch down on the floor, no get over between my legs? Janice, unchain your daughter's wrists. Rub my feet now Lisa and I'll try to explain where we're going. As we go forward just keep in mind that a cockslave must absolutely submit to her Master at all times."

As he said, I lifted his leg and began massaging his bare foot.

"Ahhh, that feels nice. Well now that we know that at heart you're a cocksucker girl, in fact you're my cocksucker. You've had your first taste of my cum and that's always good for a slave girl. Do between my toes now then clean them up with your tongue."

"Ahhh that's very nice Lisa, you've got a nice tongue. You know from the first time you showed up with your Mom I always thought you might make a great slut like Janice. I know that I can get whatever I want just by going after it and what I'm after now is frankly a body slave like those old Roman dudes used to have back in the day. They would take a young slave girl and train her to service them in every way. If they needed to piss their girl just opened her mouth, if they wanted their asshole licked the girl quickly stuck her tongue out. Enough with my feet now, lick my balls for me girl. Yeah that's it show me how much you enjoy being my cocksucker, get to it cunt."

I was licking him eagerly by then. "Get down under my balls now" and it was then my Mom showed me that spot right below his balls where his ass crack begins and I began to mouth and tongue him there. Gosh I have to admit that the musky male taste and smell of him down there was wonderful, it was so erotic; I think there must be something wrong with me.

"You know kid, this is great, I often have to cum a few times a day and I think you're going to enjoy taking it each time. A regular girlfriend is nice but they are so high maintenance. You have to romance them, talk nice and listen to their chatter. With a slave slut all I have to do is teach you what I like. Fucking a cunt is great but I still think a nice, warm mouth with a tongue in it to caress and worship a cock is just wonderful."

"I'm kind of interested in what you think about all this; I need to know to train you properly. Were you excited when my cock went into your mouth, what were you thinking about Lisa?"

I stammered and muttered that it was Ok. John, my owner rewarded my reticence with a very hard slap across my cheek. "Do what I ask, think and be honest with yourself, no half measures here." Through a quiet sob I responded.

"At first I resented your even thinking of me as that kind of girl." I said.

"What kind of girl, be explicit or you'll be punished and from now on don't forget to call me Sir or Master."

I responded, "Thinking of me as a Slave slut Sir, at first I was mad at myself for even thinking of being a slut like Mom yet I felt this odd little tingling that didn't go away. When I watched you fucking her I imagined that it was me submitting. I was confused because I didn't fight it, didn't really want to fight it. Once you stuffed your cock in my mouth I just did what comes naturally."

Master John rewarded me with that trademark, smirky smile as he said, "Of course you did. Your mouth is much like your cunt; it's a warm, wet cunt with a tongue. You do know that the only reason slaves like you have tongues is to lick a man's ass and balls. A slave slut is much better than any girlfriend, you don't have to buy flowers or dinner, just point to a place between your legs and a slut kneels to service you. You're just another slave slut with three holes to fuck. Tell me little cuntmouth, how did you like your first taste of man cum?" he asked.

Cunt mouth! I was insulted and yet excited by this talk, it was so raw and explicit yet so hot. I answered, "It was Ok Sir, at first I was scared but it just kept shooting into my mouth and I swallowed. It actually felt natural to me Sir."

"No, what did it taste like, answer me?" he said forcefully yet with a smile this time instead of a slap.

"It was so warm yet creamy and thick, kind of salty, I think I liked it Sir."

"That's good because you'll be getting lots of it from now on, I think that's for you Lisa, do you want to be my slave? Tell me what you're thinking Lisa."

"Oh yes, I want to be your cockslave Sir, your cocksucker slut."

"You've exceeded my very low initial expectations and now you have a pretty good idea of what it's like to serve a real man. It's now time for you to fully service me; this time there won't be just a little-girl blow job. Open up your mouth for your Master's cock now Lisa, show me how eager you are."

As I knelt there with my mouth agape Mom started talking. "Don't worry Lisa, John knows what's best for you. Let yourself go and he'll show you how to be his cocksucker."

I was way too much into this new experience to stop now but what more could there be to "fully service" him. Master put his hands on the back of my head and guided me to his erect cock. "Don't put it in your mouth yet; I want you to just lick it, just get used to it this time, nice and slow."

