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By *ubway OP Man
over a year ago

Bath

Chapter 4 - Part 1

It was Monday lunch time and I was getting ready to visit Bob as instructed. To say I was once again feeling very nervous and anxious, would be an understatement. Ruth and I knew that it was going to be with a one on one with Bob this afternoon, but I still had a lot of questions to ask him.

My main worry was what he had in store for me. He told me to wear my plug and ring, so I thought that he would be showing me more male orientated stuff, but what then. I was hoping secretly that he would be giving me some more swinging advice. But he could do that with everyone around. So many possibilities were going through my mind. Ruth said that if I cancelled, that would be the end of everything. I just couldn’t let that happen so I had to go.

I showered and put my plug in, which I must admit went in surprisingly easy. I also made sure I was shaved properly so my ring made my cock look bigger. I was ready. As I was driving today I didn’t have to rush to get ready too quickly, but nothing else was on my mind. So, dressed smartly, I set off but I was still feeling hot under the collar and nervous.

I decided to park my car away from the house once again. I didn’t want to have my car associated with Bob and Claire’s house, just in case they are known for their parties. I had already been seen a couple of times entering and leaving the house. I thought that could be for anything though, but just in case, I will play safe.

Walking up the front garden path, I noticed there were still two cars in the driveway. I knocked on the door, waited, then Bob opened it.

“Good evening boy, come on in.” He stepped to one side as I walked in. As soon as he closed the door, he ordered, “Put your clothes there, then come into the living room.” I looked at him and I was about to ask why, especially as he was fully dressed, but he walked into the living room without even looking at me. My flight response was kicking in, and I was thinking this is a bad idea, but I didn’t want to be rude. I was really wanting to know more so I undressed, checked my cock ring made me look good and walked into the living room, keeping my hands in front of me.

“Come and sit down……and take your hands away from your dicklet. You are to have no secrets with your Master” Bob pointed at the chair opposite him. I walked over to him, removing my hands and sat down.

“Good. Now. I got you here today, so that you can get things off your chest. Claire and I had a feeling during the last two parties that you were still a bit too guarded.”

He motioned with his hands that I was to open my legs. I didn’t say anything, just did as he said. I opened my legs, naturally putting my hands on my thighs so that I was fully on display to him.

“Yes, its true that I got you to admit your feelings, but you really did come across that you had doubts. Perhaps you were just afraid to ask more questions or you are just nervous. We invited Ruth and hoped that seeing her would let you realise more quickly. So. Now we can talk a little more freely, man to boy……… so just relax.”

I sat back in the chair and just as I spoke, “Well I had a few ……,” He held up his hand to stop me talking. “I can see you have your cock ring on, do you have your plug in?”

I nodded “Yes Sir.” I was about to stand and show him, when he put his hand up again and said,

“Tell me, how do you feel right now, ………. this minute?”

I waited to speak then said, “Well Sir, I am a little nervous. I am sat here naked and apologies Sir, but I don’t know why. I have my plug and ring on and again Sir, I don’t know why.” I was about to continue when he raised his hand once again, so I stopped talking.

“You are naked because I want it that way. Haven’t you heard of CMNM? Clothed Male Naked Male?”

“Yes Sir,” I said

“Well firstly, you must get used to being in a Dominants company. You are a natural submissive. You have already disclosed this matter to all of us. So, you have to learn, when you enter a Dominants house, unless he or she tells you otherwise, you will automatically remove your clothing. It is respect.” I nodded as Bob continued.

“A submissive is not entitled to wear clothes in the presence of a Master or Mistress.” He let those words sink in. “You are to show that you understand your place in this world.” He looked at my face for any reaction.

“A submissive must understand that it will always show its Master or Mistress respect. It must show, in your case, that service to its Dominants, makes it hard. Showing your dicklet at all times, a Master or Mistress likes to see that the sub cares and is happy to be in their company.”

I understood what he was saying, feeling his power over me. I was getting hard just listening to him. I couldn’t hide the fact that my cock was slowly growing, and I had to adjust myself as I sat in the chair. Bob continued and glanced at my cock.

“I am making this a teaching point for you by staying clothed while you are naked. I can see that your dicklet is hard. Good boy. As a Dominant, I can see also that you understand your place. Do you feel happier being told this?”

I had to touch my cock as he spoke. He noticed my hand as I gave myself a slow up and down stroke.

“You are comfortable in this situation. That pleases me”

“As for your plug and cock ring. When you are naked in the company of Dominants, we expect you to comply with everything that we tell you to do. In your case, we instructed you to wear your plug and cock ring. You have complied. Good boy”.

“Do you have another question?”

“Yes Sir.” I replied. “You call my cock a dicklet……...”.

Before I had finished, he laughed. “Yes of course. Look at it. Back in Victorian times, a small cock was called a dicklet. I have a cock. You have a dicklet. And that little ball of yours, don’t you think that is why you are the bitch you are? You seek out men and women to show them that you are a beta male.”

I felt an even greater embarrassment building. I glanced down at my cock, but I thought I was quite big. Granted, compared to Bob I was smaller, and I could see why he would call my cock a dicklet. I touched my ball and looked up and saw he was smiling. He liked me feeling uncomfortable and was waiting for me to react. What was I to do?

I was being humiliated, but I had very mixed feelings. His words were hurtful but my dicklet was still hard. It was as if he knew I wanted to hear what he was saying. Man, he was good. He spoke again pointing at my dicklet.

“You will wear that ring all the time. You already know that it makes you conscious about how much it shows you off. Look at it pushing your little ball up and on display. LOOK at it.

I looked down again. He was right, of course. I was all on display to him. My ball was isolated against my erect hard dicklet.

“How do you feel?” he questioned.

“I find it a turn on Sir. To learn this stuff. And to be honest Sir, I like it.”

He stood up and motioned for me to kneel in front of him. I got out of the chair and knelt down, eye level with his crotch.

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By *enninemarkMan
over a year ago

huddersfield/manchester

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By *avey997TV/TS
over a year ago

East London

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By *toobguyMan
over a year ago

Manchester

Very good.

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By *stwo80Couple
over a year ago

yorkshire

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By *arriedfun51Man
over a year ago

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as it should be,

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By *ubway OP Man
over a year ago

Bath

Chapter 4 - Part 2

“Look only at my cock in my trousers. You want to be a sub whose only wish is to please its Master, well start by looking adoringly at my cock. Think to yourself that it is the only thing you care about in the world. Lick your lips. Swallow if you have to. Show your Master that you would do anything to suck on his cock.”

He circled his hips and thrust his crotch in my direction, “Look at it. Think about it. Think what is inside my trousers. My cock is soft and warm. Remember the feeling in your mouth. Remember when you held and touched my cock. Remember that feeling. You must want and hunger for that feeling.”

My mind was open and taking in everything he was saying. I looked down at my hard dicklet. I was so turned on by his words. I looked at his growing bulge. I couldn’t believe it. I was actually thinking and day dreaming of what was in his trousers. I wanted to see his cock, to touch it. Then I was overwhelmed by the need to pay my respects to his cock. I wanted to feel it once again, how heavy it was, the thickness, its warm and soft and big cock head. I automatically swallowed as I got myself all worked up.

“We have already taught you what to do when you see my cock or Claire’s pussy.”

“Yes Sir.” I said looking closely to see if I could make out more of the shape of Bobs cock in his trousers.

He continued in his low, powerful sounding voice. “I am your Master. Your desires are to want to please me.” He was right. He was my Master and I wanted to do anything I could to please him. Bob then walked over to the table, and came back carrying a leather collar. “Put this on.” He said as he handed me the collar.

I held it in my hands and looked at it. It was exactly like the one Ruth wore the other night. It was a thick stiff leather collar with an adjustable buckle. I noticed it had metal eyelets a few centimetres apart on each side of the buckle. I put it round my neck and buckled it up. I didn’t make it too tight, I still wanted to breath.

Bob watched me, and bent down to inspect it. He put two fingers inside the collar then said, “Get used to wearing it bitch. This will be another item that you may be told to wear in a Dominant’s company. It is a visual display to everyone in the room that you are a sub, a bitch and cock sucker.” I nodded as I sat back on my heels, looking at his cock in his trousers.

“Take my trousers off.” He ordered. I reached up to unbuckle his belt, undid the button, then pulled down the zip of his fly. He just stood there looking at me. I held his trousers as they slowly slid down his legs. His y-fronts came into my view, as I stared at the twitching bulge of his cock, my imagination thinking about what was inside.

