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Peter Solarz

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Down under
If you're licking fingers down under, get in touch, would you? I've been thinking a lot recently about the exchanges we used to have. [email protected]
Good girls don't cum, good girls edge their brains away
Good girls don't cum, good girls edge their brains away
Good girls don't cum, good girls edge their brains away
Good girls don't cum, good girls edge their brains away
Good girls don't cum, good girls edge their brains away
WââF Â Â (WARNING! Â No âPretty Boysâ here.)
âHoly shit, coach, what are you doing here?â
Totally HOT đĽ AS FUCK, WOOF !
Wow....
YYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSS~!!!!!!!!!!! TREEET ME LIK THAT~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
oh my!!!!
Totally agree đđ đ
This is how I break my sissy faggots and turn them into cum craving whores for my pleasure
Yes please
The Man Who Lives Down the Hall
âWell hey there, sport-o!â the older man cries out cheerfully, as though the two of you are long friends and not simply neighbors in the same apartment building who occasionally pass one another in the hallway. âGlad to see you again! Come for another little talk, huh?â He chuckles in a vaguely avuncular fashion, and you catch yourself chuckling right along with him even though you donât remember any previous little talks he might be referencing. For that matter, youâre not even sure why youâre over at his place to begin with. Especially not in his bathroom. And especially not when heâs⌠you glance over at his stiff, jutting cock, a sudden blush reddening your cheeks.
âNow, now, none of that, champ,â he says mildly, as though he wasnât lounging naked in the empty tub on an inflatable bath pillow with his cock sticking a disconcertingly long distance straight up into the air. âI already told you, mi casa es su casa, right?â Your head bobs up and down, even though you donât recall exchanging so much as a grunt of recognition with him when youâve walked by his apartment on the way to your own. Thereâs nothing in your memory that would suggest even a casual acquaintance, let alone the kind of easy familiarity that would allow you to walk in on him nude in his warm, steamy bathroom without comment or complaint. ButâŚ.
But it is warm. And steamy. You feel a sudden wave of prickling, humid heat wash over you, making your clothes stiflingly uncomfortable as they cling to your body. You wish you could take them off, but thereâs already one naked man in this room. To add a second would be⌠it might⌠it could confuse things, is all. It has the potential to send the wrong signals, especially since your neighbor is already visibly aroused. His cock keeps bobbing and twitching, describing a tiny arc in the air that makes your face redden even further. You tell yourself itâs the sultry air, but then the older man says, âFeel free to slip out of those heavy clothes,â and you know he knows.
Heavy. That word seems to stick in your brain, displacing other thoughts as you nod and pull the turtleneck sweater over your head. You donât think about the way your fingers hook into the waistband of your jeans and pull them down to reveal a pair of boxer shorts already tented by your own growing erection. You donât think about his warm, encouraging smile and the way his voice lowers into a seductive growl as he says, âThatâs it, ace. You know what to do.â Youâre still thinking about that word. Heavy. Itâs so evocative. You almost feel heavy just thinking about it. S-so very⌠very⌠heavy.
You sink to your knees, unable to support your own weight anymore. You feel the cool ceramic surface of the tub pressing lightly against the tip of your hard cock; you donât remember when you took off your boxers, but then again there seem to be a lot of things you donât always remember and youâre not especially bothered by it right about now. Even your head seems to droop forward, sinking lower and lower until the massive penis of the older man looms large in your field of vision. Youâre almost close enough to reach out and kiss it now. To lick the precum away from the tip. To⌠to⌠you smile, the memories all coming back to you just as the thoughts flee. Then you open your mouth and begin to suck.