My mouth opened and I again felt the pulsing, warm live prick of my owner on my lips. I started to lick, tentatively at first, then with ever more passion. I began to move up and down on his huge meat using my lips and tongue. "Ahh, that's not bad kid," I heard him exclaim.

"Now that I'm half hard I want you to get familiar with my cock so take a good look at it, a real close look. Take your time and get familiar from really close up. Get your face up here really close to my balls." I did exactly as he said. "No, get closer, closer." My nose was within an inch of his cock and balls when he once again grabbed the back of my head and forced it in even closer, my mouth and nose were soon touching his balls and gooey dick.

"Now, take a deep breath and hold it in." I did the best I could with my face crammed into his crotch. The sweaty, musky smell of man-crotch hit my brain like a drug. My knees were hurting from the floor but I didn't care. I took one deep breath after another before I actually started to move my face around in his crotch, sniffing him good, moving over every inch as if I was trying to capture all of his smells before letting any escape. It's hard to describe how the combination of man-musk and humiliation took over my head; I was well into the zone and thinking only of him now.

Master John took one of his hands off the back of my head and positioned his cock so that it was lying across my face as I continued to root around in his crotch. I felt the sticky precum start to ooze out over my forehead as I used my nose to lift up his balls and sniff under one and then the other. Something clicked in the back of my mind and I suddenly knew that I was in trouble, that I was completely hooked; I truly felt like I was a slave now.

"How do you like that Lisa, be honest with me."

I managed a breathy reply, "It was awesome Sir; the smell was simply incredible. I never thought being treated like that could get me so turned on."

I was mortified to be saying those words, but even more embarrassed that they were the truth. Master John just glared at me for a few seconds before standing up and saying, "I'm going to get something in my bag. You stay right where you Are, don't move a muscle. Do you understand little slut?"

"I understand Sir, I won't move." His control over me was growing. He was only gone for a few seconds before coming back out again with a small, black bag. He rummaged around in one of the side pockets then opened his hand to me showing me a tiny red capsule and a glass of water. "take this." He said.

"What is it Sir?" I asked.

"I'll tell you after you take it." I reached up, took the tablet down with a single swallow.

Mom said, "That was a popper pill honey. It'll put you in a really mellow, relaxed mood while you're learning; the guys at the "Club" used them on me. You'll feel all the usual sensations but won't be over thinking each and every little thing that you're doing. It'll free you of all of your silly, little girly inhibitions and help you to become the proficient young cockslave you were born to be. I'm sure you take after me.

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John said with a little smirk, "It's time that you learned how to fully service a cock. Up to now you've only played around, blowing guys like a teenage virgin would. All superior men want to fully enjoy their cocksucker and make her mouth merely an extension of their cock. When you're fully trained you'll be able to take a horse cock right down your gullet without gagging. Don't worry everyone has to start someplace."

We went over to a corner as he told me, "This is a training bench. Take notice of the mechanism that'll raise it to a man's crotch height and see narrow it is. Once the cocksucker trainee is strapped in and it's raised and tipped to a comfortable angle your owner can straddle your face and then comfortably fuck your throat as deep as he wants, as fast as he wants. The cocksucker is completely under his control and the owner can feed her cock either slowly or deep as he wants. It's a wonderful teaching tool for sluts like you; the pill will help relax your throat and ease your anxieties. This'll require your full attention though as you get used to being face fucked for the first time."

John, my Master was very solicitous about my comfort as I scurried onto the bench. He had me hang my head over the edge then raised it to put a thin pillow under it. "You'll be training for a while so you might as well be comfy, eh."

I was apprehensive as he fastened the leather straps around me but soon I was securely held in place. There was a little whirling noise and I was moved up to his crotch height and tilted down a bit.

"Ah that's nice Lisa; you look good tightly trussed up and ready for my use. Open your mouth for me now, show me the mouth you want me to fuck."

I opened wide and my owner ran his fingers in letting me suck them gently once again. I became aware of my Mom standing next to me and gently rubbing my cheek as she repeated over and over, "there, there Lisa, it'll be ok, it's what you need, John knows what's best for us."

I was scared yet very excited as I heard John say," It's Interesting to watch you kiddo, you're a natural at this, you're very eager for my cock. I think you like being treated like this."