He gracefully lifted each leg and stepped out of his trousers. “Keep looking at my cock, keep thinking about what is inside.” he said. I gently threw his trousers on to the sofa, not taking my eyes from his cock bulge.

“Now gently pull my briefs down. Reveal my cock bit by bit.” He grabbed the back of my head, “Get your face closer. I want you to smell my cock, and close enough to feel it’s heat.”

I got so close to his underwear that my nose was almost touching him. I could smell the washing powder fragrance and the slight pungent smell of man sweat. With fingers and thumbs, I reached inside the legs of his underwear and gently pulled down.

I slowly revealed his shaved pubic area, then the top of his cock, then all the way down the thick length to his balls. I did it so slowly but I wanted so much to pull them down fast and enjoy my reward.

As his y-fronts dropped to the floor, his hardening cock sprang out and hit me in the face. I didn’t flinch because I knew it would happen. I wanted it to happen. I wanted to feel it on my face. I was about to reach for him when he said.

“Don’t touch me with your hands, just pay your respects.” He put his hands on his hips and continued, “Put your hands behind you.”

I bent down a little more as I turned my head to get a good angle to pay my respects. I positioned myself under his hanging soft cock, then kissed his foreskin opening, directly on his pee hole. Oh wow, I was once again flooded with emotions and feelings. His cock was hot on my lips, the rubbery feel of the loose skin circling his cock head, opening as I pushed my mouth onto his pee slit.

Feeling his cock on my lips, I was so worked up that I wanted to suck him. I was hungry to please him. In that exact minute, I saw myself in my mind’s eye, what was I doing? Was I being controlled by this man that I felt like this was normal behaviour?

“Smell the length of my cock.” I did as he commanded.

“Good, now go and sit down again.” I reluctantly sat back in my chair, as Bob sat down on the sofa, opening his legs for me to see him.

“Do I need to wash my cock before we continue?” He asked me. I shook my head and replied, “You have a delightful clean smell Sir.”

“Good boy. Remember that smell. It will be a smell that turns you on? It will be a smell that you will miss when you cannot be in the company of a Dominant. You will crave in your very being, to be near a cock to get that smell.”

I was listening intently to his words, not taking my eyes from his now nearly erect cock.

“You will feel unhappy and hungry with desire when you think about any real man’s cock and balls but can’t get to one. Now. There may be times when your Master smells a little bit sweaty or he has had a pee and might not have shook that well. It will never be a terribly bad smell, as a Master takes pride in his appearance, bearing and scent. However, you will still pay your respects to him. Do you understand what that means?“

I nodded, “Yes Sir, I am to pay respects every time I am put in front of a Masters cock, regardless of whenever or wherever we are Sir.” I noticed he twitched his cock making it expand and look thicker.

“If he needs a quick freshen up, then you will be required to wash him.” He looked at me to let the lesson sink in. “Stroke your dicklet as I speak to you. So. Do we need to go through how to wash a Masters cock?”

As I jerked my hard dicklet I quickly said to him, “No Sir, I think that I can be gentle and to wash him so that he is clean for me to suck Sir.”

“Good answer boy. Yes, it will be you who will pay the price for not washing him well enough. You will only get one chance before you will be told to offer your mouth to worship him, so make it a good and thorough wash.”

I understood that lesson all too well, remembering Clive’s cock back in the classroom. His was a little bit smelly of pee.

As he sat in the sofa, his legs open, he pointed at the floor in front of him. I quickly let go of my dicklet, got up and knelt down.

“Put your chin here.” He pointed to a spot on the edge of the sofa between his legs. I leaned forward and placed my chin where he told me to. I was now looking up close, his hard cock towering over me. He opened legs a little more to allow me to get the complete view of his cock and balls. With it all just a few centimetres away from my face, I could see every bump, vein and curve of tight and loose skin. The way his cock stood erect, the thickness, the softness, the way his balls rested in his ball bag on the sofa cushion. Good grief, what had I become?

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By *enninemarkMan
over a year ago

huddersfield/manchester

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By *evil boy 49Man
over a year ago

Hitchin

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By *ubway OP Man
over a year ago

Bath

Chapter 4 – Part 3

“Look closely.” He said. “This is where you get to take in everything about your Masters cock. Look at it. Study it. Want it.” I did as he said. “This is your only desire.” He twitched his cock. “A sub gets to learn every detail of its Masters cock from this position. If you are presented with lots of pictures of cocks, you will always be able to pick out your Masters cock. Go on. Breathe it in.”

I looked. I studied. I breathed in his smell. I looked closely where his foreskin covered his cock head and the crinkly excess of skin that opened to reveal his pee slit. The underside of his cock had the large vein, prominent along its length. His balls looked like eggs, so loose inside his ball bag, laying at different angles.

He pointed it at me. Then he changed its position again every few seconds to give me different views. I was able to learn about every tiny bit of his cock and balls, from every angle, and to actually feel something for it. I was drawn to it. I wanted to not only be a sub, but I wanted to be in the company of others like Bob. He was teaching me just who I was. Just how much of a cock worshipper I was.

“Pay your respects to my cock.” I leaned in and kissed his pee slit once again. “Good, you are understanding that my cock is a symbol of authority over you as a sub. You are learning that a Master’s cock is to be worshipped. A Master’s cock is to be loved and cherished by the sub. Do you understand why an Alpha male has the right to breed before you?”

I thought about it. I thought I understood. I knew I was a beta male. It made sense to let an Alpha male have his choice of females before I was allowed to. It is his cock that breeds the female. The Alpha and therefore his cock must be admired and worshipped. Forever embedded in my mind - a Master’s cock is to be respected. I nodded my head.

“Good boy. Now, pay attention to my balls.” I looked at his balls resting on the sofa. I leaned in to kiss each one gently. As my mouth touched the loose skin of his ball bag, I pushed forward to get to his balls, my nose pressed into the base of his cock. I felt his balls move and roll slightly each time I touched them.

“Excellent my little bitch. I want you to think about what you are feeling when paying respects to my balls. Think about them now. Think about them producing sperm to breed. To you, the word is ‘cum’. They produce hot breeding cum. Do you understand?”

My mind was being flooded with all these feelings and thoughts. Of course, I knew all about how sperm was produced from a biological point of view, but Bob was really making me think about HIS cum. With my chin back in place on the sofa, I nodded and stared once more at his magnificent cock. Now I was imagining him cumming and the cum oozing out of the tip of his cock like I had seen before.

What the hell was going on in my head!!!!! I was turning into a depraved sex addict, or so I thought at the time. What was really happening was my conditioning. He went on.

“During our last get together, you were lucky enough to experience your Master’s and Mistress’s orgasms. I didn’t ask you last time, but did you enjoy seeing us cum? Tell me. Tell me what were you thinking when you saw your Mistress cum in Ruth’s mouth.”

Keeping my chin on the sofa, I replied.

“I thought it was so hot and sexy when Ruth sucked Mistress Sir; I really wanted to see Mistress cum. I liked it when Ruth tried to suck Claire’s, sorry, Mistress’s pussy while her hips were jerking with a big orgasm Sir. It was such a turn on Sir.”

“Enough.” He shouted at me. “Call me Master.”

“Yes Master.” I quickly replied

“And did Ruth swallow Mistress’s cum? Did she refuse or did she drink from her Mistress’s vagina with pride and appreciation?” He gripped his cock and wiped the tip over my eyes and face.

“She sucked and swallowed Master.” I replied as I felt the dry but soft folds of his foreskin rub over me.

“Of course, she did. She is a bitch, a sub for a Dominants pleasure. She knows her place is to satisfy her Mistress’s or Master’s desires. Do you understand what I am saying?”

Of course I did, and I also remembered when she pleased him and swallowed his cum as well, but hang on. I remembered when I first experienced Bob cumming; he just splashed his cum all over me. I didn’t have to take it in my mouth or swallow it………What did that actually mean?

Meanwhile, Bob was enjoying how I pushed my face into his cock trying to get more contact with it. He could see that I was sinking further into depravity. He was driving me crazy with his teasing and what he was saying. My focus was his pleasure. I wanted to touch and feel his cock but it was just tantalisingly out of reach. My whole being now craved nothing more but his pleasure.

I was so lost in the moment but I must have been doing everything right because he was so hard. As he let go of his cock, it sprang erect in front of me. He let me see it once again, so proud and powerful, but just out of reach. I tried to edge my chin a little closer but he stopped me by placing a hand on my forehead to hold me in place. OMG, I wanted to touch him. I actually stuck my tongue out to try to reach his ball bag.

