8. Something I had not counted on
I could hear Miss Millie talking on the phone. She talked for a long time. I
was afraid to do anything for fear of displeasing her. She finally stopped
talking and I heard her hang up the phone. She walked back into the room. "Get
busy and clean this place up. We are having company this afternoon." She gave
me a verbal list of things to do. I quickly responded hoping to stay on her
good side. She went off to the bedroom to shower and get ready. She did not
say who was coming to visit. But I figured it was another one of Miss Lora's
friends. Miss Millie had me prepare the two of us something to eat. Of course
I ate from the floor under the table. I had to massage her feet and legs while
she ate. Afterwards I cleaned up the kitchen while she got dressed. I was so
busy I did not have time to think about what laid in store for me this
afternoon. I guess I assumed it would be more of the same. Did I get a
surprise!
"Go clean yourself up, and wash the mess from those panties." In all of the
activity this morning I had secreted a lot of pre-cum, and my panties were
stained. "He will be here at 1:30 and I want you ready to greet him at the
door." My jaw must have dropped to the floor. Did she say He? He ma'am?
"Yes, He. Now get ready." My heart was beating out of my chest. I could feel
that pain in my stomach like you get when something bad is going to happen.
Then I remembered what she had said last night when her and Miss Lora had
allowed me to cum. "So, you are a cum slut too. Maybe I'll bring my boy friend
over some night. He cums a quart when he is horny." My God, she is going to
make me eat his cum. As the reality hit me I thought about leaving. It will
probably mean that I can never come back. I may never find anybody like Miss
Lora and Miss Millie again. But I don't want to eat somebody else's cum. I am
not gay.
What should I do? I continued to get ready. I cleaned up and washed my
panties. Maybe I should stay a while and see what happens. Maybe she won't
make me do anything. Maybe he is just dropping by and won't stay. I must at
least give it a chance. That's what I will do. Then I remembered having a
fantasy a few times about being forced to do things I would not normally do.
When I first got into BDSM I would only fantasize about women. Some of the
stories I read included situations where the Mistress would force the slave to
perform orally on another male slave. Sometimes the slave would have to eat the
others cum. At first I would skip over those parts. But as time went on I
became more interested in the fact that the slave was forced to do it. That
made it ok. He did not have to be gay. He was just following orders. I even
fantasized that I was forced to do it. But I never thought I would really do
it.
I got down on my hands and knees and crawled to the front door and got into
position. "I see you are ready. That's good. He will be here in a few
moments. I expect you to perform well. He is one of my favorite black
friends." Oh my God, she can't do this to me. Now this has gone too far. "By
the way, if you don't want to go through with this, you are welcome to leave.
But you know of course that you will be forbidden to come back. We can always
find another slut like you. There are plenty around."
I rose up on my knees to protest, but I got a mind-altering surprise. She was
dressed only in a long t-shirt, and she had it pulled up with her pussy in full
view. My nose was only inches from her hair and that wonderful scent
immediately permeated my nostrils. "How long do you think it will take you to
find something like this"? Then she rubbed her finger across her pussy lips
and stuck it under my nose. My penis immediately responded and I could feel
that churning in my balls. "Well?" Suddenly I was under her spell again. The
smell of her pussy was like a drug. All I could think of was serving her needs
and being controlled by her. "Well, I am waiting." Yes ma'am I will be good.
It was as if someone besides me had taken control of my body.
Suddenly the doorbell rang. I almost jumped out of my skin. "Get in position
slut." I quickly got my nose in the carpet. "Come in." I saw the door open
and he stepped in. Miss Millie went to him and they embraced. I think they
kissed for a minute or two. "Well, here is our little slave I told you about.
He may look a little battered. I had to work him over this morning. He is
still in training. Come on over to the couch. I know you don't have much time,
so lets make the best of it." They walked over to the couch and sat down. That
gave me a moment of hope. Maybe that meant there would not be time for them to
do anything. But my hopes were cut short. They talked for only a minute. It
was obvious from the conversation that they were going to get physical. "Let's
get those clothes off of you." I could hear them rustling around and the sound
of a zipper. Maybe they would forget that I am here. I could hear the distinct
sounds of lovemaking. A few minutes went by. I was getting very anxious.