Master then moved in and I could see his crotch from my upside down perch. From this close and very vulnerable angle his prick head looked like a club head. I was very nervous in spite of the pill and yet very excited.

"Open your mouth as wide as you can now girl, that's right. I'm fitting a mouth guard behind your teeth. It'll keep your mouth open wide and stop you from biting down as I open up your gullet. You'll soon notice that you'll be dripping copious amounts of saliva when I start filling your mouth cunt with cock as I ram it into your mouth, the dripping, that's very normal, get used to it.

"Suck on it a little now, get used to mouthing a cock with your head upside down. Well, what are you waiting for? Get started already!" he said as he lightly slapped my cheek.

I inched my face forward the inch or so I could actually move. "Just lick it a while. You'll need instructions if you're going to make it as my suck slut; don't worry though, I'll lead you thru it."

I stuck out my tongue and moved my head further until it made contact with the smooth, reddish skin that covered John's cockhead thinking to myself that there's no skin quite like cock-skin, so warm, smooth and slick. I immediately tasted the salty smooth funk of precum as I used my tongue to probe deeper and deeper into his huge piss slit. With my mouth held open by the "guard" saliva spewed out. In the background I was aware of my Mother softly soothing me with her litany, "there, there Lisa, it'll be ok, it's what you need as she patted my face."

I could sense that his cock was once again on the rise and heard him let out a soft moan. I decided to try to take the entire head of his cock into my mouth but was quickly pulled off again. "Are you deaf, girl? Look, I know you really want this cock now, but you WILL follow my instructions. I only told you to lick it. After what seemed a lifetime he let my face go free.

"Open up now kid, you've been wanting this all your life, haven't you; it's what you were made for after all, let's fuck a little?"

I slowly opened my mouth and immediately felt about three inches of his steely hard cock slip into my mouth. He gave me a little moan and just held it there for a few seconds, telling me how hot my mouth felt around his cock. Holding my head firmly he began to pump it up and down on his drippy man-meat, farther and farther down the shaft until the thick cockhead began to just touch the back of my throat.

I felt the urge to gag each time it touched the back of my mouth ever so briefly but I realized that he really didn't care anymore. Tears began to well up in my eyes, an automatic reflex when a person feels they are choking. Through those tears, it was easy to see that at least half of his cock was still outside my mouth. How far did he intend to go; in spite of the relaxing pill, I was really scared now?

The answer came moments later when he pulled my face completely clear of his cock and held it firmly less than an inch away from the angry, purplish, flared head. At this close range his cock's piss slit looked like a cannon barrel.

In my haze I heard him say, "Take a long, really deep breath through your mouth now slut, don't worry I know your limits better than you do."

Just as soon as he saw me begin to take the breath, he slammed my head firmly into his crotch, his big, wide cock only pausing slightly as it bumped the back of my throat before sliding down my throat opened for breath and thus relaxed. Of course, as soon as I realized what had happened my throat was no longer relaxed; I'm sure my eyes were bugged out.

I was gagging constantly as he held my head down deep into his pubes, my throat was convulsing over and over around the hot, thick invader.

"That's it little girl, it's like your throat is trying to get my cock off all by itself; it feels wonderful; as it spasms around my cock. I'm proud of you slut, your throat was made for a man's cock, made to let a real man sling his cum into it." He was proud of me; it made me happy but it was a mix of a kinda terrible, wonderful feeling.

Just as I felt that I was going to pass out he raised my head off long enough for me to gasp for air. I could feel thick, nasty strands of saliva mixed with precum gushing out of my mouth and down his thick shaft. It was the consistency of cum as it slipped nastily over his balls and ran down his crotch. He then proceeded to thrust my head back down his shaft and even though he had a more difficult time ramming it past the back of my mouth and into my throat,(he didn't have the element of surprise anymore) he still managed to slip it all the way inside until my nose was once again buried in his pubic bush. I gagged again, producing another thick, white glob of mucus to lubricate his cock for each successive thrust. He didn't hold me down on it as long this time before letting me up for air and then thrusting it back again. Soon he settled into a relaxed, slow, deep throat fuck and I was actually beginning to get a grip on my breathing by timing my breaths to occur at exactly the moment my mouth cleared the head of his cock before his next thrust. He was totally in control of me never releasing my head for a second. Mom was still soothing me, "it's ok there Lisa, it'll be ok, it's what you need, what every Girl needs."