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This is so hot
Appetizer
I can feel your eyes on me as we walk back to the hotel room. Iâm taking slow steps, my high heels and tight skirt ensuring I walk one foot in front of the other. Carefully, coquettishly.My ass and hips sway with each step, and I wonder if you can see my garters framing my ass as my skirt gets pulled tight across with them with each step. Youâre so close I can feel your hungry energy. If you wanted, you could reach out, spin me around and shove me down on the corridor carpet. In fact, I think Iâd like it. But we donât want to risk upsetting the other guests. We get to the door and I can feel you just inches behind me now. Do I drop the key and bend over to get it? Press my ass into your cock as I do so? I bit my lower lip thinking of it, but decide not to. Instead, I slowly slide the card key into the lock, wait for the little green light to blink and slowly open the door.Â
As soon as weâre inside youâre on me. You press your hand into my back and shove me against the wall. I gasp, then exhale as I sink down into sub-space, my breath turning into a low moan. I can hear you chaining the door with your free hand, and then both your hands are on me. You press my face against the wall. âDonât move.âÂ
âYes, Sir.âÂ
Then I feel your hands roaming up and down my body, lifting my skirt up around my waist and grabbing my ass. You slap it once, twice, three times, each time slapping a little harder. âYou like that?âÂ
âYessssss, SsssirrrâŚâÂ
Your weight against me now as you grab me and pull me back into you, your hands reaching around me to scratch at my inner thighs, press up across my flat tummy and ribs, until you finally reach my nipples. Can you feel my body shudder as you graze them with your fingertips? Hear my soft exhale as you grab handfuls of my chest and squeeze and release, squeeze and release. Then you begin to pinch and squeeze and pull my nipples, teasing them, and my response is unmistakable. I moan loudly, arch my back and press my ass back into you. âThatâs my good girlâŚâÂ
You continue working my nipples, and now Iâm swaying my ass back and forth, grinding against your cock. So hungry for it. So desperate to be used. âPlease, SirâŚâÂ
As if on cue you pull my arms behind my back, walk me two steps into the hotel room and push me towards the bed where I fall face down in a tumble of skirts and bedspread, my caged sissy clit trapped under me, my hands still behind my back. I hear your belt unbuckle and then youâre on me, your strong hand pins my wrists behind my back and you ease the plug from my ass, Then you shove your cock into me, fluidly, all the way balls deep. I gasp.Â
âYou like that?âÂ
âYes, Sir...I love it. I love your cock.âÂ
I feel you pull out nearly all the way and then you slam back into me up to the hilt. Youâre fucking me now. No pretense, no build-up. This is all about you taking control and exerting your power and dominance over me. I can feel your hips slam into my ass with every thrust, and between each thrust you demand confessions from me. âTell me,â you say, and slam your cock into me. âTell me whose whore you are.âÂ
âYours, Sir!â I bark the words as you pound into me.Â
âSay it again,â you command.Â
âIâm your whore, Sir.âÂ
âThatâs right, youâre my whore. My fucking whore. Meant to be used. To be fucked.âÂ
âOh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck...yes, please. Iâm your fucktoy. Your plaything..your whoreâŚ.omg please use meâŚ.pleaseâŚ.Iâm meant to be fuckedâŚâÂ
You stop speaking and start moving more rhythmically, sliding in and out, in and out, your hand still holding my wrists behind my back, pressing my face now into the pillows. Iâm powerless, trying to press back into you but unable to. Your limp little fuckdoll. I feel you picking up the pace, each thrust now forcing my breath out of me with the force of it. Your weight pressing down on me. Your hand still pinning my wrists. My entire world now is You. Your cock. Your power. Your merciless pounding deep in my insides. Then you slam your full length into me. You groan, clench, pump me full of your cum. Your breath slows, your grip loosens and your voice in my ear: Thatâs just the appetizer. Youâre in for a long, long night. Now get me hard againâŚ
True story
Truth
yessir....
Always reblog đ
This. This is why I sometimes long to be a lady.
