A full month had passed since the "golden" night. Cheryl and I had spent weeks discussing how to make the final session unforgettable — the ultimate culmination of everything we had built with our devoted oral servant. This time we would throw every element together: extended worship, relentless edging, deep rimming during intense fucking, multiple creampies, piss play, cum-swapping through his mouth, prolonged begging, and a complete breaking of his limits before granting the final, messy reward.
We sent him the most detailed instructions yet:
Arrive naked and crawl inside on all fours.
Wear the collar the entire night.
Complete silence except when ordered to speak or beg.
His reply was simple and trembling with submission: “I accept everything. This will be my greatest act of service. Thank you for allowing me to surrender completely.”
Friday night. 8 PM exactly.
The servant crawled through the door on all fours, naked, already hard. I buckled the leather collar tightly around his neck and led him into the candlelit bedroom. Cheryl waited on the bed, naked, legs spread, eyes dark with lust and dominance.
“Begin your worship,” I ordered.
I started lying on my back with my legs spread wide. Cheryl knelt beside me and took my cock deep into her warm mouth, sucking slowly and deliberately. The servant positioned himself lower, his tongue gently licking and caressing my shaved balls. As Cheryl sucked, her saliva ran copiously down my shaft and onto my balls, where the servant eagerly licked it off, his tongue swirling and cleaning every drop while never neglecting my sensitive skin.
They worked in perfect rhythm for long minutes — Cheryl’s lips and tongue sliding up and down my cock, the servant’s mouth devoted to my balls, occasionally sucking one gently into his mouth. I noticed that Cheryl would take me into her mouth occasionally and leave her lips open, not closing the seal onto my shaft. This caused her saliva to course out of her mouth and onto my balls into the mouth of the servant. The wet, obscene sounds filled the room as saliva dripped steadily.
When I was throbbing and close, I pulled Cheryl up and I then positioned her on all fours. I moved behind her and slowly pushed my cock into her tight arse. We had meticulous prepared her for this earlier. She moaned deeply as I filled her. The servant stayed close, his face pressed between us, tongue working her clit and my balls as I thrust steadily into her arse.
I fucked her harder, deeper, until I couldn’t hold back. With a groan I buried myself fully and came hard, pumping thick ropes of cum deep into her arse.
“Hold it in,” I told her.
Cheryl shifted immediately, turning around and lowering her freshly fucked arse directly onto the servant’s open mouth. He sealed his lips around her hole and began sucking and licking eagerly as my warm creampie slowly leaked out into his mouth. He swallowed every drop, his tongue pushing inside her to clean her thoroughly, moaning softly in submission.
She didn’t let him rest. Cheryl shifted again, moving forward so her pussy was now pressed firmly over his mouth.
“Open wide and drink,” she commanded.
She relaxed and released a long, steady stream of warm piss directly into his open mouth. He gulped it down desperately, swallowing every drop without spilling while his tongue continued to work her pussy between swallows. When she finished, he pressed his forehead to the bed in gratitude.
“Thank you, Ma’am… for letting me drink your piss. Thank you, Sir… for this honor.”
We gave him no rest. The night continued exactly as we had planned — extended rimming, relentless fucking in every position, the servant’s tongue constantly active on Cheryl’s arse and clit, my balls and shaft. I filled her pussy with two more creampies. After the second, he performed the cum-swap: sealing his mouth over her pussy, sucking out my load, holding it all, then pressing his lips to hers and slowly transferring every drop back into her while licking her clean.
Cheryl peed into his mouth once more while he licked her during edging. He swallowed everything again, thanking us with a shaky, grateful voice each time.
For the next hour we used him mercilessly. He edged himself constantly, hand pumping furiously then stopping on command, his cock leaking steadily, body trembling with denied need.
Cheryl came over and over. I added one final creampie, pulling out only when she was overflowing.
The servant cleaned everything one last time — pussy, arse, cock — then made Cheryl cum again with his mouth while still edging himself desperately.
Finally, both of us spent and glowing, I looked down at the broken, quivering servant on all fours.
“Beg. Tell us exactly why you deserve your reward.”
He pressed his forehead to the floor, voice raw and cracking with exhaustion and lust:
“Please, Ma’am… Sir… I have licked your arse and pussy while you fucked. I have swallowed your cum and your piss. I have held and transferred your creampie with my mouth. I have edged for hours without relief. I exist only to serve your pleasure. Please… allow me to cum on Ma’am’s beautiful pussy and arse. I beg you… I am yours completely.”
We made him repeat the full plea twice more, watching him shake with need.
At last Cheryl nodded. “Cum for us. Make it messy. Cover my pussy and arse.”
The servant rose onto his knees, stroking frantically. His orgasm was shattering — long, powerful ropes of thick cum erupting across Cheryl’s swollen pussy, clit, and dripping down over her arse. He kept pumping until every last drop was on her, then collapsed forward, gasping.
Cheryl looked down at the glistening, ruined mess between her legs with pure satisfaction. “Now… clean it all. Every single drop of your cum mixed with everything else.”
Still trembling, the servant lowered his head and began the final act of devotion — licking his own heavy load from her pussy and arse, swallowing it all along with the remnants of my creampies and her juices. He was thorough, desperate, completely broken in the best way.
When Cheryl’s skin was spotless, I removed the collar.
“You have served perfectly,” I told him. “This was the ultimate night. We may call you again one day… but for now, you are dismissed.”
He crawled to the door, dressed quietly outside, and left without another word.
Cheryl and I lay together in the messy sheets, bodies entwined, hearts still racing.
“That was everything,” she whispered, tracing circles on my chest. “Every fantasy we ever had with him… fulfilled.”
I kissed her deeply. “And who knows… maybe one day we’ll bring him back for something even darker.”
She smiled against my lips, already drifting into satisfied sleep.
Our perfect oral servant had given us his total surrender.
The End
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