I knew that spit and precum was everywhere, I could see a thick puddle of white, foamy saliva dripping off his balls onto the floor. He continued his verbal teaching As well.

"Yeah, now you're using your mouth pussy Lisa, take my cock, take it all the way to The root little girl! You've been dreaming about this for years, haven't you? Thinking about a wet, big, cock sliding down right into your cunt-like gullet." His thrusts were becoming quicker now and I felt a new wave of swelling travel up his cock, I was aware that he was getting very close.

I looked up at him and saw his wide, superior smirk as he spoke again. "Remember how you fucking rooted around my balls with your tongue just a while ago slut? Well, now you're getting the whole ball load of cum right down your tight little throat, just like you were born to do. My big, thick cock, the same cock that will soon sling piss in your mouth is pounding your throat like its fucking your pussy. Your throat is about to milk the sperm out of the big balls you just licked and that makes you hot, doesn't it? Takes you right to the edge thinking about once again tasting my cum, doesn't it slut. Well, little girl, get ready, here it comes!!!!"

Time slowed to a crawl as I felt his cock swell even larger stretching my mouth even beyond the mouth-guard as the first violent wave of cum traveled up his shaft to empty far down my throat. Suddenly, with unbelievable quickness for a man in the middle of an orgasm, he pulled my head awkwardly backwards and moved to stand there with the head of his cock less than an inch from my mouth.

John's cock shuddered again with nothing to hold it steady and spewed a second massive load all over my face and into my mouth. I was covered from my hairline down to my chin. A third blast coated my right cheek and quickly ran down to my chin, mingling with what was already there and gaining enough weight to slide onto the floor

I focused on the underside of his shaft and noticed it contracted as yet another wave of cum made its way to accumulate on his cockhead. He yanked my head backwards even further and looked down at me, smiled and spit into my open mouth. Poor slutty little girl hasn't gotten to taste all of my cum yet. Is that what you want, to taste cum, your Master's cum?"

I was well beyond embarrassment by now and eagerly nodded that I wanted it. He slapped my face hard and in that calm, strong voice set me straight. "I told you not to nod at me, use your mouth-cunt to answer me when I ask you a question, tell me what you want!"

I was actually sobbing softly now as I replied, "Please Sir, I want to taste it so bad. Please don't waste it. I need to taste it all. I've done everything you wanted tonight, please let me have it in my mouth."I pleaded.

I was scared and excited at the same time. "Keep your mouth open Lisa, here it cums, ENJOY!" He held his still throbbing cock over my open mouth as he moved even closer to me and just let it sit on my lips for a moment, temptingly, as his hand kept the skin pinched off. He was staring at me, watching my reaction. After what seemed like an eternity, he skinned his hand back and I got another taste of his load. It was amazing. The pent up cum ran out like a fountain directly into my waiting, hungry, mouth.

The taste was incredible and I knew at that moment that this was where I belonged; everything he had said about me was true. I wanted to cry; I wanted to cum myself, I wanted to run away, I wanted to taste more of his cock all at the same time. I closed my mouth and moved the thick, creamy, salty, cum of my new owner around with my tongue coating the entire inside of my mouth as I savored the hot, salty flavor of cum. He began to beat my face softly with his wet, slimy cock, moving his cum all over my face before he released the back of my head. I knew now what I was; I now realized that I was just a slutty cocksucker worshipping at my Owner, Master's magnificent cock.

In the aftermath my owner unstrapped me and had me kneel in front of him to wipe the saliva off, drying his crotch with a soft towel. John smiled down at me as I was serving him and said that I was now allowed to sit on the floor and sip another glass of wine with him, still naked, still staring at his beautiful prick. I thought to myself that the taste of cock went well with a robust red wine. It was all very civilized except that now we both knew who was the boss and who was the bosses slutty slavegirl.