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The First 150 Rules
Sorry I havenât posted much lately, Iâve been real busy with a summer class. But Iâm back and I have a treat for all you sissy sluts. Many of you have been requesting an actual list of the rules, so here is a list of the first 150 words <3
Rule#1: A sissy does not have a cock. A sissy has a clitty Rule#2: A sissy wears a bra and panties Rule#3: A sissy loves cock Rule#4: A sissy loves cum Rule#5: A sissy takes it in the ass Rule#6: A sissy loves pink Rule#7: A sissy loves her toys Rule#8: A sissy dresses like a slut Rule#9: A sissy shares Rule#10: Sissies love facials Rule#11: A sissy must have a tight ass Rule#12: A sissy must have perfect bimbo makeup Rule#13: A sissy grows big fake tits Rule#14: A sissy is a pro cock sucker Rule#15: One is not enough Rule#16: A sissy belongs on her knees Rule#17: A sissy doesnât forget to practice Rule#18: Sissies swallow Rule#19: A sissy begs for it Rule#20: A sissy will fuck anywhere Rule#21: Sissies love to plug Rule#22: Every sissy dreams of being a bimbo Rule#23: Cum is your reward Rule#24: You are a tool used to please cock. Every cock. Rule#25: You prefer Big Black Dick Rule#26: Sissies love garters and stockings Rule#27: Sissies love a good gloryhole Rule#28: A sissy loves the taste of her own cum Rule#29: Woman is superior to sissy Rule#30: A sissy doesnât have a boyfriend, a sissy has a master(Daddy) Rule#31: A sissy doesnât have a girlfriend, a sissy has a mistress Rule#32: Sissies bend over Rule#33: Sissies love heels Rule#34: Sissies canât forget to tuck their clitty Rule#35: A sissyâs ass is always on display Rule#36: Cute panties are essential Rule#37: Sissies wear tight leggings to attract men to their ass Rule#38: A sissy doesnât neglect the balls Rule#39: A sissy has no butthole, a sissy has a pussy Rule#40: A sissy does not jerk her cock. A sissy cums only from getting her ass fucked Rule#41: A sissy has two holes, both should be put to use Rule#42: Paint your face to look like a whore Rule#43: Work out to keep your sexy sissy bod fit Rule#44: Expose your thong so that they know that its on Rule#45: A sissyâs body is smooth and shaven all over Rule#46: A sissyâs body is always for sale Rule#47: Cum is not to be wasted Rule#48: Sissies donât think. Sissies do as theyâre told Rule#49: A sissyâs mouth is not made for talking Rule#50: Sissies love to be degraded Rule#51: Big black cock is a delicacy and should be treated as such Rule#52: Sissies love playtime Rule#53: Sissies take every inch Rule#54: Sissies always dress slutty when they go out. So they always get fucked Rule#55: Panties are only removed for cock Rule#56: No skirt is too short Rule#57: Sissies wear bikinis Rule#58: The only use a sissy has for a condom, is slurping up Daddyâs cum Rule#59: Wear a black bra, so they know youâre naughty Rule#60: Sissies fuck outdoors Rule#61: Pink is to be worn as a badge of sissy pride Rule#62: Never say no to cock Rule#63: Youâre not a person, youâre a sissy fuck toy Rule#64: A sissy doesnât jerk her clitty. She fucks both her holes while rubbing her clitty like a dirty girl Rule#65: Send pics of yourself to cute boys, let them know youâre a dirty slut Rule#66: Sissies sit when they pee Rule#67: Sissies love a nice gang bang Rule#68: Pink panties alone will not make you a sissy. You must have the body and mind of a true sissy slut Rule#69: Sissies play with eachother Rule#70: Cum is essential in a sissyâs daily diet Rule#71: Sissies are whores that donât earn a thing. Sissies give everything to their Daddy or Mistress Rule#72: Sissies are property that can be bought or sold Rule#73: Wear stockings and stilettos Rule#74: Sissies tuck their clitty into pantyhose Rule#75: Paint your lips, make them a bright red target for cock Rule#76: Sissies love bukkake Rule#77: Every sissy has a little black dress Rule#78: Your sissy ass was made to take big dicks Rule#79: Sissies wear make up to look like perfect little Bimbo Fuck Dolls Rule#80: Sissies wear sexy lingerie to bed Rule#81: Sissies love giving roadhead Rule#82: Sissies eat ass Rule#83: Sissies love to feel the bulge of a hard cock Rule#84: Sissies always say yes Rule#85: Always keep eye contact Rule#86: Grow your hair long so men