I wish things weren't like this at times. I've ended up in a dream relationship that resembles "careful what you wish for". I spoke up about all of the gross things I liked or wanted to try. Which is how I end up here twice a day... Locked under a queening chair.
My boyfriend has a rimming schedule. I clean his asshole twice a day on a schedule. Sometimes it's more. Why? Because he says it's good for me. He's a blue collar guy, he's almost always dripping sweat when he comes home. It's my literal job to clean him before his shower. I wait under the chair as he comes in from work.
This is quiet time for me, I don't speak. He vents about his day and I listen. Then I hear his zipper and my world goes dark. "Cleaning time, sweetheart. Make Daddy proud" is something I hear often as I get to work. I lick and suck his hairy asshole for at least 30 minutes before he's satisfied. I always wish he would shave one day but he never has.
This process repeats before bedtime also. He calls it my bedtime "treat". I stay quiet while he relaxes and I clean his asshole. He normally goes to the gym or for a run so I'm usually dealing with another stupid sweaty asshole. It's a hard job but he says someone has to do it. The routine ones are never sexual. It really is a job.
It's the ones in between that are nasty and sexual. He'll grind his ass on my face and suffocate me while I jerk him off or he switches and throat fucks me in between.