“Ruth, like you now, is here only for our pleasure. When you are good, you will receive a gift. Do you know what that gift is?”

“Your cum Master?” I said between trying to stretch my tongue out to lick him and pushing against his hand to get nearer.

“Goooood.” He said smiling. “Our gift to a sub is cunt juice from all the women and sperm from the men. How does that make you feel?”.

His words were turning me on so much. I had to touch myself. Everything was so overwhelming, I had to stroke my little dicklet.

He glanced at my shoulder and noticed I was making gentle jerking motions.

“Did you know that there is an act of bonding between a Master and a sub?”

I knew he was talking but my focus was trying to touch and lick his cock with my tongue.

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By *ubway OP Man
over a year ago

Bath

Chapter 4 - Part 4

“Do you know what happens when you are allowed to take your Masters cum in your mouth and then in your stomach?” He said teasing me by letting me nearly lick his foreskin covered cock head.

I swallowed to moisten my mouth, then replied before resigning myself to being able to just look at his cock instead of being able to suck it.

“No Master.” I said.

Bob started to rub his cock. He removed his hand from my head to hold his balls and started to jerk and wank himself. I knew he didn’t want me to move so I just stayed where I was, my chin on the sofa. I watched him with a building hunger to do anything for him to make him happy.

He started to stroke himself more vigorously, his open handed fist circling and gripping his cock. He was jerking quite fast now, making his foreskin roll back and forth over his cock and I wondered what he had planned. He kept going, stopping occasionally to let me lick his cock to wet and lubricate it.

His taste changed as his cock started oozing pre-cum. As I licked all over his cock head and pee hole. I made sure that I mixed my saliva with his precum to make sure he was wet enough to continue wanking that impressive cock. It was then that I thought about how it all felt on my tongue and in my mouth. Perhaps it was something that only a cock sucking bitch knew what to do, but I gave the ridges of his cock head extra moisture because his foreskin would need it each time he rolled it back and forth.

As he wanked, I watched his balls in his hand jiggle and his ball bag slowly tighten. His leaned his head back into the sofa and his eyes closed, he was getting close to cumming. I didn’t know what I was going to do, but he was very close.

But then he stopped. OMG he just stopped. I thought I was going to see and witness him cum again but he edged himself to the point of orgasm and stopped. I don’t know if I was disappointed or relieved as he removed his hand, letting me see his engorged cock twitch and look so massive and powerfully in front of me.

He waited a few seconds then leaned forward, gripping my face in his hand, looking into my eyes, as his cock pushed against my lips.

“Swallowing your Masters sperm or your Mistresses cum is a commitment. It means that having their essence in your stomach, in your body, you will eventually start to sweat and smell like them. When in the company of other Masters, Mistresses and subs, the sub sluts will come to identify his scent on you and know you are his.”

I listened intently and believed everything he said. I suckled on his cock head. My mind was being overwhelmed with everything I was being told. The smell of him, the way his cock felt, I was being drawn to wanting to be in this position for the rest of my days. He continued,

“The commitment to swallow will become a compulsion. What you are learning here, now, with your Master today, you will come to understand that eating sperm is a respectful way of admiring your Masters fertility. You will be bonded to that Master as his cock sucker.” He continued to look at me nursing and playing with his cock. “Do you understand?”

Everything was flooding over me. I nodded. Yes I did understand. My place was to pay my respects, to show that I was grateful to be in his service.

“When your Master, or even your Mistress wants to cum, you will be given the responsibility to show your respect by swallowing and eating. A food that you may even have to beg for. Today, you will want your Masters seed in your body, the ultimate goal for an owned cock sucker. You will be an owned bitch wanting only to please your Master. Do you understand?”

I didn’t move, I just played with his pee hole, licking inside his foreskin with my tongue. I looked into his eyes and said yes by blinking.

“Remember when I came on you last time?” I blinked a ‘yes’ once again

“You remember. Good. Well that was my way of telling everyone at the party that you were my bitch for the evening. You had my scent on you. I didn’t let you swallow my sperm. I didn’t know that I wanted you to be my bitch then.”

He smiled at me and stroked my hair. As he leaned forward, his cock pulled out my mouth making me stretch my tongue out to maintain contact with it. “You have already seen and experienced my gift on you. Tell me, how do you feel about learning such a thing?”

I was getting so lost in the moment that just said, “Your sperm is hot and thick Master. it is quite amazing to see it come out of your cock Master. The feel of it on me was nice and made me proud wearing it Master. Thank you for showing me your sperm Master.”

“Good boy.” He leaned back leaving me with my chin on the sofa, looking once again at his cock and balls at a distance. He switched on the TV, ignoring me, while I studied his cock. “Keep describing what you like about my sperm”.

I told him that it was very thick but still runny because there was so much of it. It was white with clear bits and it smelt salty ………. I ran out of things to say as he changed channels on the TV.

About thirty minutes must have passed when he started to stroke his cock again. He was now semi hard but was once again became erect quite quickly. I was given the chance to study his stunning cock once again. Stroking it all the time, he moved it around in front of me so that I could see how his cock filled with blood and expanded the head to its magnificent size. He pulled his foreskin back. I saw his purple cock head, and how his foreskin was connected to his pee hole. He showed me how his foreskin rolled up and over his cock head, how supple and stretchy it was as it was pulled down again.

This was proper conditioning. I know now that I was being made to see his cock in an addictive manner. I didn’t know it at the time. But looking at what I was doing and what was being done to me, I was being conditioned to adore the look of a cock, not only his but all cocks. I was being trained to worship a Dominants cock. It was working too. I wanted to be that cock worshipping sub Bob wanted. But then I think I was already a cock sucker. He was able to open me up and let my desires come to the front.

He let me watch his cock get soft again. I watched how the skin of his cock became looser and made it look softer. His foreskin slowly slid back over his cock head, but it was a little dry and got caught half on and half off one side of his helmet. He looked at me as I watched in fascination.

He lifted his cock and put it to my lips. I licked it. It was an automatic thing to do, I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to wet his cock enough to watch his foreskin go over his cock head more easily. Bob knew this. He looked at me lick just where some moisture was needed. It was like a connection between his cock and me.

“Good boy.” He said as he pulled his foreskin back one more time to allow it to slide back more easily over his helmet.

I was feeling so happy that my efforts were appreciated. I was actually proud of myself for doing it. And the look on Bobs face also told me that he was proud of me too.

He switched off the TV, looked down at me. “Do you know what you look like boy?”

I stopped studying his cock and looked up at him. I looked at myself in my mind’s eye. I was naked, very aware that I was wearing a plug in my bum, a cock ring around my hard cock and a collar around my neck. My chin was on the sofa cushion between a mature man’s legs, watching his cock growing hard then soft, so close that it was almost touch my nose.

As he continued, I suddenly felt embarrassed. Before now, I went along with everything because it felt right. I wanted to do everything Bob told me to do. Now I looked at myself and wondered if this was really me.

“Well I will tell you.” He said. “You look like a sub who is happiest with a Dominant man in front of it. You were born to suck cock. Not any cock, but a Dominant man’s cock. You are a bitch boy who wants to please its Master and to do that, you hunger and even get turned on, wanting to have a cock in your mouth, to suck, lick and worship a Dominant man’s cock.”

He was right. I wanted this. I liked doing everything he said and especially being trained. I wanted to see, feel and touch a cock, soft or hard. I wanted to suck on him, but I liked to be told to do it. I looked up at him and lifted my chin from the sofa.

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over a year ago

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over a year ago

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By *ubway OP Man
over a year ago

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Chapter 4 – Part 5

He nodded, and then I jumped out of surprise because a pair of hands rested on my shoulders and pushed my head and chin back on to the sofa. WTF ….. Someone else was here!!!! Now I was really scared. The hands forced me down so much that I couldn’t turn around to see who it was. I was worried. Then Bob reached over and held my head down with a firm grip, and one of the hands moved from my shoulder to my plug. My plug was being removed, slowly and gently, it was being pulled out.

My total and complete focus on Bob’s cock was broken. I felt my plug twist and turn as it was slowly being pulled. I was a little dry so it was uncomfortable as it started to open me up for the thick part of the plug. I had got used to it inside me and it started to uncomfortably stretch my hole . I was panicking but then the thick bit of the plug plopped out. I briefly felt my bum hole gaping open until I naturally squeezed it shut. I saw out the corner of my eye, my plug was placed next to my face, but I saw the hands holding it belonged to a man.