have something to grab while they pound your ass Rule#87: Sissies are punished when they misbehave Rule#88: Sissies donât mind getting kinky Rule#89: Strap-ons should always be treated as if they were real cocks Rule#90: A sissyâs legs are always open Rule#91: A sissy always showers with her daddy Rule#92: Sissies donât try to hide their panties, they proudly present them for all to see Rule#93: A dildo is a sissyâs best friend Rule#94: A sissyâs pants should always be skin tight Rule#95: Work your sissy ass, so it can handle being fucked on a daily basis Rule#96: Sissies wear yoga pants because they know how good their ass looks Rule#97: Find some sissy friends. Go out and get fucked together Rule#98: Real women donât enjoy being groped, but sissies donât mind at all Rule#99: All a sissy needs to know is how to please a cock Rule#100: Be a good girl Rule#101: A sissy can never have enough shoes Rule#102: A sissyâs breath always smells like cock Rule#103: Sissies proudly buy their lingerie in the store Rule#104: Sissies find a way to dress sexy even when itâs cold Rule#105: Sissies eat their own cum to remind themselves that they are no longer a man Rule#106: Sissies love eating pussy only when they get to lap up the Alpha cum dripping from inside Rule#107: Sissies bounce up and down on real menâs long hard cocks Rule#108: Sissies love to finger their own asshole Rule#109: Sissies wear panties when they run their clitty Rule#110: A sissy always says please and thank you Rule#111: Sissies read girly magazines Rule#112: If cum isnât leaking from your gaping asshole, youâre not done yet Rule#113: Look cute when you look for cock Rule#114: Sissies love wearing crotchless panties Rule#115: Every sissy wants a black daddy Rule#116: Sissies donât fuck women, women fuck sissies Rule#117: Sissies donât want to be normal girls, sissies want to be bimbo fuck dolls Rule#118: A sissy needs no help putting on a bra Rule#119: Wear a tight thong when you plug your boi pussy Rule#120: Never be afraid of a huge cock, you must worship it as you do every cock Rule#121: Forget about boxers, sissies wear pretty pink panties Rule#122: Sissies like it rough Rule#123: Drop those panties when Daddy says so Rule#124: Every sissy needs someone to teach them to suck cock Rule#125: A sissy should never run out of her bras and panties Rule#126: Wear a crop top, make all the boys stare Rule#127: Sissies love the feeling of a tight corset hugging their body Rule#128: Sissies always go out with the intention of getting fucked Rule#129: A sissyâs ass needs to be trained to take big cocks Rule#130: Cum dumpster is not an insult itâs your occupation Rule#131: Sissies get fake tits so they can be fucked in a whole new way Rule#132: Transform yourself into a perfect bimbo pin-up girl Rule#133: Desperate for a good fucking? Pick your phone up Sissy, make a booty call Rule#134: Always treat the balls with extra care, after all, thatâs wear your treat is made Rule#135: Sissies donât wear lingerie to seduce men, sissies wear lingerie because it makes them feel feminine Rule#136: Sissies love to feel their big fake tits supported by a tight bra Rule#137: You can always find a way to practice sucking cock Rule#138: A sissy is content with the size of her clitty, its small size reminds her that she is not a man Rule#139: Study real women, take notes Rule#140: Cum is not to be wiped away and disposed of, it is to be worn with pride Rule#141: Always look as cute as can be when you go out shopping Rule#142: When you see a cute boy make that booty pop Rule#143: No cock is too big for a sissy like you Rule#144: Always be ready for Daddy when he comes home Rule#145: Your job is to help him with his real job Rule#146: Every sissy wants to be owned by a big black man with a big black cock Rule#147: Sissies love to wear matching lingerie Rule#148: Keep your clitty and boi pussy clean and shaven Rule#149: A sissy works out like a girl Rule#150: Sissies donât get to fuck anyone, sissies get fucked by everyone
Nice list :D
âď¸pay attention Sissyâs!!!!
iâve said it before and iâll say it again: nothing in the world is cuter than subs getting so fucked out that all they can do is whine incoherently and rock limply with every thrust
I wanna be in this state....
