There I am standing outside the bathroom looking at SIR sitting on the couch ready for me to undress. I know the door is behind me, all I have to do is turn around, open it and leave. I can go back to my lonely, sexless life, filled with a lack of self-confidence and low self-esteem. Go back and live the life that generations of women chose, or had chosen for them. Social pressure in a male-dominated society convincing us (at the time) that it was better to be proper, unhappy, and do what is expected of us, that it was better to make someone else happy?!
I feared that someday I would be looking into my past wondering "What if?" So I started undressing for myself, knowing that I will do whatever he wanted and I will do it because " I " chose to!!
As I'm undressing,
SIR stares and repeats "Good slut." When I'm naked, he tells me to walk over to him and kneel between his legs. He asks me "Do you want to suck my cock?"
"I do, SIR."
"Well, get to it!" I unbuckle his belt, unbutton and unzip his pants and pull them off. He is wearing boxers, I pull them off of him to find he is semi-hard. "Are you ready to put your mouth to work?"
"Yes SIR."
"Good slut, lift my cock and start licking my balls." He tells me to kiss his cock, lick the underside, lick the sides, and worship it like a slut. I'm trying to maintain eye contact but sometimes lose it. A nice repositioning of my head by a friendly hair tug gets it back. "Do you like it?"
"Yes SIR,"
SIR now tells me what to say and I repeat it. "I'm your slut." "I like your cock in my mouth." "I like Black cock!" "My mouth is yours!" Etc. He tells me slower, faster, more in my mouth. I can only go so far, he pushes my head a bit farther down, but not all the way just enough to make me gag. When I gag I try to pull back, an instinct to not choke. He tells me not to do that, to relax my throat because the goal here is to be able to deep throat his entire cock without his helping hand. I'm allowed to caress his balls with my hands but if it gets near his cock SIR slaps my hand "All mouth like a slut" I move my mouth from his cock to his balls, back and forth. This goes on for a while. He has me speed up by grabbing my hair and moving my head to his pace, I taste his pre cum, then he stops!?
SIR stands up, and pulls me by the hair so I am staring up at him, he masturbates until he releases on my face! I'm told to stay and leave it, that I am to lick it up if it drips near my mouth. "This is your new life slut, this is the way it's going to be from now on."
After a minute or so "Wipe it off with your finger, lick it off and swallow." I hate the taste of cum, always have and probably always will. I enjoyed giving blow jobs in the past and swallowing happened most of the time, pleasuring my partner always trumped the taste.
The last few years of my marriage, it became more of a 'going through the motions,' a chore. In my mouth, up and down till he cums, then run to the toilet and spit. Now it is over till his next birthday, holiday, etc.
At this moment, sitting here licking a Black man's cum that he just squirted on my face off my fingers. I can already tell I'm going to enjoy giving blow jobs again! It was the way he had me "serve" instead of "suck" him. It still didn't taste good…(lol) But the obedience he demanded and deserved made that not matter.
So, like anyone, I figured it was going to be my turn. My 'headlights' were on and my pussy was wet. SIR said, "We are finished, you can dress and go home, come back tomorrow, same time."
"What?"
"Don't make me repeat things."
"Yes Sir" and headed to the bathroom.
"Don't wash your face," HE WANTS ME TO DRIVE HOME WITH THIS STILL THERE? It was dry at this point since my finger wiped it off, although some could be in my hair. I went to the door, dressed, and left.
On the drive home, I could smell it as some did go up my nose. I got in, upstairs, undressed, got into bed, and masturbated until I was shaking from the orgasm. (Thank you for that at least SIR!) I showered, went down, ate, had some wine, and Netflix, I paid bills online, nothing different except for the fact that I knew I was now something that used to disgust me, but now I am content with it and hoping for more, I could not wait for tomorrow. I went to bed, fell asleep instantly, and slept until the alarm rang the next morning.
The day couldn't go fast enough, finally, here I am again at the cracked door. I knock and hear "you know what to do slut!"
I walk in, don't need the bathroom since no make-up. Too much too often gives me a skin rash. SIR knows that and is ok with it. I undress, walk over to him, on my knees, undress him, and start worshipping his cock. He tells me fast/slow, balls, etc. No hands, all mouth. He likes it mostly slow, with a lot of tongue/ licking. I stop only to admit I'm a slut, I love what I'm doing, I love his Black Cock, etc. When he cums, he holds my hair having me continue to suck. Then he holds my head down. I can feel his cock twitching in my mouth. The only thing is for me to swallow. Then he lets my head go and I clean up the last few drops.