After a bit of quiet Master gave me that superior smirk that Alpha-males seem to have patented and said, "I'm proud of you kiddo, you passed the first test and now you know that you won't die while a real man throat fucks you. In time you'll look forward to having your gullet plugged and be capable of throating a horse-cock. It's a necessary skill for any slut. You were always meant to service superior males and when you're fully trained you'll always have cock on your mind; the taste of man-cum will be an aphrodisiac to you, in fact we'll only let you cum yourself when you have a mouthful of cock. Get over here now Lisa, let's continue your training, eh."

As commanded I squatted down in front of him still admiring his manhood. He gently lifted the half-swollen prick and pointed it at my face. "Open your mouth Lisa and just stick your tongue out!"

I don't know why I didn't realize what was going on but afterwards I regretted it for a while. As I stared open-mouthed at his cock he moved forward, smiled gently at me and laid the cockhead on top of my lip. I felt rather than saw the stream suddenly begin to spew forth with a small river of hot piss; the first blast of which went right into my open mouth. I knew enough to swallow to keep from drowning and that brought out Master John's smirk again as he reached down and very gently slapped my cheek and pulled me off his cock looking me in the eye as he spoke.

"Good girl, good girl, that's your first taste of piss and you knew enough to swallow without a spill. I'll go slowly for you because it's your first time but you have to learn how to take a man's piss-load right from the tap because it's what I want. Go ahead again now and put your lips just behind my cockhead and close them to make a tight seal. Good job kiddo, now use your tongue and lick across the piss slit; it takes a bit of stimulation to start the stream. Great, now look right into my eyes and think about this new act of submission as I piss into your mouth. You're nothing to me now but a pretty little urinal."

I was grateful that Master John was considerate enough to proceed slowly but this was so incredibly humiliating that I shivered as I looked deeply into John's eyes. I quickly tasted more of the warm, salty, pungent piss of my owner for the second time. Time slowed down for me then; I really can't adequately explain the mixed feelings of pride, humiliation and contentment I felt except to relate that the warm yellow liquid trickling into my mouth comforted me in a horrible, wacky way, maybe I was content because I was pleasing my Master or perhaps I was just a cum and piss pig. I'm just not sure.

John smiled down at me and stroked my hair just as he would any prized pet. Then he actually wiped the sweat from my forehead as he placed his hand under my chin and tilted my head to look up at him. He stared at me for a moment with his green eyes piercing my soul. As he gazed at me I noticed that his smile had again turned into an all knowing, very condescending, smirk. He had used me as his urinal and he knew that I was Ok with that. I was well on my way to being the cocksucker slut-slave that my Mother was. She was looking at me with pride. I was her little girl and I had learned the trade well.

Every morning started out with grooming, Master liked us to keep our cunts shaved very close; in fact the dear man had bought some expensive lotion that soothed our close-shaved cunt lips and kept them ever so soft. That was our everyday regimen but one day as Janice was in the stirrups and I had just about finished her shave Master came into the room. He walked up to Mom and rubbed her smooth cunt; the light rub turned into slapping her cunt lips as he watched her reaction.

"You see Lisa, a slave must always be ready for a little abuse; it reinforces her absolute commitment to her owner. He then casually swatted my tits a couple of times. It hurt but I knew enough to get thru it.

We settled into a comfortable routine in the next couple of days. I was his cocksucker whenever he needed to be serviced and Mom was his fuck-slave. He fucked her cunt or ass at least once a day. It was obvious to me that she loved his cock filling her cunt while Master spent a great deal of time training my mouth-cunt to suck his cock just the way he wanted. I knew that it was only a matter of time before I would enjoy his fat, long prick in my cunt but the mere thought of that big cock in my little asshole made me cringe.

I admit that I was a bit troubled because I just couldn't understand how I was so happy being trained as his slave. What the hell kind of girl wanted to be a man's cock-slave anyway? I certainly didn't know but I was as happy as I had ever been, it was all so very confusing.

We were in a cool spot as he continued to train me as the body slave he wanted. Master had me on my knees after supper one night. He raised his flaccid member up slightly with his hand and brought the nub of his cock to within an inch of my lips saying, "Do you see my pee hole?" he asked. I nodded. "Answer me now kid!" "Yes," I answered with some hesitation.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, I."

With his quiet, assertive voice he said, "My name Lisa; I'm now your Master and all other men are the Sirs in your world. Always address me properly. Say, "Yes, Master."