Call me a good boy when you force yourself inside me. Call me a good boy when I start crying from the over stimulation. Call me a good boy when you force me to cum on your cock. Call me a good boy when I've given up and go limp under you. Call me a good boy each time you cum in me. Call me a good boy while you rape me. Good boy for taking your cock, good boy for being used, good boy good boy good boy good boy
Hello ! I just discovered your tumblr and i would appreciate to talk with you. There are lots of questions I would like to ask you
I'm happy to answer questions
A masked beauty⌠and a facialâŚ. perfection!!!!!!!!!
Good boy.
Iâd always been straight. I mean, I get itâs a continuum, but Iâd never even wavered a bit. I liked girls, and I liked to be tied up, and that was my sexuality.
Then I met Bill.
Bill was very open about his orientation: gay leather daddy. He looked a bit like a Castro clone, though I didnât know the term at the time: tall, muscular, sideburns, mustache, you get the idea. Almost a charicature, and yet something in me was attentive to him immediately.
We met through mutual friends â lots of happy hours and whatnot. One night, as the happy hour wound down, I found myself next to him at the bar. I guess he could tell he flustered me, and he liked that.
âFeeling bashful?â
I flushed.
âI think Cheryl is into you, you know.â He smiled. Were we really talking about Cheryl?
âMaybe, but she seems a little vanilla to me.â
âWell, now what do you mean by that?â
Iâd been drinking. Fuck it.
âI doubt sheâll do the things I like.â I mustered enough courage to wink. What was I doing? The interaction was incredibly loaded. My heart rate increased.
âOh, you a little kinky? What, you want to spank that little girl?â He smiled again.
âUh, more like the other way around, actually.â
Bill leaned closer. âOh, are you the kind of boy that needs some discipline?â His voice was lower now, with a friendly edge. I squirmed.
Quietly now: âyes.â
âGirls donât know anything about discipline, David. Iâll bet you have a hard time with that.â His arm was suddenly around my shoulders, pulling me closer. âDonât you?â
âyeah.â
âYou should come with me, and Iâll give you what you need tonight.â There it was.
âBut Iâm notâŚâ
âDoesnt matter what you arenât. Matters what you are, and thatâs a subbie. Isnât that right?â I nodded. âYou need to hurt for someone? You need to be bound and used?â I nodded again.
He signaled the bartender and paid my tab. I didnât stop him. âCome on.â He walked towards the door. I was in a daze of confusion and arousal, but I knew enough to follow.
In the parking lot, he opened the passenger door for me, and then, incredibly, put on my seatbelt as though I couldnât do it myself. âThere you go.â
âThank you.â
He lived close. He didnât speak until we were in his garage.
âNow, David, we need to talk. You can come inside with me and play tonight, or you can go home now. This is our time; nobody needs to know about it. But if you come in, Iâm going to tie you, and Iâm going to spank you, and Iâm going to use you. Iâll be gentle, and I wonât leave any marks, but youâll have to agree to be mine for the night.â
âUm, butâŚâ
âNo buts. You say yellow if it goes to far or fast and you need to slow down. You say red if it needs to stop entirely. Say yellow as much as you need to, but if you say red, this will never happen again, and weâll never speak of it again.â
My mind was racing. I squirmed in my seat. He reached over and unbuckled the seatbelt.
âIâm going in. If this is something you want, leave your clothes in the garage and come inside naked.â
I watched him get out and go inside, leaving the door slightly ajar. My dick was stirring, incredibly. I was sweaty and breathless. Bill had my number, entirely. Slowly, I stepped out of the car and stripped, leaving my clothes in a pile in front of the car. With a deep breath, I stepped through the door into his home.