Then I felt something else pushing against my bum hole. It felt different, a bit harder than my plug, but it was buzzing and was pressing to get in me. I didn’t like it. I squeezed my hole shut, and struggled to get free. I knew this day would come, but this was not how I wanted it to happen. Not what I wanted at all.

I managed to pull away from Bob’s grasp, turned my body away from the sofa and fell back on my bum. I was alarmed to see two other men in the room. I saw Clive sat on a chair across the room, dressed in a jacket and tie, but it was the other young man who I had not met before that I was shocked to see. He was the one who was behind me. He was kneeling, naked, apart from wearing a collar similar to mine, and I immediately noticed his shaved hard cock was sticking out and wiggling around as he moved. He too had a cock ring on which clearly defined and showed off his tight balls.

I saw he was holding a small white buzzing vibrator, and had a very shocked look on his face.

I looked at Bob. He just sat there looking at me, frowning. I looked at the others. The man with the vibrator crawled away from me and settled next to Clive’s chair. As he crawled away, I could see his bum had a very prominent red hand print on a cheek, but didn’t have a plug in.

But I was annoyed because I was so focussed on what Bob had me doing, that I hadn’t heard them come in at all. Perhaps the TV was so loud or I was in such a trance with Bob’s cock, but the fact was, they were here, watching and now they were playing with me, and I because it was a shock, I didn’t like it.

That’s it, I thought, I am out of here. Enough was enough. As I got up I grabbed my plug and started walking to the door. I was not going to stay here and be subjected to this treatment, especially when I had followed all the rules given to me.

“Now hold on. STOP. Come back here.” Bob shouted. I stopped, turned around and looked at him, my dicklet was fast going soft and small.

“I am sorry Master,” I said, “This is not for me. You had me believing I was in a safe place, to learn from you. I was ok with being trained and finding out who I was with you tonight Master. I was really getting so deep into my training Master and really wanted what you wanted Master, but now I don’t think so. Sorry Master, but I wasn’t ready for what just happened, not like this. You told me the plug meant something, but I guess it doesn’t.”

I turned and went into the hallway to put my clothes on and leave. I took off the collar, put it on the bench and started dressing. Bob stood half dressed in the hall door way. He crossed his arms which raised his shirt a little to show off his cock. I immediately thought to myself that he looked very impressive as a Dominant man.

“Jim, you leave now, and that’s it.” I sat down and continued dressing, really feeling upset. “What do you think just happened in there?” He said as I started putting my trousers on.

“That was a shock Master. I wasn’t ready for that. I knew I would be introduced at some point to slowly have to offer my bum to a Master, I know that, but I didn’t think someone could just remove my plug like that. It felt like my plug meant nothing. It was just unexpected, so sorry, but I have to leave.” I said.

He walked over to me. I noticed his cock, soft and waving about as he walked. He stood in front of me, his warm soft cock nearly touching my face. OMG, I had to look and admire it. He twitched it deliberately, then he sat down on the bench next to me.

“I can see you are upset, but just listen. You know the difference between a sub and a slave. And yes, you are a sub. You have limits. I appreciate that. You have rightly shown trust in me, your Master, and you now feel like that trust has been betrayed.” He paused as I bent down to tie my shoes.

“This is what you will come across out there in the world. As a sub, you will naturally, always want to be in the company of a Dom, Master or Mistress. It is a natural life choice for you. But again, you have showed us that you are a sub, not a slave.”

I stood, fully dressed, holding my jacket, looking at the door, listening to him but now feeling confused and thinking that I may have been too hasty in my actions.

“CLIVE.” Bob shouted facing the living room

I watched Clive walk into the hall, the naked man crawling on the floor beside him. Clive held and pulled the leash attached to the young man’s collar.

“You have just experienced what you WILL come across on your journey through life. I have found that this is the best way to teach subs like you. A sudden shock of what may seem is ‘betrayal’, so that you understand you have limits when it comes to serving a Dom.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, completely stopping what I was doing to listen.

“There are many men and women out there who say that they are Dominant and that they know how to treat a submissive like you. They will lure you in to a prospect of worship and pleasure, something that you will crave and search for. But some will not honour your limits. They want something that we call a cum bucket. Where the false Dom just wants you for his short-term pleasure regardless of your safety or natural urges.”

“What, like, just cum and go sort of thing?” I asked, glancing down at Clive’s sub who was now sitting back on his heels looking at me.

“Yes, sort of,” he replied, “But they think nothing about the way a sub has been brought up or had self-awareness. Someone like you wants to be a bisexual sissy and cock sucker. The false Doms want instant gratification regardless of any rules or limits that the sub has.” He paused again then continued.

“You are a sub. There is no arguing about that. We all knew that pretty much after you approached Clive. But we have all gently taken you through self-realisation. Gently letting you be aware of your true sexual urges and hunger.”

I thought about it and he was right. So far everything I had experienced here made me realise that I liked being a sub. Everyone had been really nice to me, even if I thought it was a bit one sided.

“I am actually very proud of you.” I looked at him, surprised. “You showed us that you are serious with your objection. You have limits, and that is a good thing. Remember what you wrote in your written test?”

I held my jacket ready to put on, but stopped. I listened to what Bob said, but, NO, I was still feeling mad. They messed up. Not me. My mind wandered to what I had written in the test. Damn I couldn’t remember. What did I write that came to this?

Bob saw my reaction as he looked in my face. “You don’t remember do you. About anal sex and using dildoes? You wrote that you have yet to experience a real cock in your boy hole, but vibrators and toys were acceptable. So what is going on? Isn’t it YOU who have lied to us?”.

I sat back down on the bench and thought about my words. He was right.

I was just about to reply when we all looked up at the door as we heard keys being jiggled in the lock.

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Chapter 4 – Part 6

The door opened and in walked Claire, followed by Sally. Claire was whispering to Sally before she saw Clive standing in the living room doorway, then Bob, then me sat on the bench.

She stood there looking surprised as Sally closed the door and bumped into her. Wearing overcoats and carrying their purses they both just looked at us. Claire spoke first looking at Bob sounding a little shocked.

“What’s going on?”

Bob stood up and walked over to her, kissed her and said, “Hello love, did you have a good time?”

She kissed him back, but frowned as she looked down at me, then back to Bob as he said,

“It appears that young Jim here, has a problem and once again wants to leave early.”

Both the girls took their coats off and hung them up. I noticed that they were very elegantly dressed. Claire wore a knee length black and white polka dot dress, Sally, a more figure hugging red off the shoulder dress that showed off her long legs. Both looked stunning yet casual.

Claire motioned for Sally to go over to Clive. Sally glided over to Clive, gave him a kiss, then put her hand on his shoulder. She balanced herself as she removed her shoes one by one. “Evening hun, everything ok?” she said kissing him again.

Clive just nodded at Bob and then turned around and walked into the living room, pulling the nude man’s leash making him crawl beside him. Sally followed, after placing her shoes next to one of the tables in the hall.

Once they had left, Claire and Bob both looked at each other, then, down at me. It suddenly occurred to me that I had made a big mistake. I was still sat on the bench. Ooops. I quickly dropped to my knees before they could say anything.

“And what is his problem?” She looked into Bobs eyes as she kissed him again, while reaching down to grab hold of his soft cock. She stroked him a few times, feeling the weight and thickness in her hand. I couldn’t help but watch with admiration what she was doing.

“He is still interested in being a sub I presume?” she said as she looked at me stare at what she was doing with her hand.

“Oh yes, he knows what he is.” Bob said, getting angrier, “But we came across a particular touchy area this evening. He has a problem with what goes into his bum. His actions tonight have, frankly, pissed me off.”

Claire let go of Bob’s cock and walked over to stand in front of me. “Take my shoes off boy.” She ordered.

I bent down lower to undo the side straps of her stilettoes, then as she lifted each delicate foot in turn, I looked and admired her red painted toenails but I couldn’t help but try to glance up her dress as she lifted each leg. Boy I was damaged. I placed her shoes next to the bench.

Claire had obviously seen what I was doing, smiling as she walked back to Bob.. She asked, “What do you want to do with him then? Is he going?”

Bob shook his head. “I don’t think I have any more patience to continue training him. He was doing so well. We were in the adoration and acceptance of ownership ………...”

“Sorry,” Claire said interrupting him, “So he hasn’t bonded with you yet then?”

“No, and it appears I was right in trying something else before I gave him that commitment.” They continued talking loudly then quietly to each other like I wasn’t even in the room.