"Get over here slut. I want to show you what a real cock looks like." My heart
sank. I froze. I didn't know what to do. "Remember what I told you." Yes
ma'am. In an instant I was back on track. I started crawling over to the
couch. As I approached the couch I kept my head down. I could feel the heat in
my face. This is the most humiliated I had ever been, even more than I had ever
imagined. "That's it, come on over here. I want you to see a real cock." Then
both of them separated and sat side by side on the couch. I could see him
spread his legs. Even without looking directly at it, it was obvious that he
had one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen. It was black and it was sticking
straight up. He was totally shaved. "Get over here I want you to get a close
up look. " God, I must have been beat red and my heart was going faster than
ever. I could feel it pounding in my chest. My head was only inches from the
couch and I was directly facing him. "Raise you head and move in closer." I
couldn't do it, but something seemed to be guiding me. It was as if I was not
controlling my body. I raised my head and moved forward until my chest was up
against the couch. I was looking directly at his huge black balls. I could
even smell him. His balls were like melons each suspended in its own loosely
fitted sack. His cock was very thick where it emerged from his balls. It stuck
straight up with a slight bend to it. As my eyes followed it to the top I
noticed that he was not circumcised. I could see a drop of pre-cum clinging to
his slit. "This is what makes a woman's pussy feel good." She moved her hand
over to his cock and started masturbating him. "Look at his balls, so full of
cum." She moved up to his face and kissed him on the lips. "I'll bet you are
ready for a big cum, honey?" I could see him shake his head and moan as she
pumped his cock. "Now my little slut, you are going to help us out here.
Usually I like to get him off by sucking on his balls while I jack him off.
But, it seems like you are in a better position that I am for that."
Oh my God. She is going to make me do it. "Open that slut mouth of yours and
start licking his balls." My mind was screaming no, but my body was no
cooperating. I wanted to get up and leave, but I kept thinking about the last
two days and how much my life had changed. I had no other choice. I moved
forward, opened up my mouth, stuck out my tongue and touched it to his balls."
Open your mouth. Here, let me help." She put her fingers under his balls and
began pushing the left sack into my mouth. I could not believe it was real.
Here I was on my hands and knees, wearing a pair of panties, being controlled by
this cruel sexy woman, and sucking on her black boyfriends balls. "Now suck on
the other one." She pulled the left one out and put the right one in. I could
feel the stubble of his balls on my lips and tongue. I closed my eyes and hoped
that it was a bad dream. But it wasn't. "Open wider. I want you to suck on
both of them. He likes that." I was so ashamed, but it was too late to back
off. I just did what she told me to do. I guess in the back of my mind I had
wondered what it was like to have a set of balls in my mouth.
I opened my eyes just as she noticed the drop of pre-cum on his slit. She used
her finger to catch it. Oh no! She will make me lick it off. "Here cum slut,
get your first taste." She pushed me away from his balls and stuck her finger
to my lips before I had time to think. I thought my stomach would turn, but it
didn't. She immediately pushed my face back into his balls. "Now cum slut, its
time to start on his cock. I want you to start kissing his cock here above his
balls, then lick all the way up his shaft until you get to the top." I wanted
to revolt. I knew where this was leading and I did not want to follow. She
grabbed my hair and pulled it up. "Get started slut." I wanted to leave so
badly, but I knew it would be all over if I did. I decided to co-operate and go
a little further. I started kissing his cock at the base. The skin there was
smoother. "Now start licking. That's right, lick it all the way to the top."
By now I was just following orders. I had lost all sense of dignity and shame.
I felt like a zombie. "Are you ready for that well deserved cum honey?" I
could hear him moan again and his cock started twitching. "OK cum slut, lick
his cock a few more times. Then I want you to raise up and suck on the head."