The garage door took me right into a living area. Bill was in a leather chair. I looked at him, really looked, for the first time. His jeans were tight. The shirt was now open, and I could see the salt-and-pepper hair on his chest. âCome here, boy.â
I stepped forward.
âNo, on your knees.â
Suddenly, I was crawling.
âCome sit here, next to me.â
I crawled over and sat next to his legs in front of the chair. He moved the leg, and shoved me between his knees. His hand was on my head, stroking, like a pet.
âDoes my good boy need some attention.â I nodded. âSpeak up, little boy.â
âyes sir.â
âGood boy.â The hand was on the back of my neck. âPut your wrists behind your back.â I did. My mind was on fire, screaming in new desire and fear and trepidation and excitement. Cuffs, from somewhere, now held my hands behind me.
âFace me, head up.â
I looked at him, looked into his eyes.
âAm I your first man, little boy?â I nodded. âYouâll never be the same, you know that, right?â I nodded again. âAsk to be my boy tonight.â
My voice was small. âPlease can I be your boy tonight?â
âYou want mean old Bill to use you tonight, boy?â
âYes sir.â
âI think you should call me daddy.â
âYes daddy.â
âYou want to wear my collar tonight?â
âYes daddyâ
âAss up, head down.â I suddenly felt very, very naked.
He pushed my head to floor, then buckled a leather collar around my neck before reaching between my thighs to grab my balls. He squeezed. I gasped. âThese are mine now.â His fingers grazed my asshole. âYou let girly dommes fuck you with dildos, little boy?â
âYes daddy.â
âYou ready for my dick tonight, little boy?â
âI donât know daddy.â
âguess weâll find out, wonât we?â
I quivvered.
âUp.â He pulled on the collar. Now I was on his lap with my back to him. One arm held me in place across my chest while the other rested on my cock and balls, stroking.
His face was just at my ear; I could feel his whiskers on my neck, and his voice was right in my ear. âLetâs play a little game. Iâll talk about things that I like, and weâll see whether you can admit which ones make your little dicky hard.â
I nodded, struck mute. It was like my mind was screaming so loud I couldnât think.
âHow about spanking? Does the little boy like to have his bottom spanked?â I nodded. âWhat if I used a belt, or a paddle? What if I make you cry? Will you cry for your daddy?â There was no point in lying; he had the proof in his hand. He squeezed my balls again. âOh, you like that, donât you? But youâve never had a mean old daddy spank you, have you?â I shook my head. âI like to do it across my lap, so youâre right here close to me.â
My dick was throbbing.
âOh, look at your little dicky. Nothing for you to fuck here, is there? Maybe we should lock it up so you donât get confused.â I gasped. âIf you were really mine I wouldnât let you cum at all, but youâd like that, wouldnât you? No cummies for the little boy. Only daddy gets to cum.â
âOh godâ
âHeâs not here, little boy. Daddy is your god tonight.â With practiced skill, he flipped me over on to his lap, one leg over my lower legs. âtime to punish the little boy for his naughty hard dick.â
Iâd had bare-handed spankings before, but never like this. He was unrelenting and brilliant malicious. He had me howling quickly, but showed no sign of stopping. It never even occurred to me to safeword, though, because I was already so deep I wanted daddy to be proud of me.
Soon, I was sobbing, begging, pleading for a break. Finally, he relented, and pulled me up into his lap like a child, and wrapped his arms around me while I calmed down.
âOh, thatâs a hard spanking for you, isnât it? Good boy, good boy.â He stroked the back of my head as I sniffled into his shoulder. âMy good little boy needs a break, so weâll take care of him.â My breathing slowed to normal, and my tears stopped. âCome here,â he said, and I was confused until he moved my head, and his mouth was on mine. Something else new, I thought, and accepted his tongue.
âYou have a nice red bottom now, donât you, boy?â
âYes daddy.â
âThat makes daddy very happy, but daddy needs a little more. Donât you want daddy to be satisfied?â The fear/arousal rose again.
