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"You did pretty good boy. Kneel down between my legs again and let me tell you where we're going with this. I know that you used to suck Mike off as a boy but that's a lot different than what you have to learn now. I'll teach you real submission, real slavery. We think that's what you need, in fact what you were born for. A cocksucker like you has to broken in correctly though to fully realize his potential. That's my job. In our club I'm the training Master and you'll learn it all from me. whether you admit it to me now or later when my cock is in your ass or after you've eaten my cum or after you've been loaned out to friends for them to use your mouth and ass, you WILL admit it. You need men and women to tell you what to do, you need to be owned. You need to suck cock, lick cunts and eat cum, assholes. You are a fuck puppy. You are what I call an Omega male - the lowest man in the pack. You need Alpha males like me to put you in your place and to show you the ultimate fulfillment of what you know yourself to be. You need a man like me in your life to help you become what you want to be: the server of men, the pleaser of women."
I could have said something - should have said anything to protect my pride - but I remained speechless, controlled by this man. "You may admit this in the form of a grunt when you suck my cock or a plea for me to fuck you harder. We will both know exactly what it means, because I had you pegged as a cocksucker from the second I walked through that door."
"All this talk has made me horny," Master Karl said. "Take my pants off, not my underwear, and don't you dare to suck my cock yet." My hesitation was as short as a heartbeat, and then his pants were off. "Good cocksucker," he said, I could tell he was smirking. "Now smell right here." He pointed to where his leg met his crotch. "I want you to remember that smell; it's one that you're going to know quite well very soon. It's the smell of a man who lords over you, a man who controls you, the man who knows what you want more than you do sometimes. Do you understand?" I inhaled deeply, and was rewarded with a heady smell, like all the best parts of a men's locker room, just like a room smells after sex. It was distinct to Karl, and I knew I would always associate this smell with the man who now controlled me. "Good, cocksucker," Karl purred. "Now strip and get on your knees. You should get very familiar with this position, too."
I did as he ordered, and he stood over me. Standing in only his shorts, Master Karl looked more spectacular than I had thought. A man's body, broad shoulders, meaty pecs, defined abs which came down in a V which pointed all of my attention to his crotch and the bulging package there. "Now we're going to take this slowly," he said. "Pull my underwear down so that my public hair is showing. No more." I did as he told. He had a trail of hair running from his navel to his underwear which fanned out as I pulled his underwear down. Pubic hair had never struck me as particularly sexy, but on Karl it was. I stopped as I exposed a small portion of the base of his dick. "Kiss it, right above my cock. You're about to learn how to worship every part of my body. You will love my body, every inch." I kissed his pubic patch, his curly hairs tickling my lips and nose. His scent was strong here.
"Uncover my cock," he said. "Do not touch it with your hands yet." I pulled down his briefs slowly. From the base, I watched his cock grow... and grow. . . and grow. Thick veins crisscrossed his huge cock; it was big and thick. Numbers about its length and girth do not do justice to the power, weight and sheer masculinity of Master Karl's cock. It was the true embodiment of manhood. My hunger to touch and taste it became foremost in my mind. Above me, Karl started to chuckle. "You are not the first boy to have that look on your face when you've seen my cock. Swallow, bitch. You're about to drool." "Kiss the head," he said. I reached up to touch it. "DO NOT touch it." He barked. "Only your lips. Kiss my cock." I kissed just the tip, and his cock jumped. My own cock jumped; he liked this. As my lips pulled back, and string of precum from his cock followed, stretching between us, connecting me to him. "Look at me," he ordered. "Do you like precum?" I nodded my head. "Answer me in your own words." I licked my lips as I opened my mouth to speak. His precum flooded my taste buds. I was now tasting Master Karl, the essence of Karl. "I like cum and precum ," I said. Karl's smile was more reward than I could have expected. His grin became his face, and I felt his cock throb, leaving a spot of precum on my chin.
"You and I are going to get along very well," he said. "Now, my balls." I pulled his underwear past his balls, which looked small compared with his dick, but would have been huge on most guys. They had a light sprinkling of hair on them, and one hung lower than the other. He lifted his hard cock out of my face. "Suck them. Both at the same time. I want to see you struggle to get them in your mouth." I licked his balls, knowing that his cum - and my reward - was inside. I covered my teeth with my lips and gently put his first nut in my mouth, filling it almost completely. As I tried to get his second nut in my mouth, my teeth scraped against his ballsac. He winced and raised his hand as if to hit me, anger flaring in his eyes. "Treat them better, or you will pay, boy," he said, his voice laced with anger and warning. Finally, I was able to get his second ball in my mouth, my cheeks puffing out obscenely. I had to breathe through my nose. Master groaned, his eyes closed, and his hand dropped to his side, his pleasure was obvious. He dropped his hard cock and it slapped me in the forehead, leaving a trail of precum in my hair. I stared at my gorgeous master past his cock. "This is the way the world should be," he said. "My balls in a cocksucker's mouth and both of us with a hard on."