I swallowed hard, staring at that wide piss slit. "Yes, Master," somehow once I said the word Master, it just felt natural. "Now stick your tongue out and wiggle it around in the piss hole." I told myself that I was only doing it because I had no choice but in my heart I knew I wanted to please him. I slowly let my tongue slip from my lips and made the first, trembling contact with Master's massive piss hole, parting the slit. "Get the tip in there," he instructed. "Good, good, just wiggle it in there. Now lean in and let your lips suck on the head. Start sucking your Master's cock head into your mouth." With the tip of my tongue lodged in Master's pee slit, I leaned my head forward ever so slightly and my lips got another full taste of cock.

Master's soft skin gave way to my soft lips and the cock head crept into my opening mouth like an overeager snake. "Now roll your tongue around it," Master told me. "Get it nice and wet." As I did this, I could sense once again the monster growing. The head of it in my mouth began to swell and he had to scoot back a bit to allow for the growth without gagging me, his girl now. For all the discomfort and violation I had suffered, I found the feel of the silky skin in my mouth to be rather pleasant, though I tried not to think about it that way. I swirled my tongue around and around to get it wet the way I knew he liked. I had to keep opening my mouth wider as more and more of his meat slid in and grew.

"Tastes good, doesn't it?" Master pulled his growing member from my mouth and waited for a response. "Answer me, Lisa."

I simply couldn't take my eyes off my Master's cock as it glistened from its first meeting with my tongue.

It was still half-hard and flexible and thick and long, at least seven inches showing, with more to go.

"Yes, Master," I said. That's what the answer had to be, I figured. I kept telling myself it meant nothing. It was just something I had to do to please this man and also keep myself happy. He smiled down at me. "Now, you know where the most sensitive areas are. I want you to show me with your tongue." Master let his cock flop around on my face, wiping the moist head from cheek to cheek. "Come on, little girl," he taunted. "Get that tongue out. Lick the best places." I stuck my tongue out again and began licking the under belly of his cock, just below the glans. Master moaned his approval and seven inches became eight. My inhibitions began to ebb and within minutes, I was licking Master's big cock like it was a candy stick in all the right places. The size and feel and smell of it against my tongue, lips and face quickly erased the line between what a "good girl" should and shouldn't do and what simply felt right and good. Seven inches became eight, and before long the man I now thought of as my Master had reached the glory of a full erection.

I had to lick and suck on all the areas of Master's cock that I could reach and he had to step back and press down on his shaft to make sure the proper attention was given to every area. Master swayed his hips as he slowly fed me his tool.

"It's a great taste for a slut isn't it, kid?" Between the loud, wet slurps of my tongue, I responded properly,

"Yes, Master."

"I want to hear you moaning those words over and over as you suck me off, Lisa," my Master instructed. "I want to hear you moaning, `Yes, Oh, yes, Master'."

Master's monster snake was soon glistening with my efforts and he continually inserted his cockhead in and out of my wet mouth repeatedly until trickles of saliva were running down the shaft and dripping onto my tits. I couldn't help but to moan the words, "Yes, Sir," as the regal head of his cock met my lips. What started out as strict obedience soon became very genuine moans and groans of pleasure and desire as I repeated those words with ever greater intensity and desire. I had lost all sense of who he was or what position I was in. The only thing that seemed to matter was being close to my man and his big cock as it slid all over my face. The massive member slid out from my wet lips and I quickly lunged at Master's cock and sucked it back into my mouth for another tongue bath, I nearly gagged as it approached the back of my throat. My eyes watered as I sucked on the end of Master's pole like a nursing babe. He pulled the dripping head of his cock out of my mouth again and humped his long shaft slowly up and down over my face as I, his girl, licked and kissed from below.

"It's a beautiful cock, isn't it, Lisa?" "Oh, yes, Sir," I answered as I kissed that beautiful shaft. "Yes!" And I found myself wanting my hands to be free to grip the shaft of Master's cock with both hands and control it for myself. It was so big, so thick, so soft and yet so hard and massive; I was intimidated by it. I wanted to know what it felt like to hold it but knew that my Master knew best. Yes, I found it to be quite beautiful. Then my Master humped his way up onto my face so that his balls came into range. My Master's balls were soft and low, before he could even tell me what to do I licked my way down to them and began kissing and suckling them and marveling at how full and heavy and smooth they felt against my wet tongue; it crossed my mind that they had to be full of cum.

