Master sits and watches me from the corner. I can feel his eyes roam all over my body. I hope he is proud of what I have become under His control. Kneeling at the foot of the bed, wearing nothing but a blindfold, I anxiously wait for what is to come. This is a fantasy I have shared with Sir, and played out a million times in my head. To be sold for an anonymous encounter.
The knock at the door startles me and I hear Master get up from his chair. He lifts my chin as he passes and tells me to be a good little whore and to please this Dom, and follow all commands, just as I would for Master. At His words I feel my core tighten even more in anticipation. Master opens the door and a new set of foot steps enter the room. If they greet one another I do not hear, but I get goose bumps as I feel both sets of eyes as they examine me.
Master returns to His chair and my Dom for the evening stands in front of me. He pets my hair gently before using it to pull me to my feet, telling me to turn around so He can inspect His purchase. My cheeks burn when I am facing him again and my heart races. He grabs my shoulders and pushes me to a sitting position on the bed. "Open" He barks at me, and so the night begins.
He is large and I struggle to take His entirety into my mouth. But my Master has trained me well and I succeed without even gagging. I take my time using one hand to caress His balls and the other to stroke His cock following my mouth. After a few minutes he grabs my head and pulls my face towards His groin forcing me to deep throat His full length. He steps back suddenly and tells me to lay on the bed with my head hanging over the edge.
I inhale deeply knowing what is about to happen and open my mouth as wide as I can. He roughly grips my neck and pushes His way deliberately into my throat, holding his position. I begin to try and push him back and My Master growls from His corner, I instantly drop my hands. I gasp for air as the huge cock pulls out only to be thrust right back in. He continues, in and out, and quickens his pace. Tears, snot, and saliva cover my face. He rams into my mouth one last time, shooting His cum deep into my throat. I can feel the last little spurts before He withdraws, leaving me attempting to catch my breath. A towel hits me and I am told to clean myself up. I wipe away the mess, and smile as The Dom tells my Master that He has taught His slut well.
The strange Dom orders me to my feet facing away from Him. I do so still breathing hard. He bends me over onto the bed face first and tells me not to move. There I wait, excitedly, for whatever comes next.
To be continued...