“What now?” Claire asked as Bob looked down at me. Finally, he spoke directly to me.

“Well boy? Are you still leaving?”

I looked at Claire, then at Bob. I asked myself, was I going to mess this up? I knew I was going to learn something else tonight, something that I might not like that much, but now Claire and Sally was here, I was feeling a little more relieved. My mouth was very dry, I swallowed and nervously asked.

“Master, I am sorry for being so brash. I was wrong. May I please stay and learn more.”

Claire looked at Bob with raised eyebrows and a faint smile. The anger in Bob’s face was fading. Claire kissed her husband once more and said. “It would be a pity to waste all this time we have invested in this little bitch boy; don’t you think my love?”

Bob walked in front of me. Sitting on my heels, I watched his cock wiggle and sway proudly as he moved. Then I did what I was trained to do. I leant forward and kissed his magnificent cock. I was once again paying my respects to my Master.

Having received my kiss on his foreskin covered cock head, he stepped back and then Claire came forward. She lifted the front of her dress to reveal her shapely legs and black panties. All she did was stand astride my head. I could feel the heat of her body and the smell of her perfume. I tilted my head to get a good angle so that I could kiss the outline of her pussy lips in her panties. I pushed my mouth into her panty covered vagina and made a loud kissing noise. Wow she was so hot, and that was it, they were assaulting my mind once again, I was getting lost in wanting sex and wanting to please them.

“Now stop all this nonsense and let’s enjoy this evening together.” She let go of her dress but then pointed at my plug on the bench. “What is THAT doing there?”

I looked over and said quickly, “Sorry Mistress, that is mine.”

She picked it up together with the leather collar and threw them on the floor in front of me. “Sort yourself out and join us in the living room.”

As she turned to walk into the living room, Bob bent down and lifted my chin to look into my eyes. He added,

“Last chance Boy. Don’t fuck it up. This will be your final test. Show us your true self. Just let yourself embrace the submissive bitch inside you. You know you want to show me and Mistress just how much you want to please us. Now get presentable. I will give you fifteen minutes.”

He let go of me, gently slapped my face, then followed his wife. I watched him walk away before I got up and stripped off once again.

Just as I was about to enter the downstairs toilet, Sally rushed past me, grabbed her purse and went upstairs, quickly followed by Claire. Neither of them even looked at me and as they got to the top of the stairs, I heard them giggle and chat but I couldn’t make out what they said.

In the small room, after having a pee and flushing, I washed my plug then put one foot on the toilet and soaped up my bum. I worked and pushed the plug back into me, then once I was happy it was secure, I dried off.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I was going to do this. My bum was going to be used. I was actually going to be fucked by a vibrator. OMG I was nervous, but it had to happen and I was going to learn what I have to do in the company of friends.

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Chapter 4 – Part 7

My cock was hard as a rock, just thinking about what might happen. Gone was any thought of leaving and feeling betrayed. I was once again focussing on this evening and the prospect of what might happen. Granted I was not too keen to get fucked, but the rules were gradually being taught to me, and I just had to know more.

At the door of the living room, I got onto my hands and knees, and crawled towards Bob. He was sat open legged on a towel draped on the sofa. As I crawled towards him, I saw that Clive was still fully dressed, sat in an armchair to the left, talking to his sub who was kneeling, and sat on his heels in front of him.

I shuffled forward. I noticed Bob was reading some sheets of paper as I approached. Without looking at me, he pointed to a position in front of him which I presumed was the place for me to settle.

I knelt back on my heels, opened my legs to display my hard dicklet and looked at him. He put the papers on the sofa then reached across and attached a leash to my collar. He sat back letting the leash hang loosely in front of me, studying me with a frown.

“I won’t beat about the bush,” he said, “I am still having second thoughts about your indoctrination” Just then, Claire and Sally entered the living room, both wearing bikini tops and flimsy looking light coloured saris around their waists. Claire joined Bob, and sat on the sofa. She grabbed a pillow from the sofa and placed it over her lap. Sally sat with Clive in the other armchair.

Claire picked up and looked at the papers, nodded, then handed them back to Bob. Bob continued.

“This was supposed to be the night, as a sub, you bond with your Master in an all-male audience. Mistress, WAS, to have you round later for her all-lady night.” He looked at Claire, they both smiled.

“Mistress was hoping to join us this evening to celebrate your bonding. Instead, she comes back to find you about to walk out. So, you can see why I am a little annoyed……….” Bob was getting mad again. Claire put her hand on his leg to calm him down.

“Let’s do this.” Claire said.

Bob handed me the first sheet of paper. “So, I have something for you to read out aloud. Everyone here needs to hear you understand when you say you are a submissive cocksucker, that you actually know what it means. If at any time you feel like you do not agree with what is written …… just get up and leave. Do not return ……. Ever. Do you understand?”

I nodded and started reading what was written. ===== Now, I have to say here that these were not the exact words on the sheets of paper. They are the gist of what I remember I had to say. It was everything that today, I know is what a cock sucker is to his Master ======.

I looked at everyone, even the other sub who had now turned to face and watch me. I started reading. “I am a cocksucker……”

Bob interrupted me. “Look up at me and Claire as you read it boy.”

I looked up at them as I read the text. “I am a cocksucker. My place on earth is between the legs of my Master. As a cocksucker, I understand my sexual performance depends on the quality of pleasure I give to my Master along with his kindness in allowing me to get nutrition from his manhood.”

I looked up and saw Claire move her hand to Bobs cock and slowly wank him.

"As a sub, I will come across many superior men and their admirers. It is the natural order of life that superior men will want to be worshipped while many admirers will want to be worshippers.” As the words were getting absorbed into my mind, I couldn’t help looking at Bobs cock in Claire’s expertly wanking hand. His cock was getting harder and thicker, making his foreskin slide over his cock head with each stoke. I swallowed and looked back at the paper

“Men will always sort themselves out into a hierarchy of superiors and admirers. This happens anytime men get together without women. Men will naturally sort themselves out into superior to inferior, top to bottom, he who is the Master, and he who worships the Master.” My dicklet was now so hard. The ring at the base of my dicklet making me very self-conscious that I was erect and twitching. I was desperate to touch myself. My little ball was hanging out on its own, that alone made me feel submissive. I continued reading, being mesmerised by the sight in front of me and the words that were drilling into my mind.

“There is something deeply and overwhelmingly satisfying for a superior Man to be worshiped by a submissive. It is perhaps, even more satisfying for submissives to be granted the opportunity to serve and worship a superior man. Especially a man who will guide, control, and even own the sub for different forms of adoration." I stopped to look up and watch Claire play with her pussy, her other hand under her sari. I wanted to touch my dicklet so much. Just a little jerk to overcome the pent-up feelings I was having. I was getting that feeling of desperation added to the depth of depraved thoughts I was now having. I continued.

“As a cocksucker, my only real sexual organs are my mouth, tongue, and throat. I know that my only necessity in life, is to pleasure my Master, from my only place in life, between his legs. I was born to be a cocksucker. I am only happy and comfortable when humiliating myself worshipping the cock of my Master and feeder, my owner, a superior man.”

Bob took his cock gently from Claire’s hand and pulled back his foreskin. He then used his fingers to open his pee hole and pointed it at me. My dicklet twitched and twitched. OMG I wanted to touch myself. Even Claire was rubbing her pussy quite vigorously now. I quickly looked over at Clive and Sally. Clive had his cock in his hand and Sally was copying Claire and had her hand under her sari. Everyone was masturbating as they watched and listened to me. Everyone except the other naked person in the room. He just knelt looking at me sporting a thick hard on. I looked down at the paper.

“As a cocksucker, I have no needs other than my Master’s needs. I belong on my knees, to be given the opportunity to worship the manhood of my Master. I am always to be hungry and acknowledge that my Master is my feeder. My Master’s sperm is a gift, and if allowed to swallow, my nourishment. I am a cocksucker. I am to be ready to serve my Master whenever, wherever he wants.” I swallowed as my mouth was getting dry. Bob continued wanking and lifting his balls. Looking back, I know now that throughout my time reading that description, Bob was making his cock the object of my focus, making me drink in his superiority and authority, thinking about nothing else except worshipping him.

“I know that my Master wants me to be respectful of his superiority at all times. I must maintain eye contact as I humiliate myself with his cock in my mouth, and I must present my mouthful of cum to him, before I swallow.” I was learning and getting so turned on as I read.