"Pretty soon, I'm going to unload these big balls in your mouth," Master said as he delighted in the pleasure of my sudden eagerness. "Mmm...you you're nice and eager for your Master's cum in your mouth aren't you, kiddo? I own you."

My face was smothered in his manhood. I was breathing it all in and tasting it and had no real sense of what it all meant, but I was too far gone in what I was doing to think rationally about it. "Yes, Sir," I moaned after rolling the flat of my tongue across his ball sack. I let the flat of my tongue press on the underside of his cock head and rolled it around. His pre-cum oozed from the thick cock out onto my tongue and was smeared around as my licking continued. Finding the new taste strange but pleasant, I lapped at the pee slit and sucked more of the warm juice from my owner's tool.

"Get it all now little girl," Master encouraged me as he moaned his approval. I was licking that head so passionately now that he was getting ready to explode. I knew that he hadn't had an orgasm in hours, saving it all up for this moment. My tenacity, though not wholly unexpected, was getting him off faster than anticipated. Master then placed his hands on my head and I sensed what was next. I opened my mouth willingly and accepted the final insertion of his thick monster.

In his sexy, soft, assertive voice Master directed my eyes upwards and told me to prepare for a large gush of cum. My owner didn't want me to swallow right away, though. He wanted me to let all the cum collect in my mouth and then wait until I was told before gulping it down. His eyes said it all.

I continued to stare up at the smooth, muscular upper body of the man that towered over me, the man who controlled me, my owner. My tongue swirled around the huge flesh pole frantically, dancing to the inevitable conclusion. Master's moans of pleasure grew more intense until at last, he placed his hands on the corners of my jaws and pulled out enough to let the first burst of cream shoot into my mouth. I was startled and almost inhaled it when I felt the warm stream gush into the back of my throat. I recovered in time to open my mouth wider to accept the second wave, which produced more than the first. Master began stroking his pole with both hands now, milking it as I obediently kept my mouth open to receive one shot after the other. My mouth was soon filled with a pool of creamy whiteness, salty and sticky. With each intense spasm my Master milked his shaft until the quivering subsided and the last major glob of cum dropped into my waiting mouth. The pool of cream had risen to the brim of my lower lip and I held it all there, trembling at fullness of his cock, afraid for what was next, unable to move for fear of letting some spill and upsetting my owner. He slowly stroked himself down as he caught his breath and admired his handiwork in my mouth. As the massive tool began to soften, he again dipped the cockhead into my mouth and then wiped it off around my nostrils so I could breath his essence in.

"Now close your mouth, Lisa," I was instructed. "Close your mouth and swish it all around with your tongue, get used to my taste my little cocksucker."

I slowly brought my lips together and winced through the humiliation of it all. His cum load was warm, gooey and thick; it filled my cheeks as I slid it all around my cummy mouth just the way I was ordered. I knew that this was probably the pinnacle of my submission; I had arrived!

With my Master's last instruction, I swallowed the cum load down in full gulps. Even after I had finished swallowing I could still taste and feel his cum in my mouth as though it would always be there for me and perhaps it would. With my Master's cum stains drying in my nostrils and the taste of him fully on my lips I felt deliriously owned and slutty.

With Master still rubbing his flaccid tool against my lips, I licked at the last of the oozing cum escaping from the pee slit as if licking from an ice cream cone. Without any instruction from Master as to what to do with it, I simply let it glaze my tongue and then swallowed it down with the sticky rest. When the well ran dry, I continued to suckle his cock head like a pacifier until it slipped away.

"Did you enjoy that little girl?" Master asked.

My head was drooped in a daze, as if I was about to pass out from either exhaustion, exhilaration or confusion. Master grabbed me by the hair and tugged my gaze upwards. "Tell me, Lisa, did you enjoy sucking my cock and swallowing my load of cum?"

I nodded slowly, like I was in a fog because actually, I was. The smell of cum filled my nose; the taste of Master's big cock and creamy cum overpowered my taste buds.

