Training the Submissive, Chapter 5
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This isn't quite a sequel to my story "A gentle seduction to service" but rather a kind of enhancement, perhaps a parallel story.
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/a-gentle-seduction-to-service/ chapter-1
This could be a stand-alone story but the context will be clearer if you read the first Four chapters.
At the end of Chapter #4:
"I knew I wasn't wasting my time training you; you're going to be one great cocksucker. It's really pretty simple Webb, once you manage to stuff their throat and they realize that they didn't die they begin to think it through and concentrate on the cock in their mouth and how to please it."
His balls laid on my eyes as his cock filled my throat. I fought to overcome my impulse to gag and was surprised that I could accommodate his thickness so deep inside me. Bob began a Slow, relaxed, methodical Fucking of my throat while I concentrated on breathing as he thrusted deep then pulled out; I gulped in air on each out-stroke. I was now slightly relaxed and became conscious of the saliva flowing out of my mouth like a waterfall. Bob had commented before on how pleasant it was listening to his suck-boy making loud, wet cocksucker noises. I sounded like a pig lapping up slop. Bob had said I could be a "great Cocksucker" and I was actually proud of myself. It took a while until I felt him tense up and spurted cum into my throat. He was just at the opening of my gullet as he let go. It was difficult to swallow and I'm sure he was enjoying the feeling of my throat muscles as they alternately contracted and relaxed as I sought to swallow the tremendous volume of viscous fluid being pumped relentlessly into me. "That's it boy, swallow all that good man-cream into your stomach," he grunted.
"Ah, there's nothing better than showing a cocksucker what he's made for; at school you'll love showing your own suck-boy how you want your cock serviced."
I was allowed enough time to drink a coke before I served Webb. It was all good.
A few weeks later and Webb was off to University, Bob back to work; I was back with Kyle, naked and docile, just as he liked me.
"Do you see it clearly now boy," Master Kyle said to me as I licked his feet. "Submissive boys like you were put on this earth to serve powerful men like me. It's nature's way. We're superior and we actually provide boys like you a favor by letting them serve us."
It was incredibly degrading but he was right. I was happy to be performing for him. It was the greatest honor ever bestowed upon me. Well, why not, I'm on my knees again, where I belong, and Kyle's half soft cock is just beginning to harden now in my mouth. He smiles at me, watching my service intently, he knows I'm now a cockslut who loves worshipping him. My eyes keep watching his reactions and his knowing smirk makes me moan as he says, "I know you love feeling my cock grow in your mouth; it makes a suck-boy feel he's doing a useful task."
The cock sucking noises cause Master's dick to enlarge. "Look at you boy, slurping on my cock and loving it." I heard Kyle say. "You do love it, don't you?"
All I could do was moan around his cock and shake my head yes. The monster in my mouth was getting too big for me to keep solidly in my throat in this position, so slowly but surely, I eased off of it, keeping the head completely surrounded in my wet mouth. I was happy and in my place.
The next day found me again on my knees in the bathroom. Kyle was shaving while I lightly tongued his cock and balls. He abruptly pulled away and went over to the "special" lounge and laid down. "I'm in the mood to have my ass licked now. It relaxes me. This chair opens me up nicely for a tonguing. "
"Yes, Master, I blurted out. "I moved in toward his smooth bubble butt. It smelled warm and good with heavy musty, male body odors. I started licking the hole and cleaned it good all around the outside. I concentrated on his wrinkled little rosebud and swabbed it up and down until I had cleaned it good. It tasted like Master Kyle's big body smelled, clean and strong. I had never experienced so many new experiences so quickly before. My mind was spinning. I felt sad that I finished so quickly. Luckily Kyle had time and wanted more.
"Get back down there, boy, you're not through yet." Kyle growled. "Get that tongue in that hole and clean it out good, slave-boy. I really did feel like a slave-boy as I spread his butt cheeks with my hands. I could clearly see his asshole now. "Get that tongue up there now as far as you can." I did as he ordered. I licked between his wide-spread ass cheeks and sunk my tongue into his ass as deep as I could get it. He began to moan and move his butt to fuck my tongue with his ass. I cleaned every bit of his hole and loved it.