“I promise to totally focus on my Masters’s cock, and HIS pleasure. It is to be my only desire in life. I will learn when Master needs me to suck, swallow and stroke him, without him having to tell me. If he only wants me to suckle on his cockhead then that will for his pleasure and my humiliation. I know my place in the world. I am a cocksucker.”

“I accept that my Master can say whatever he wants or call me whatever name he thinks appropriate while I am pleasuring him. I will show my addiction and need for his cock and cum by begging for it if commanded to do so. I know that as a cocksucker I have many options in life, but I have chosen the path to worship cock. A cocksucker's Master considers his cocksucker, simply as a warm-mouth for his cock, cum and if he so wishes, his pee.” Well that was the first time that I had to think about drinking pee. It didn’t matter. I was committed now so I read on.

“My Master will make my mouth an enthusiastic hole for his warm, nourishing semen and I will swallow my feeder's cum with pride and bond with him in doing so. I must learn everything about the superior man’s cock and what pleasures him the most. Master may also want to subject his sub to deep throating, face fucking, and multiple cocks.” I wondered if that was why it was supposed to be an all male evening?

“As a cocksucker, I may be told to pay my respects to my Masters ass. To do this, I must kneel and bury my face into Masters ass, with tongue out.” This was getting into areas that I had not seriously thought about. I had sucked on Claire’s and Ruth’s gorgeous bottoms, but never sucked a mans bum. The thought just made me more depraved. Even this didn’t make me want to stop.

“As a cocksucker, I realize that my owner may want to play with my ass.” I stopped to look at Bob. Aaaahhhhh the penny dropped. Now this was what Bob was taking me through this evening. Now it was all coming together. I continued reading out loud.

“I must accept his fucking with gratitude. I am nothing but holes for Masters cock and my discomfort isn't his concern. I will never stop until my Master is finished, satisfied or commands me to do so. I realize that my identity in life is in his hands. I will only achieve fulfilment through constant training and practice.”

“I was born to be a real man's cock worshipping submissive using my lips, mouth, tongue and ass to service him. I am a cocksucker.”

I checked the back of the paper then looked up at Bob as I finished reading.

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Chapter 4 – Part 8

Bob looked at me as I held the papers up for him. He looked at Claire who was now laying back on the sofa and vigorously masturbating, her eyes flickering open and closed as she was on the verge of having an orgasm. He looked at me with wide eyes, stroked his cock faster, then pulled the leash attached to my collar. I jerked forward and had to put my hands out to stop me falling forward on my face as he tugged. He continued pulling me and I knew what he wanted.

I stuck my tongue out, thinking that he needed some lubrication on his dry looking cock head, as he jerked it faster, and faster. He then suddenly released his cock and pointed the head to my mouth. He put both his hands on my head and pulled my head down. I felt his hard and engorged cock head rub against my lips as he slowly made me take him in my mouth.

His hands were strong as he held me in place, gradually easing me to take him as deep as I could go. It was getting difficult as he got as deep as he could. Suddenly I felt like I had got to my limit, and thought I couldn’t take anymore. I tried to pull back, pushing him with my hands on the sofa, but he wrapped one of his legs around the back of my neck, and now I was seriously having trouble taking a breath. I coughed once then twice for air. He let me go, briefly, then made me go down again …… then again ……..then again. I think this went on for a good five minutes.

Lifting one hand from my head, he circled his fingers around his cock to where my lips stopped on his shaft. He let me go a little so I could pull back and swallow my built-up saliva, then pulled me down again. I managed to push his circled fingers down a little more with my lips as I could feel his cock head touch the back of my throat.

“That’s it bitch boy. Take my cock. Feel it in your mouth, take as much as you can. Suck, SUCK SUCK.”

I could tell from his voice that he was still really mad with me. Even though this was a little bit rougher than I had ever experienced, in a way, I expected it. I had tears in my eyes but I accepted my punishment and sank my mouth down on his hard cock as I heard Claire give out a little moan.

He smiled and said ‘Aaaahhhh, that’s a good boy’ as he released me once again. I slowly withdrew my mouth, sat back on my heels and coughed again. I wiped my mouth as I had dribbled saliva all over the place. He waved his cock at me, letting me see where his fingers were finally positioned. I saw just how much I had taken into my mouth. I must admit, that I was a little shocked but also proud. While he was showing me that I had only taken over half of his length, as I looked at his cock, I imagined just how Claire managed to take it all inside her pussy. Wow, she must have a deep vagina.

He leaned forward and grabbed my chin, staring into my eyes.

“Now boy. Are you ready to bond with me? For me to be your Master?”

I nervously nodded, thinking about everything he had said about bonding. Sitting on my heels and looking once again at his hard cock, I must have looked a mess. I was feeling a little snotty, my eyes were watery and I was a little short of breath, and so I think that was why he said.

“Here, clean yourself up.” He offered the corner of the towel he was sitting on then resumed wanking.

I thanked him, but before I wiped, I quickly glanced over at Clive and Sally. OMG. Sally had slid down with her back in the seat of the chair. Clive was on his knees between Sally’s splayed open legs and it looked like he was devouring her pussy. He had one of her legs draped over his shoulder, the other was being held by his kneeling naked bitch boy, pulling her open. Clive’s head was moving around, side to side, up and down. It looked as if he was trying to eat his way into the depths of her vagina.

Clive’s bitch boy was watching as if he was learning what his Master was doing as he sucked and ate Sally. Looking at her face, she looked like she was purring, loving the attention and feelings she was experiencing.

I faced Master Bob once more, leant forward and wiped my mouth and face off onto the towel. Bob in the meantime, started to increase the speed of his wanking. He too was looking at Clive and Sally, but recieved a small kick from Claire, who was now laying on her left side, lifting one leg so that her pussy and bum were on display to both Bob and me.

He turned to his wife and looked lovingly at her vagina. From my position, I was directly inline to clearly see her finger her very wet pussy lips and that gorgeous little bit of skin leading to her puckered bottom. I don’t know why but I was drawn to want to kiss and suck on that area of her anatomy. It just looked so sexy and vulnerable. I imagined licking her, gently flicking her bum hole and pussy lips, then sucking on the bit between them. Oh wow I was so turned on., and she was encouraging and tempting me because she looked at me as she gently ran her finger all the way from her clit to her bum hole and back again.

Bob bent down to kiss her pussy. She placed a hand on his head and waited for his tongue to touch her, still looking at me, smiling.

“Well, suck your Master you hungry little bitch. Don’t just stare at me” She commanded. Bob opened his legs wider to allow me to get to his already hard cock as he attached his mouth to her pussy and sucked and swallowed.

I shuffled forward and as I got closer to Bobs cock I was mesmerised by the sound of him moaning into Claire’s pussy and the way his hands stroked himself in long seductive foreskin moving strokes. I stuck my tongue out to lick his pee hole just as he gave himself a few quick shuffles over his cock head. I knew he was building up to cum.

I planted a wet sloppy kiss on his pee hole, feeling his foreskin roll up against my lips. I suddenly felt his body sit up as he increased his jerking speed once again. He obviously felt my mouth suck and lick around his pee hole so he decided to give me his full attention. Claire sat up as well but continued to play with her very wet pussy as she watched.

He sat staring down at me as I suckled on his cock. I looked up at him, into his eyes in the way I had read earlier.

As his jerking increased, he started breathing faster and taking shorter breaths. I felt his thigh touch my shoulder and his body started to tense up. He was working himself up, grunting, moaning, getting himself on the edge of orgasm

He lifted his cock away from my mouth and took over jerking faster and faster He was getting vocal, telling me that he was nearly coming, that I was to take his cum as his bitch. I opened my mouth in anticipation and stuck my tongue out, licking his cock head every other time he revealed it. Claire increased her fingering and said out loud.

“Do it Bob, feed him. Make him swallow it. Cum in his mouth. Feel him want it.”

Bob made a loud groan then pulled my head onto his cock. He didn’t force me to take him deep, he just let me comfortably hold him in my mouth …….. then it happened. I closed my lips around him as I felt his cock head become more swollen and his shaft start twitching and throbbing. This was it. My very first time. I was being fed cum from a spurting cock. He was cumming in my mouth!!!!!!!

He kept still, but slowly jerked the base of his cock with his hand. I waited. He grunted and then orgasmed. He looked at me as he started to squirt rhythmically into my mouth and I felt the pulsing contractions of his cock through my lips. Looking into his eyes, I could see he was very turned on by this erotic and very dominant scene. He was obviously getting urged on by the pleasure seeing me humiliated by feeding on his cum and his wife watching and cheering him on.

