Mountain Hike, chapter #4, Trained as a cock slut
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This story contains descriptions of consensual sexual contact between Males. As such it is homoerotic, designed for the entertainment of mature adults. If you are not of legal age to read such material, or if the subject matter would create any kind of personal moral dilemmas, please exit now. =====================================================
I was in a large, dimly lit room that was dominated by a large leather chair that sat like a throne in the middle. A man was perched on it with a very young girl at his feet, she looked to be about 17 or so and was dressed only in a loose loincloth . The man was about 40 with very short hair just starting to gray at the temples. He looked for all the world like a medieval monarch but I instantly knew that this was my training Master. I was apprehensive yet excited as I entered the room and fell to my knees as my Master had instructed me to. "Ah so your finally here boy , I've been expecting you. I know your owner has explained that you need training to improve your cocksucking skills but we'll spend a little time on just how we will work together. Kirk has assured me that you want to master this skill so it will a fairly friendly tutorial that I'll be giving you. Its not going to be easy but in the end you'll be able to swallow any mans cockmeat you suck off right down to the balls. As a slave you want to do what pleasures your owners and you know your Master wants this, you'll learn." As I listened I couldn't help noticing that the slave girl had been ever so gently motioned away and we were alone. "I know that you need to learn to deep throat a cock but its been my experience that a slave must become as one with the cock he's sucking; I know that sounds kind of Zen but that's the reality of it. Your bi-sexual so cocksucking is a supreme form of submission. There is not much that says I submit to a man as my Master, the alpha male, better than being on your knees with your face in his crotch eh. For this exercise let me free your hands, ok that's better. Open my robe and look at my cock, look closely at your real Master." I was actually trembling as I looked at his prick; it was still soft and about 7 inches long and thicker than I had ever seen. The wide mushroom head was as big as a baby's fist with a slit mouth that seemed to pulsate. I couldn't stop staring, there was no way I could take a cock this size when it was hard, what was I to do now? His balls were big, loose hanging and almost hairless. "A slave must try to become as familiar with his owners body as he is with his own. Look at the piss slot, that's where your protein will be coming from. Get your face into my balls and get used to the man-smell." As I nuzzled his balls I realized that he was right, it was exciting. "OK slave now its time to see just how good you are, open your mouth and I'll lay my cock on your tongue, let you get a little feel for the cock your going to serve." With his cock on my tongue, kneeling there with my mouth open I couldn't believe the shear heft of this cock, it felt like a thick German sausage. I could feel its pulses and smell its man-scent. There was a faint hint of piss smell. Oh he was telling me to suck on the head, I closed my mouth and felt that purple head fill my mouth. I suckled on it . The taste wasn't unpleasant and I felt I was doing a good job on my trainers cock even though my mouth was stretched around the big head. "Now take as much as you can , lets see how good you are." I felt the massive cock advancing inch by inch until I started choking. "That was only 3 inches you stupid pig , you've got a lot to learn , maybe it's time for a little demo Eh." The training Master led me into another room and I was surprised that the little slave girl was on her knees just inside. " Well cunt I guess its time for a refresher course for you anyway , get up on the bench. We call this bench our cocksucker facilitator, it usually breaks down a slaves fear and inhibitions pretty quickly so they can concentrate on pleasing their Master." I watched as the slave girl fairly scampered up and onto the bench. The bench was a narrow, leather-covered affair with a lot of machinery , straps and cuffs attached to it. The girl's Master busied him-self strapping her in with the leather cuffs until she couldn't move. He then manipulated the controls until her head was positioned just in front of his crotch. I was on my knees at eye level to his gigantic, dripping cock. As he told me to watch closely. He slowly fed his cock into her mouth seeming to savor the feeling as he filled her warm, wet hole. I was mesmerized by the utter degradation of the scene in front of me. This pretty young woman was strapped down into a completely immobile position to be used exactly as her Master wanted, I was excited. he slowly began fucking her mouth taking deeper strokes each time. "I have to let her get used to my cocks size, its better that way" he explained. The slow prodding stopped though as I watched her eyes grow wide when he punched through to her throat canal. He left it there a bit before slowly stroking its length in and out deep into her throat. I couldn't believe it. It took a while but eventually he pulled his cock, dripping wet with saliva out of her mouth and laughed. "Look at her , she looks like a catfish , she's still sucking after my cock is gone , that's dedication. It's your turn now boy, I hope I'm not wasting my time with you." He quickly unfastened her and tethered the chain on her collar to a ring on the wall; just like a farmer would secure his livestock I thought.