"Your mouth was made for Black cock."
I thank him. I get up, assuming I'm going to leave, "On the couch and masturbate." He stares at me telling me not to cum until I'm told. He doesn't have me stop but hold it. It's not easy. Then he stops me and goes down on me. He makes me orgasm with his mouth. It's great!
"Fuck me, please!?"
"You are not ready, yet. you have to earn that privilege." I lay there naked for some time. He lets me shower and watches me. Then says I'll call you tomorrow.
For the next 3-4 weeks, I showed up nearly every day to give him a blow job. On my knees, hanging my head over the edge of his bed having my throat fucked while SIR plays with my puss. He started to spank me as I'm blowing him sometimes, he straddled my chest pumping my mouth until he cums all the time looking up at him(my fave). Sometimes he lets me orgasm either by myself, with his mouth and or fingers, or a combination. but only when verbally allowed to.
He has me masturbate while I'm blowing him, only cumming when I'm told to. Sometimes it will be as he is cumming in my mouth. That feeling of oneness as we cum at the same time or nearly the same time!!!
On weekends I stay at his place. I sucked him whenever he wanted. When we would go out to eat I gave him blow jobs in his car, my car. I would wait for his call, looking forward to blowing him. I wanted more but SIR said I had to earn it the old-fashioned way, with my mouth.
I know, understand I'm being conditioned to not only please him when he wants but to please MYSELF when HE wants. I still look forward every day to making a "visit." I still don't like the taste, but that feeling of him erupting in my mouth, the sound of his moans, his convulsing, his cock twitching in my mouth, all that makes me want more. All of these things make me his slut!
The way he calls me slut, when he tells me my mouth is gold,
it's all heaven to me. The fact that I'm 20-plus years older than him, that I can pleasure a man like that with just my mouth. The fact that a man of color commands me when I can and cannot orgasm and I obey willingly. I like it! All of this makes me happy, It makes me want to evolve more.
Eventually, he got the little stand by the door, one day I came in and there was a bag there. Inside was a series of 3 anal plugs, a training pack.
"phase II starts tonight." I don't know if I smiled, but I think I may have?
I feared that someday I would be looking into my past wondering "What if?" So I started undressing for myself, knowing that I will do whatever he wanted and I will do it because " I " chose to!!
As I'm undressing,
SIR stares and repeats "Good slut." When I'm naked, he tells me to walk over to him and kneel between his legs. He asks me "Do you want to suck my cock?""I do, SIR."
"Well, get to it!" I unbuckle his belt, unbutton and unzip his pants and pull them off. He is wearing boxers, I pull them off of him to find he is semi-hard. "Are you ready to put your mouth to work?"
"Yes SIR."
"Good slut, lift my cock and start licking my balls." He tells me to kiss his cock, lick the underside, lick the sides, and worship it like a slut. I'm trying to maintain eye contact but sometimes lose it. A nice repositioning of my head by a friendly hair tug gets it back. "Do you like it?"
"Yes SIR,"
SIR now tells me what to say and I repeat it. "I'm your slut." "I like your cock in my mouth." "I like Black cock!" "My mouth is yours!" Etc. He tells me slower, faster, more in my mouth. I can only go so far, he pushes my head a bit farther down, but not all the way just enough to make me gag. When I gag I try to pull back, an instinct to not choke. He tells me not to do that, to relax my throat because the goal here is to be able to deep throat his entire cock without his helping hand. I'm allowed to caress his balls with my hands but if it gets near his cock SIR slaps my hand "All mouth like a slut" I move my mouth from his cock to his balls, back and forth. This goes on for a while. He has me speed up by grabbing my hair and moving my head to his pace, I taste his pre cum, then he stops!?
SIR stands up, and pulls me by the hair so I am staring up at him, he masturbates until he releases on my face! I'm told to stay and leave it, that I am to lick it up if it drips near my mouth. "This is your new life slut, this is the way it's going to be from now on."
After a minute or so "Wipe it off with your finger, lick it off and swallow." I hate the taste of cum, always have and probably always will. I enjoyed giving blow jobs in the past and swallowing happened most of the time, pleasuring my partner always trumped the taste.