What was happening to me? Just a few weeks before I wouldn't have considered doing anything like that to anyone yet here I was cleaning out this man's asshole. It was like it was the most natural thing in the world, Eating his ass like the first pig to the trough. I sucked the big man's hole with pleasure. I guess it was time to stop asking myself stupid questions and let loose whoever-whatever was locked up inside me.
Something broke inside me, another epiphany perhaps; I realized that I am the person whose tongue is eagerly licking an asshole. I'm a cocksucker, a slave, a thing created to be used by this man. I had been taught to lick an asshole, drink up cum and piss like it was the most natural thing on earth. I wanted nothing as much as to obey him and pleasure him in the way he wanted.
"That's good, slave, you did a good job. My hole hasn't felt that clean in a long time." You're not a bad cocksucker" he said as he patted my head. I was now complete; this is where I belonged.
"Well Son, I'm afraid it's time for your ass-fucking. I usually prefer fucking a cunt but hell, today I just feel like it. Fighting it is only going to make it hurt and feel worse. Just relax," he told me in a soft voice, as he gently stroked my back, Kind of like you would a pony. "Now try to enjoy it for what it is. I'll take it nice and easy if you try not to fight it. I've found it important to break a boy's cherry gently and slowly; then they always want their ass full of man-cock."
When he thought I was ready, he punched his cockhead thru the mouth of my asshole and just let it sit there as I gasped from the pain. He was stroking me and saying, "there, there, boy, take a breath, just relax." It felt like there was a broomstick up my ass. My hole was doing steady spasms as that monster cockhead stretched it out and held it open, God it hurt.
I felt him slowly withdraw his cock until only the head remained lodged just inside my asshole. He was waiting until I relaxed my ass a little before he started pushing back in. Each time I seized up, he would stop and wait for me to relax, all the while he continued his work with stroking my back and whispering encouragement in my ear, "there, there, boy, take a breath, just relax" Was his mantra to sooth me.
He rubbed my back and said, "Take it easy now boy, it's not long now. Keep your body straight, that'll make it easier." I then understood that he was not intending to hurt me, not at all: It was just the pain that was necessary to get where we were going. And then the head of his dick popped through the glorious tightness, and I felt a surge of pleasure and relief as the length of his cock finally entered me to its full length.
Once I'd relaxed enough, he established a rhythm, sliding his cock slowly but firmly in and out of my nether hole. Here I was, a once normal man, on my hands and knees in front of this man with his cock shoved up my ass. I could tell that for Kyle this must be heaven as he pushed his cock all the way back inside my tight ass. Using both hands now to pry my ass cheeks open, he pulled his cock free with a loud plop as my well-used hole closed. He shoved his tool back into me and started banging my ass with a vengeance.
My world had now narrowed to my asshole as it embraced his cock as he sawed in and out; He pushed me forward onto my elbows with each strong stroke. The room was filled with the squishing, squelching sounds of cock alternately filling and retreating from my ass. He was slamming into me for all I was worth.
"I'm going to come inside you now Son, then you're mine; your ass is going to feel empty without my cock from now on. I'm going to shoot it deep inside your ass now, get ready."
After a few more deep thrusts I could feel the warmth of his thick cum invading my asshole. To my surprise, yet another dazzling wave of pleasure pulsated through my rear and up through my back and belly.
I had no idea of the time, I was just laying on the floor when he slid his sweet cock from my asshole. I felt myself remain open, stretched too far to return to normal quickly. It felt cool and open after his monster cock had been in me for so long. I couldn't move right away and just panted on the floor, catching my breath. I heard him moan and roll onto his back and sigh.
"Good job boy, now finish the job; clean my cock up."
I started to go for a towel. "No boy, use your tongue, always lick a man clean; it's a measure of respect."
His cock had never looked like this. It was so wet and covered with all our fluids. I lowered my head to the head of his cock and began to work my tongue into his cum slit. He was a little startled, he was drained from so much cum leaving him. I didn't mind what I tasted on him. There was just a little blood. It's strange what you taste after a good assfucking. It's a very different taste. I knew that my ass had produced its own lubrication for him just like my mouth hole when I was face fucked. From my ass it's a bit thicker and tasted bitter but it mixed with his strong semen well. I was eager and willing to lick his cock totally clean to show my thanks and the musky taste tweaked my need for humiliation. My ass was his now, I was his, he truly was my Master.
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