"That was very good slut now you know what it's like to really blow your man." I was slowly sucking on his cock, really just suckling it, as Master explained once again that the difference between a cunt and a mouth was that a mouth had more lip Control and a wide, flat tongue to caress his cock. I listened intently as he told me to begin moving my lips like a fish letting my lips massage his cock all the way into my throat. He grabbed my neck and used it to position me where he wanted telling me when he could feel his cock in my throat. Once again I felt how powerless I was with his big hands squeezing my neck and bringing my mouth up and down on his prick, it was scary but it felt good.

"Do you notice that you're not gagging any more Lisa, I've opened your gullet for cock, you're now a cocksucker. My cock and your mouth have reached a kind of covenant, you're now my very own young cocksucker. Don't worry you'll get lots of practice from now on."

That day was kind of an awakening; I now thought of myself as a slut, a slave to any man's cock needing service.

The sex never stopped; it turned out that Master John liked teaching me the cocksucker skills but still enjoyed fucking Mom. I spent lots of time just holding his cock in my mouth, keeping it wet and warm. Every once in a while John would set his book down and lightly slap my cheek; that was my cue to open my lips and just support his cockhead on my tongue. He liked to slow everything down at this point so that I could reflect on being his urinal. He would look me in the eye and finally let just a little dribble of piss into my mouth. That little taste was my cue to tighten my lips just behind his flared cockhead. John usually sported a wide smirk as he pissed in my mouth watching me swallow it down with my hands behind my back. When he finished I would lick whatever small drops were on his prick as he had taught me to; he liked to finish watching my tongue action. There is nothing that reinforces a slave's role as clearly as urinal duty and having my Mom watch me heightened the humiliation.

At the end I was roughly pushed away being told to watch as he fucked my Mother's cunt. Still sitting on the floor I watched as Master approached with his enormous cock sticking out. I was commanded to wet the head so it could slide easily into her; I sucked and licked John's cock until he pushed me down onto my back; Mom climbed on top of me with her cunt at my mouth. He mounted her from the rear as I slurped on her damp cunt.

For the first time in my life, I had a close-up view of a cock fucking a cunt. I was so close that I could hear the wet sucking sounds of her cunt and felt the spray of their juices on my face with each plunge. Master started to tease her by slowly pulling his cock from her pussy until just the head remained inside. Then he'd wait until she started whimpering for more before shoving it back in as hard as he could. Each time she would moan loudly and I could run my tongue along his cock all slimy with juices.

His cock was so thick it stretched her pussy lips far apart and when he pulled out, her cunt lips stuck to his shaft and stretched far from her pubic mound. The sight of this was awesome. I was so hot. His cock was rubbing across my lips when he pulled out and her cunt juices dripped on my face.

As Master fucked Janice, she panted and gasped for air and made sounds that I had never heard before. He fucked ever faster until with a growl, he plunged in right to the hilt, almost squeezing his tightened nut sack into her cunt. I knew he was spraying his spunk inside her pussy now and I realized that I was just seconds away from eating his leftovers. He had already told me I was to be the "clean up" girl.

When Master John pulled out his sticky meat stick, a long string of cum followed it out and splashed onto my face. I quickly attached my mouth to Mom's gaping gash and proceeded to suck out the warm clumps of scum. It tasted similar to what I had sucked directly from his cock but somewhat sweeter mixed with cunt juice. It slid like syrup down my throat coated with Janine's own sauce. God, it was delicious! Janice (Mom) then sat up and a rush of sperm flowed out of her pussy and down my throat. He must have shot a huge load deep into her!

After I cleaned everything out of her pussy, she raised her crotch off my face and looked down at me with a smirk on her face. My face was drenched with their juices.

"Did you have fun down there my little girl?" she said and then giggled as she motioned me to immediately go to work on Master's semi-stiff rod. His dick was wet with mixed cum and pussy juice, which I slowly licked up. I worked my way down to his balls and gently lapped at each one until his cock started swelling. My mind again wandered to my reading "Fifty shades of Grey" and "The story of O" there really was a great joy connected to being a totally submissive slut.

I thought to myself, "this is really hot; I had never realized how exciting it was to service a couple."

That old adage about "nothing tastes quite like a "fresh-fucked-cunt" is certainly true but I still preferred Master John's cock.