The last few years of my marriage, it became more of a 'going through the motions,' a chore. In my mouth, up and down till he cums, then run to the toilet and spit. Now it is over till his next birthday, holiday, etc.
At this moment, sitting here licking a Black man's cum that he just squirted on my face off my fingers. I can already tell I'm going to enjoy giving blow jobs again! It was the way he had me "serve" instead of "suck" him. It still didn't taste good…(lol) But the obedience he demanded and deserved made that not matter.
So, like anyone, I figured it was going to be my turn. My 'headlights' were on and my pussy was wet. SIR said, "We are finished, you can dress and go home, come back tomorrow, same time."
"What?"
"Don't make me repeat things."
"Yes Sir" and headed to the bathroom.
"Don't wash your face," HE WANTS ME TO DRIVE HOME WITH THIS STILL THERE? It was dry at this point since my finger wiped it off, although some could be in my hair. I went to the door, dressed, and left.
On the drive home, I could smell it as some did go up my nose. I got in, upstairs, undressed, got into bed, and masturbated until I was shaking from the orgasm. (Thank you for that at least SIR!) I showered, went down, ate, had some wine, and Netflix, I paid bills online, nothing different except for the fact that I knew I was now something that used to disgust me, but now I am content with it and hoping for more, I could not wait for tomorrow. I went to bed, fell asleep instantly, and slept until the alarm rang the next morning.
The day couldn't go fast enough, finally, here I am again at the cracked door. I knock and hear "you know what to do slut!"
I walk in, don't need the bathroom since no make-up. Too much too often gives me a skin rash. SIR knows that and is ok with it. I undress, walk over to him, on my knees, undress him, and start worshipping his cock. He tells me fast/slow, balls, etc. No hands, all mouth. He likes it mostly slow, with a lot of tongue/ licking. I stop only to admit I'm a slut, I love what I'm doing, I love his Black Cock, etc. When he cums, he holds my hair having me continue to suck. Then he holds my head down. I can feel his cock twitching in my mouth. The only thing is for me to swallow. Then he lets my head go and I clean up the last few drops.
"Your mouth was made for Black cock."
I thank him. I get up, assuming I'm going to leave, "On the couch and masturbate." He stares at me telling me not to cum until I'm told. He doesn't have me stop but hold it. It's not easy. Then he stops me and goes down on me. He makes me orgasm with his mouth. It's great!"Fuck me, please!?"
"You are not ready, yet. you have to earn that privilege." I lay there naked for some time. He lets me shower and watches me. Then says I'll call you tomorrow.
For the next 3-4 weeks, I showed up nearly every day to give him a blow job. On my knees, hanging my head over the edge of his bed having my throat fucked while SIR plays with my puss. He started to spank me as I'm blowing him sometimes, he straddled my chest pumping my mouth until he cums all the time looking up at him(my fave). Sometimes he lets me orgasm either by myself, with his mouth and or fingers, or a combination. but only when verbally allowed to.
He has me masturbate while I'm blowing him, only cumming when I'm told to. Sometimes it will be as he is cumming in my mouth. That feeling of oneness as we cum at the same time or nearly the same time!!!
On weekends I stay at his place. I sucked him whenever he wanted. When we would go out to eat I gave him blow jobs in his car, my car. I would wait for his call, looking forward to blowing him. I wanted more but SIR said I had to earn it the old-fashioned way, with my mouth.
I know, understand I'm being conditioned to not only please him when he wants but to please MYSELF when HE wants. I still look forward every day to making a "visit." I still don't like the taste, but that feeling of him erupting in my mouth, the sound of his moans, his convulsing, his cock twitching in my mouth, all that makes me want more. All of these things make me his slut!
The way he calls me slut, when he tells me my mouth is gold,
it's all heaven to me. The fact that I'm 20-plus years older than him, that I can pleasure a man like that with just my mouth. The fact that a man of color commands me when I can and cannot orgasm and I obey willingly. I like it! All of this makes me happy, It makes me want to evolve more.Eventually, he got the little stand by the door, one day I came in and there was a bag there. Inside was a series of 3 anal plugs, a training pack.
"phase II starts tonight." I don't know if I smiled, but I think I may have?
