Training Begins
When done, I stood before both of them fully nude and fully erect. My six-inch cock was hard as steel and pointing up almost ludicrously.
“Put this around your cock and balls,” she said, handing me an elastic band that I placed around the base. I can feel the band squeeze my genitals and push them forward.
A submissive’s story
Ms. Delia commanded me to kneel and I did. Powers stood immediately in front of me, his crotch almost in my face. Next, she commanded me to unzip him and take out his cock. I did so breathlessly. His cock was more than seven inches in length with large, hanging balls. Powers’ cock smelled of male musk and lightly of soap and sweat.
Let’s Start With Cock Sucking
“Beg him to suck his cock, faggot. Worship it.”
“Please, sir. May I worship your cock and suck it, please.”
I stared into his cold eyes. He nodded.
With great longing and excitement, I buried my nose in his balls and drank in his smell. The musky scent inflamed me further and my cock and balls strained at the strap. I licked and worshiped his balls and scrotum. Next, I traveled up his dick, licking the shaft and head. I tasted his salty precum, then took his cockhead in my mouth. Slowly I swallowed his rod, tasting it, savoring it, reveling in it.
“That is very hot,” I heard Ms. Delia say. “Suck that dick, you little slut. That’s it. Work that tongue underneath. You love it.”
Taking a “Power”-ful Load
She continued to make such humiliating comments but also included instructions as to the tempo and vigor of my sucking.
“You had better swallow his cum and not get a drop on that carpet or you’ll be sorry,” Ms. Delia warned.
I moaned.
After just a few more minutes of my sucking and cock worship, Powers groaned. I felt his shaft swell and pulse in my mouth. Suddenly, he moaned louder and spurts of his semen spilled onto my tongue. Sweet and bitter I swallowed it down. Powers collapsed into his chair.
“We’re not done with you, faggot,” Ms. Delia said.
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