I new she was going to make me do that. All of sudden, the world just seemed to
move in slow motion. I took one last lick from his balls to the top of his
cock. His pre-cum was leaking down the underside of his shaft. "Now take his
head in your mouth." I couldn't do it. God, I couldn't do it. "Don't forget
what I told you." It was no use. I moved up and put my mouth over the top of
his cock. I closed my eyes and hoped it would go away. His huge black head
was so large it filled my mouth. His foreskin retracted each time she
masturbated him, and I noticed a stale pissy taste on the underside of his cock
head. My stomach was starting feel sick. But it was soon replaced by the silky
taste of his pre-cum.
I could feel his cock pulsating. Miss Millie put her both of her hands around
his cock and started pumping. "Oh God," he said. "I am going to cum. I am
going to cum." I closed my eyes and tried to focus on something else. I just
wanted to get it over with. "Get ready cum slut. Remember, his balls are
full." Then I heard him gasp. He pushed forward and then it happened. I could
feel a big squirt in my mouth. It immediately hit the back of my mouth and
assaulted my taste buds. I had tasted my own cum a number of times, so I
thought I might be somewhat prepared. But I had also heard that every man's cum
taste a little different. They were right. It did not taste like mine. It had
a sharper tangier taste. It was as thick as syrup. I was afraid I would throw
up. Thinking back on it now, it was not the taste that made me want to be sick,
it was my shame. His whole body jerked and another shot came out. Now my mouth
was filled with his seed. I felt like my cheeks were being forced out, and his
taste filled my mouth. Then another shot. I could not hold it all in my mouth
and I did not want to swallow it, so it started leaking out and running down his
shaft. "Don't you waste that. You are going to eat it all." I should have
known. She will make me do it. I closed my eyes, held my breath and tried to
swallow. Remember how you did when you were a kid and your mother made you eat
something you didn't like. About the time I got the nerve to swallow, another
load shot out. Then in one big gulp I swallow what was in my mouth. I could
not believe how much cum was in him. She gabbed my head and pulled me away.
His cum was so thick; a string of it clung to his cock and the other end to my
lips. "You are a cum slut. Let me see you lick your lips." I wanted to wipe
if off with my hand, but I knew she wouldn't let me. I ran my tongue over my
lips and brought it into my mouth. My whole mouth tasted like his seed. I
could even smell it too.
Then I remembered how I have always wanted to eat my own cum before I have a
climax. However, after I have the climax, the desire to eat it diminishes. It
sounds funny, but it is true. I noticed it is the same way with eating pussy.
It is fun to do before you cum, but after you cum it is not nearly as much fun.
In fact I dreamed one time that my Mistress was forcing me to suck a man's cock,
but I could not see who he was and he could not see me. In the dream, I sucked
him until he came. I swallowed his cum and enjoyed it. Could I make this
situation like the dream I had? I closed my eyes and imagined that I was
dreaming. I swished my tongue around in my mouth to see if it tasted the same
way as it had in the dream. "You are not finished yet slut. You left a mess."
She pointed at his cock. The head of his cock was still secreting fluid. It
was running down his shaft. The cum that had been forced from my mouth earlier
had run down his cock and collected on his balls. "Get down there and clean it
up." She grabbed my head and pushed me down so my mouth was on his balls. I
did what I had to do. I began licking his balls and cock just like it was an
ice cream cone. There was an enormous amount of residues from his orgasm still
on his cock and balls. "Use your hand. I want to see you look like a real cock
sucker." How much more could I take? How much more humiliation will she impose
upon me? That's when I just lost it. I just followed her orders. I brought my
right hand up and put it around his shaft. I finished licking his balls, and
then I moved up to the head and licked it. "Try to stick your tongue in his
slit and suck the rest of his cum out." I had already humiliated myself more
than I had ever felt possible. I might as well do that. Now, I felt like a
cocksucker; holding his cock with my hand and cleaning it like a cheap whore.
"Ok, you're finished. Go sit by the door."
Finally it was over. I got back on my hands and knees and started back to the
door. For the last three days, I have been worried about my penis leaking and
my balls getting soar from having an rection. I quickly looked down to my
panties. I could not believe it. My penis was as hard as ever, and my panties
were soaked with pre-cum. Oh my God!
End of Part 8