I think that he was cumming really hard because I felt this first squirt completely cover my tongue. One thing that I distinctly remember, was his cum was not boiling hot. It weirdly just felt warm, and not as hot as it had felt when he shot it all over me a few weeks ago. And, then there was the taste. It was sweeter than I had tasted before. I heard Claire cum as she obviously liked what she saw.

I had to automatically swallow some of it as it pooled and built up in my mouth. This made me worry as I knew he, and probably Claire come to think about it, would want to see it before I swallowed again, just as I had read out loud to everyone.

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Chapter 4 – Part 9

Bob looked down at me with squinting eyes as he watched me take his sperm.

"Take it all, you little cocksucker. Take my cum. Oh yeah, that feels so good”. He gripped Claire’s hand.

I could see he was so turned on being in charge and looking at his submissive doing as he was told. He was enjoying watching my reaction as he orgasmed.

“My cock is filling your cocksucking mouth with my cum, just the way your girlfriend has been doing for months now.”

He was still staring me in the eyes.

“Show me.” He said as he slowly withdrew his cock from my mouth, pushing my head away from him.

His foreskin was still pulled back so as he pushed my forehead, I was still able to keep a tight seal on his cock head, hoping to stop any dribble. As his cock fell from my lips, it plopped heavily between his legs onto his balls. I sat back on my heels once more, looking at him in the eyes, my lips tightly closed. Claire sat up, reached over and wiped her wet fingers on my chest, making me feel just that little more humiliated.

They both leaned forward and waited. Bob made a ‘head back’ action at me. I did as he showed me. In the background, I heard the loud slapping of skin and moaning which I immediately thought, could only be Sally getting well and truly fucked. I could only imagine Clive hammering and slapping away between her legs because I couldn’t turn my head. I listened to her moaning and shouting ‘yes, yes’ and the sexy noise of fucking. I had to touch my dicklet, even if it was just to give myself a little stroke.

Bob put his thumb and fingers on my chin and motioned me to open my mouth. I slowly opened as Claire and Bob sat close together, and leaned in to look. I held still while they stared into my cum filled mouth. As I showed them, it must have become a bit runnier because I felt some of it trickle down the back of my throat and it made me start to cough.

Claire smiled, giggled then sat back and fingered her pussy once more. Bob squinted his eyes as he lifted his fingers to close my mouth. He too smiled, sat back and watched me. They both gave me an approving nod.

"Swallow it now boy and don’t you dare let any dribble out." he ordered.

Not really having any choice, I obeyed. Letting his cum slide down my throat, it felt like congealed gravy, but I did as he commanded. I swallowed. In one big gulp. Then, as if it was something instinctive, to prove my compliance, I automatically opened my mouth to show them it had gone. It was like I wanted them to be proud of me; for taking that big next step. But I knew that I did it out of respect to my Master. I was HIS sub and cocksucker.

As I opened my mouth, I noticed the salty smell on my breath. I reminded myself that I had probably smelt like that with Ruth when I had sucked her after cumming in her.

As to the taste. I must admit, it tasted very similar to mine, perhaps a little sweeter, but the feel of it, its texture, it was exactly the same as mine. But the deed was done. I had swallowed another mans cum. It was in my stomach and I was now bonded to him.

"That's what you were born to do.” He said as he sat looking at me. He lifted his cock and showed me that he was still leaking some cum.

“You were put on this earth to suck cock and swallow a real man's cum. You'll soon learn to do a lot more" he said.

Bob stroked his cock in a milking way, as a white large drop of cum appeared on the tip of his cock, just oozing out of his pee hole slit. Each time he milked himself, it increased the size of the oozing drop.

Claire sat up and bent down so that she could see her husbands’ crotch. She watched with fascination as the drop was about to run down the side of his cock. I think she was going to lean forward to suck it for him, but he quickly snapped at me.

"Well …..,” He said, breaking me out of my trance. “Lick it up, boy. It’s all yours to feed on. It’s what you need right now. It’s nourishment and you know that it’s come from my balls, it’s my cum" I didn’t even hesitate. I leaned forward, placed my tongue on his shaft and licked, lapping up the last of his cum from his pee hole. Just to make sure, I then gently covered his cock head with my mouth and sucked. I knew he would be sensitive, so I did it really gently.

Claire smiled at me and blew me a kiss.

The enormity of what I had done suddenly hit me. I looked at myself, but I was so turned on by what I had become. I was kneeling before a half-naked man and woman; his cock and her pussy on display to me, wet from sex, and, I had let another man cum in my mouth, just to please them.

My dicklet was still hard and twitching. It was the way they talked and treated me that turned me on. The humiliation of having to suck a cock, then having a man squirt his semen into my mouth, and then the final humiliation, being told to feed on it. OMG. That feeling of having it spurt and then dribble into my mouth, it was so overwhelmingly dirty and depraved but he was right. It was what I wanted to do, I was a cock sucking sub.

I wanted to do whatever I had to do to show them that I knew they were my Master and Mistress. I thought that my commitment to show them I wanted this was complete. Yes, I was embarrassed, but I was so overwhelmed with the sex and erotic atmosphere in the room.

I sat back on my heels as I swallowed once more. Bob continued to milk his cock to get the last drops out.

“Keep doing that till I have finished boy.”

Claire whispered into Bobs ear and he nodded. He got up and stood in front of me, then using both hands, pushed me backwards. I landed on my back, and after uncomfortably swinging my legs from behind me, I looked up to see him changing position to stand over my head, his cock hanging down pointing at my face. I wondered what was going on.

I was then most surprised when Claire got up and straddled my waist. I was confused but got more and more eager as she reached between her legs, guided my dicklet to her wet pussy lips, then sank down on me. Oh good grief, this was heaven. I felt her hot vagina squeeze my dicklet. The she started to ride me. Slowly and deliberately. She just rode up and down, pushing on my chest with her hands.

Bob knelt down with his legs either side on my head, so that his balls were laying on my eyes. I felt his cock lay on the side of my nose as it touched my lips. I instinctively opened my mouth.

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Chapter 4 – Part 10

But then I felt some fingers close my mouth. I again wondered what was happening, although I had this heavenly tight pussy slide up and down on my dicklet, I really didn’t care.

The heavy balls in my eyes were jiggling as Bob gripped my head with his knees. And feeling Claire’s pussy grip and slide on my dicklet was an exquisite sensation. I wanted to fuck her back because my dicklet felt like it was bursting. The desire to feel more than just a slow sliding movement, OMG I wanted to hammer her pussy. But she just kept the long slow fuck going, and together with Bob’s cock laying on my face that I wasn’t allowed to take in my mouth, it was driving me insane with lust.

I was thinking that this was the second time that Claire had total control over me when we fucked. I assumed that sex like this was always on her terms. She liked to let me inside her, how and when she wanted. I was ok with that. But for the love of everything that was horny, I wish she would ride me faster. OMG I was going mad.

I felt a cold wetness as Bob wiped his cock once more on my lips.

Bob suddenly lifted his balls from my face as he stood up. “Keep your eyes closed you little bitch.” He said to me looking down. I did as I was told, then heard him talk quietly to someone.

A pair of knees once again squeezed my head and I felt a heat near my face. I was immediately overwhelmed by the salty smell and wetness of a soaking wet vagina pressing and rubbing onto my mouth. It was like receiving a very wet dribbling and slobbering kiss, and it was going all over my face. I opened my eyes to see a sexy but wet bum that I could only presume and hoped was Sally.

My nose was being squashed as the pussy was rubbing all over my face. I opened my mouth to try to do something about the amount of liquid that was covering me, and swallowed. The taste abruptly hit me. It was sperm and pussy cum.

I felt Claire push down right down on me, then sit still. She squeezed my dicklet and I felt my foreskin being peeled back as far as it would go with her muscles. That was it, I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to fuck properly. I just had to give her a few hard fuck strokes, just to release that pent-up frustration. So I tried to lift my hips with her on top of me, to give her a couple of quick bucks, but she used her weight and pushed me back down making me keep still.

I felt pretty helpless and trapped. The dribbling pussy lips pressing on my face squelched and slid all over me. She pushed her hips down and rubbed harder. I moved my head from side to side trying to get some air, but I think that was just making things worse for me, as Sally started to circle her hips. I think she was enjoying me struggling with my mouth on her sex. It was getting really hard for me to breath so I tried to lift my arms to do something.