âYes daddy.â
âLetâs have a bit more, but weâll change things up a bit. On your knees.â
I knelt at his feet again. Bill stood up, and quickly stripped his shirt and jeans. He wore no underwear. Suddenly, I was closer to another manâs cock than Iâd ever been. His was thick and long, bigger than mine by a real margin. Veiny, uncircumcised, stiffening, leaking precum â like his desire made flesh. Billâs arousal was somehow more carnivorous, more dangerous, more predatory than any of my female partners.
He sat back down, but he was holding his belt. âCome back.â
I resumed the position. This time, I was acutely conscious of his stiffening dick rubbing against me. It was enough of a distraction that I only really registered that he was going to belt me when the first strokes started. Tears came much faster this time, but he showed no mercy. I cried, and I felt his dick get harder and harder, that insistent and dominant arousal stiffening as he brought the belt down again and again. Mine stayed limp now despite a near-constant stream of precum â not that I wasnât aroused, but I was so far into subspace that erection seemed absurd.
Bill continued a stream of nurturing patter. âLook at that good boy taking such a hard strapping. I know it hurts, David, but you have to learn, donât you? And you want daddy to be happy, donât you? Arenât you happy to be my boy tonight?â
âYes daddy yes daddy yes daddy oh god daddy please mercy pleaseâ
At last he stopped, and shoved me onto the floor in a heap. I heard him exale deeply. I felt spent and exhausted and owned.
âYou think that will help you remember who you are, little boy?â
âYes daddyâ
ânow, itâs time for you to come thank me.â
I looked up. Heâd leaned back in the chair, smiling, as he held his impressive erection out from his body. âYouâre not done until you take care of this.â
I twisted, and tried to reach him with my cuffed hands. He laughed. I understood even before he corrected me. âNo, boy, youâre going to use your mouth. You never sucked a dick before, did you?â
I shook my head.
âNo time like the present. Open up.â He slapped it against my face a few times and then it was in my mouth, pushing down my throat. I coughed and gagged. He laughed. âOh yes, the first timeâs never easy, but youâll get the hang of it.â His hands were now on my head, guiding me. I let him, sucking and licking as much as I could. I wanted it. I wanted him. I wanted his praise. I couldnât take all of it, but I did as much as I could. Soon, he held me tight and still and was thrusting, thrusting, thrusting. âTake it, take it, swallow it, swallow it.â Cum filled my mouth. I had a new appreciation for all those girls whoâd done this for me. The load felt monumental. I swallowed all I could, but some sputtered out. I kept sucking, suckling really, as he softened in my mouth. His hands shifted from tight grips to easy caresses. His tone was different. âGood boy, good boy.â I rested my head on this thigh, his cock head still in my mouth.
âYou can rest now.â I felt my ass throbbing from the spankings, my jaw ache from the blowjob. I felt the tears drying on my face, and the drool and semen on my chin. I was in a deeply submissive place, Â like never before.
After a few minutes, he stirred. âCome on, little boy, get up here.â Back in his lap, nuzzling him. He unlocked the cuffs, but left the collar. Cuddling. âThatâs a good boy. I think you should stay here tonight, donât you?â
âYes daddy.â
âThe come with me.â We both stood, and I followed him to the master bedroom. His shower was big enough for both of us; he beckoned me in, and washed me like a prized pet. I let him. As he washed himself, I found myself on my knees, playfully sucking him again. My own arousal was completely subsumed into submission for the time being. He stroked my head as he hardened in my mouth, and in a few moments he was cumming again. This time, he pulled out, and spread it on my face. âGood little cocksucker,â and his eyes smiled as the shower rinsed the semen away.
We toweled off, and he pulled me into his bed. I curled up in front of him as he spooned me, exhausted but excited. âNow, little boy, what about you?â His hand was on my cock, stroking, touching, caressing. I grew hard again, and soon I was spurting across the sheets. âThank you daddy.â
âGood boy.â