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My fantasy pt 6
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My fantasy pt 6 Kneeling on the floor, a complete mess. I could still taste the cock and cum in my mouth that I had just finished sucking and drinking. I felt so used, so ashamed, so very dirty. What have I become? I felt like a total . Is this what a is supposed to feel like? I had no idea. I had no idea of anything at this point. I felt hands on my shoulder. It was my Mistress, she rubbed them gently and whispered in my ear she wanted to show me something. She helped me up and led me to a chair. My hands still tied behind me, she sat next to me resting her hand on my thigh. Her man who’s cock I had just finished pleasuring stood behind my chair. I felt his hands massaging my neck and shoulders. I felt very uncomfortable with this. I felt him work downwards and then his hands were all over my chest and stomach, gently massaging me. I didn’t want him touching me but there was nothing I could do and I didn’t dare protest at this point. God knows what my punishment would be though I couldn’t imagine anything worse than I had already endured. He started massaging my nipples, gently twisting and turning them, occasionally squeezing them tightly. I could feel my manhood trying to get hard inside its steel prison. I could feel the lust that drove this whole situation growing inside me again. The irresistible urge to cum that reduced me to this current sorry state. Could any physical feeling be worth all this and yet I couldn’t resist the urge to get off. I needed it again. My Mistress turned on the TV and started an online video for me to watch. The video I had just starred in. I was going to watch my humiliation for myself in front of my Mistress and her friends. I had to live through that whole shameful experience again, watching as I made love to that huge cock again, knowing this was being watched by others in the world though they wouldn’t feel shame, just the lust that drove me to make the video in the first place. I watched my mouth engulfing that huge rod, heard my gagging, my whimpering, all that slurping, watching me drool like a mad dog. Mistress’s hand was caressing my inner thigh. I thought about all those videos I watched of women sucking cock and now it was me doing the deed. Did they feel the shame afterwards that I now felt, or did they enjoy it as much as they appeared to? Watching me go down over and over on that cock it looked like I was fully enjoying it also. I’m sure anyone watching would think I was a pro. God how did this happen to me? I heard a click, and felt metal sliding away from me. I felt cool air on my imprisoned cock and felt it growing hard and ramrod straight as it was freed from the steely embrace of that cock cage. I was amazed and ashamed that I could still be so hard and wanting after the humiliation I have had to endure. Could I truly be such a or was this just natural for anyone who had undergone what I had been through? Then again, who do I know that would have subjected themselves to such an experience? I looked on at the video of me as my head was being used as a pussy by the man standing behind me still touching me. He walked around in front of me and I could see he was already getting hard again and I had to assume it was from watching me pleasure him onscreen. He knelt in front of me and put his face inches from my throbbing cock and helped my mistress caress my inner thighs. God I felt like a total disgrace as a man, but still my manhood kept twitching and throbbing in need of pleasing. Onscreen my mouth was now full of cum for the whole world to see and I watched as I swallowed it all down like a cum loving slut. Mistress told me to stand up and I did. Her man got up and walked over to a table and bent over it with his ass towards me. Mistress led me right up to him, the tip of my cock only a couple of inches from his ass. Mistress stood behind me pinching my nipples lightly and whispered in my ear, “Now you can get payback for his abuse of your mouth, now you can fuck him and treat him like a . Fuck his ass and show him who is the bigger man” She kept twisting my nipples harder and harder making me throb more and more, making me hornier and needing to cum so fucking bad, but I didn’t want to fuck a man. I told her I didn’t want to and she replied with the simple question, “Do you want to cum or don’t you?” I meekly nodded and she told me this is the only way I would be<b> getting off </font></b>and suggested I take it while I can. She caressed my whole body up and down gently and lovingly. I wanted to turn around and take her but even if I was man enough to do that my hands were still tied behind me. I pleaded with her to let me just stroke myself off like the loser I am but she told me that was not an option and to start fucking the man in front of me. I looked down at the waiting ass. I did not want to do this… I couldn’t do this. No matter how horny I was I could not get myself to fuck him. It just did not appeal to me. If my mistress wasn’t teasing my body I think I would have started losing my hardness, but she just kept touching me. It felt so much better having her hands upon me than when this guy was touching me but I still could not bring myself to do the deed no matter how much my cock needed release. “I can’t” I said in a choked voice, barely audible. I felt Mistress’ fingers lightly touching my shaft. I could feel my body stiffen as that long denied sensation of feeling my cock touched shot through me like an electric current. I was hoping she would just grab my manhood and stroke it till I came. It would not take much at this point but she only gave it a couple of seconds of light touch and then stopped. Last chance she said, fuck him. I again looked at that ass in front of me. Make him pay for fucking your mouth like you were some useless plaything. I didn’t know what to do. I was so horny how could anything not be acceptable at this point and yet this wasn’t. I couldn’t do it. Again I barely managed to whimper out “I can’t” Mistress turned me around and she was smiling at me. Her hands again lightly touched my chest, rubbing her hands in small circles. I was so hard looking at her. She said it was ok if I didn’t want to do this and I didn’t have to. I felt a sense of relief that was short-lived. After a brief pause she continued. However if you aren’t going to fuck him then the only option left is he gets to fuck you. |
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Yeah that's too much to read lol
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Pity, mistress is missing out on a sure to be, physical and emotional fucking. If she were wise she would keep his pulsing and rigid tool inside for a second go and fill her pious pussy with Fandral's copious amount of sweet cum.
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I would hope your anger over your mouth being used like a common pocket pussy ,would over power your moral convictions, and plow that man whores ass till it was raw.
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