I thought if I could open her bum cheeks on my forehead that I might be able to try to make a channel of air, but as I started to move my arms, Sally suddenly got up. I coughed and spluttered as I looked up at her open legs and naked sexy pussy. She stood over me for a brief second, as a drip splashed onto my forehead. Her pussy looked so gorgeous, even though her lips looked red wet and swollen.

She walked away and Claire started to slowly fuck me once more. I looked up at her and automatically reached for her breasts. She swatted my hands away then laid forward on my chest and kissed me on the lips. As she licked my lips and along my cheek, she leaned forward and my dicklet plopped out of her pussy. OOOhhh the air felt cold on my wet hard dicklet. Claire made a ‘Awwwwwww’ noise as she leaned back and reached between her legs. She grabbed and rubbed my dicklet once more against her vagina lips, then pressed down, reinserting me. Mmmmm, I felt that hot pussy slid back down on me again. Now I was really hungry with lust to fuck her harder.

As she sank down and pressed hard onto my thighs, squashing my ball, I felt the air getting colder on my face. Some of the sticky mess was drying, so I tried to keep moving my mouth to break up any scabby skin. Meanwhile, Claire was driving me insane and she must have known that. I wanted to fuck her so much, but all she did was slow rhythmic sliding up and down. But wait. Nooooooo she got up. Noooooooooo.

So there I was. I must have looked a right sight. Naked except for my collar, on my back on the carpet, my wet hard dicklet pointing at the ceiling twitching and throbbing, my face covered in a mixture of sperm and pussy juice.

Could I dare to give myself a quick wank, to at least give my brain a little release? I didn’t know what to do, or even if I was allowed to move. I heard whispered talking and then I saw the other sub crawl by my head. I watched him crawl down to my hips, then without touching me with his hands, he took my dicklet into his mouth. OMG what was happening now. I was watching as he deep throated me then sucked me really hard as he lifted his head. He kept the head of my cock in his mouth then he once again went down all the way touching my ball on his nose.

I have to admit; the feeling was not unpleasent. This young man was sucking on my tormented cock and I didn’t want him to stop, even though, this was so different to what they had done to me, I didn’t know if I liked it. Yes it did feel different from having a woman suck me, but I was a little unsure if it was right. I was a sub, and a sub was sucking me.

Those thoughts soon disappeared as he went wild with sucking. He was fucking his mouth with my dicklet and he was getting me more and more worked up to an orgasm.

Bob returned, with the others. They all stood around me looking down. Claire was stroking Bob, and Sally doing the same with Clive, pointing their cocks at my face as they played with them. I was clenching my fists and scrunching my toes out of pleasure as I felt the subs mouth making a milking action with my dicklet.

The subs pace was increasing, sucking harder getting ready to milk me. The pace was what I wanted to do with Claire’s pussy, but his mouth was getting me so very close I looked up at Master Bob. To see if it was ok I was going to cum but I needed my Masters permission.

He smiled as he said. “Go ahead boy, feed him. He is a cock sucker just like you. His needs are to please us and we want him to feed.” His words were so erotic and dirty that they took me over the edge and I orgasmed into the subs mouth. One spurt, then another, then another. I was in such a frustrated frame of mind that I came big.

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Chapter 4 – Part 11

I just laid back, my dicklet being expertly milked by the subs mouth. I was so happy that I could cum, I just relaxed and let it happen. But after a while, the sub didn’t stop. He just kept sucking and swallowing. OMG, I was being syphoned dry. I looked up, slightly worried, but the others had walked off, all except Bob.

Bob stood over me, his cock hanging free over my head. He said. “Sit down ……… lets talk.” He pointed to the chair opposite the sofa and then walked away.

I sat up, and rested on my elbows. I looked at the sub between my legs, still sucking on my deflating dicklet. He was still not stopping. I looked over at Bob who was now sat on the sofa with Claire, both had a half full crystal glass in their hands.

“Well what are you waiting for……..SIT DOWN.” His raised voice made me move a bit faster. I tried to get up but the sub wouldn’t let go. His mouth was still sucking.

“GET INTO THAT CHAIR NOW YOU LITTLE BITCH.”

I looked at Bob and intimated with my nodding head, that it was difficult to get up because of the sub still in my lap.

“Don’t mind him,” Bob continued with nonchalant wave of his hand. “He is still feeding. When you get up and change position, you will automatically dribble some more for him. He just wants to get as much as he can.”

Even though I had cum and my dicklet had nearly shrunk to nothing, the awkward way I had to try to get to the chair with this sub sucking my dicklet was a depraved turn on. I lifted my hips and body off the floor, then slowly, with legs open wide, crawled like a crab over to the chair. The sub maintained his suction on me as I moved. I crawled backwards, the sub moving with me, making the occasional sucking noise as he tried to keep my now small dicklet in his mouth

Bob and Claire giggled, calling over to Sally and Clive at the drinks table to watch me. It was amusing, I must admit. But the whole difficult way I had to move while trying to keep the sub sucking me was also very erotic and started that wicked debauched feeling in my stomach once more.

Crawling backwards, I eventually reached the chair. I was moving quite slowly now, actively trying to help the sub maintain his position with his head in my lap. I occasionally looked over at Bob and Claire. It was obvious they were thoroughly enjoying my struggle and they were looking inquisitively at how I was going to negotiate getting into the chair.

I put my elbows on the seat one at a time, and pulled myself up. As I slowly lifted myself, I allowed the sub to maintain his feeding position.

I sat down and settled with my legs open, the sub moved into a kneeling position.

I looked once more at Master Bob, hoping that I would get some praise from him for having achieved this difficult but erotic feat. Instead, Bob called over to Clive.

“Clive, would you like your bitch back?”

Clive walked over to me then clipped a leash onto the subs collar. He tugged the leash and the sub let my dicklet drop from his mouth then crawled away behind Clive. I looked down at my small red dry dicklet. My foreskin was still pulled back making it look like a little acorn nestled with my ball. I didn’t dare touch it to roll my foreskin back over my dicklet head so I looked at Master Bob.

====== I break in my story here because this was a talk that I have forever remembered. What he told me next was why, even today, I look at potential Doms and Masters, to realise if they are real or not. A few simple questions and I can tell if the Dom wants a serious D/s relationship or they seek a cum bucket, or, they are just after a wank buddy.======

“Let me tell you about biology, and why we treat you like we do.” He said in a quiet voice.

I looked around the room, Sally and Clive had left. It was just me, Claire and Bob.

I sat back and listened.

“Have you heard of Dopamine or Prolactin?” I shook my head. “No Master.” I replied

“While testosterone is the chemical that drives Dominant men to breed and reproduce, dopamine is a brain chemical that makes us feel pleasure before and during sex. Dopamine increases as your cock gets hard. So, you could say that it influences our moods and feelings. We are driven to want to continue to have this feeling as an exciting reward.”

“Let me talk about subs like you. For a sub, this increase in dopamine provides a sort of teaching signal to the parts of the brain responsible for acquiring new behaviour.” He looked at me to see if I understood. “Ok Master.” I said hopefully sounding a bit more intelligent.

“Prolactin however, shuts down this sexual desire. So when a man orgasms, the dopamine drops and the prolactin increases.” Once again he paused and let that sink in, then continued.

“Keeping the sub in a dopamine high makes him more receptive to wanting to please his Dominants. So, understanding what I have just said, do you know why we don’t let you cum till the end of the evening?”

I looked at Claire, then at Bob. “So that I am always horny and want sex Master?”

Claire gleefully clapped her hands and giggled. “yeeessss, well done.” She said.

“Yes, so keeping you hard and erect for as long as we do, and as often as we do, is training you to always be hungry to please us.”

He actually made complete sense. I was still feeling turned on but my drive to be their sex bitch was not as strong as it was when we started. So, me cumming had produced prolactin and was reducing my sexual drive. Hah. I got it. They had always kept me in a state where my dopamine levels were so high, I would have done anything to keep that dirty and depraved feeling.

“Now you know the secret that a true Dom uses to control his sub.”

His last words stuck in my mind and have ever since. He said that I had realised and now knew who I was. As a sub and yes as a cock sucker, when I would eventually go out into the world, I would seek out Dominants and want to be in their company more and more. The need to serve would fester in my mind, all because of the training I had received here.

He said that I had already shown to him and his friends that I wanted that feeling and humble position, to be humiliated and subjugated, but now I was prepared with the knowledge of how a true Dom looks at me for his pleasure.

He said that he had only opened my eyes, and today was another lesson. He had so much more still like to teach me.

I was hooked. Totally and unequivocally, I wanted to know more. I wanted to be that sub bitch, just as he had said.

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