"Now I will tell you about the contract we are forming, you and I. This cock, or any cock" he said, lifting his dick up and letting it smack down on my face, "Is now your responsibility. Any time a man wants to cum, you will be there to make it happen. Any time I feel like sticking my cock in a hot mouth or ass, it will be yours that it will fill, unless I chose another convenient hole, or unless you don't deserve my cock at that time. I've already cum in your mouth once and I'll give you another taste after you learn to suck ass. His hand slowed and then stopped jacking on his beautiful cock. He walked away towards the bed and knelt on the edge of the bed, his ass towards me, and I got my first look at his ass in the flesh, unobstructed by clothing. It was perfectly symmetrical, the crack darkened by a light smattering of hair, his ass was porn star quality. Yes I wanted to bury my face in the crevice for about four days. He got on all fours and looked at me through his legs. His ass, balls, and dangling cock were all visible, a picture burned forever into my memory. "Come here, boy," he said, his voice deeper and more relaxed than before. I waddled over, still on my knees, wondering what the hell he had in store for me next.
"I want you to lick my crack now boy, isn't that what you want now. "Yes, Master." I moved in toward his ass and it smelled warm and good with heavy musty male body odors. He told me to run my tongue up and down his ass crack then started licking the hole and cleaned it good all around the outside. I concentrated on his crinkled rosebud and cleaned it good. It tasted like Master Karl's big body smelled, clean, strong, and male. I never experienced so many new experiences before. My mind was spinning. I felt sad that I finished so quickly. "Get back down there, slave, you're not through yet." Master growled. "Get that tongue back in that hole and clean it out good, slave-boy. You spread my ass with your hands and my asshole with that tongue. Get it up there as far as you can." I did as ordered. I spread his ass cheeks and sunk my tongue in his ass as deep as I could get it. Master began to moan and move his butt to fuck my tongue with his ass. I got some of the best flavors I'd tasted all day. I cleaned every bit of his hole and loved it. What was happening to me? Hours before I wouldn't have considered doing anything like that to anyone and here I was cleaning out this giant man's asshole. Eating like the first pig to the trough. I sucked Master's hole with pleasure slobbering up and down his crack. "You're a pretty good student, you were born to lap at an asshole. Tonight one of my buddies is coming over to help me. Were going to fuck you tonight, its another skill you'll need. We've actually got to hurry, your wife will be home in a few days"
I was still naked, but now I was not on my knees. I was leaning over one of the chairs we had upstairs, and Master had a finger in my ass. He could have just done it, but that was not his way. Master never did use his size, strength and my desires to force me to do anything. He thought that going slow made a better slave. Karl pulled his finger out and moved in behind me.
"Relax. Just relax and it will be fine. Just like when you first took a cock down your throat." My ass was now slippery with baby oil, as was his cock, but I was still tense. "Ok, very slow and easy," I heard him say. "Just one inch at a time, and if it hurts, say so." His cock moved to my opening and he began to rub it around, pressing against it. At first, I contracted, but as his pressure became harder, I relaxed and the head of his cock slipped inside. He stopped as the head entered, staying very still as I got used to it. It actually did not feel much different than having his finger in there.
"Now, that feels good!" I heard him say. "You ok boy?" I nodded and he withdrew, then he pushed back into me again, pressing forward a little further. He pulled back again and worked into me about two inches. I had been biting my lip, but the pain I was waiting for never appeared, I just felt full, and relaxed as he moved in and out before slipping out and stepping aside. "Did it hurt?" he asked. I was flattered at his concern. "Just go slow sir," I answered.
He took his time again working his cock in and out of my ass, pushing a little deeper each time until he had about four inches or so into me. He fucked me for a couple of minutes, very slowly before pulling his cock out. My ass closed around his cock as he pulled the big cockhead out. "When I go back in this time you'll be truly fucked, he chuckled. It's always best to get a slut like you used to accepting how a cock feels going into his ass. Most of our members are only into fucking pussy but everyone knows that once you've fucked a boy's ass you own him. Are you ready for more now boy?" "Yes Sir" I replied in a trembling voice.
Master worked a little more oil into me before pressing his cock against my ass and slipping inside. His head and the first few inches went in easily again, but then I felt a moment of discomfort as the thick part of his cock stretched me .I reached back to his hips and held him as I pulled away. He stopped and waited until I put my hand back down and told him to go ahead. Soon his belly was against my ass. His cock was buried inside me, as deep as it could go. God, I felt so full, but I liked the feeling, and as he began to pull back and then push forward, my ass moved to meet his thrusts. It did not take long before I felt his cock swell inside me and he pressed deep and I felt his warm cum flood my ass. I had cum while he fucked me, I believe just as he was cumming in my ass. His cock slipped out of my ass and I just sagged for a moment. Surprisingly, it did not hurt. I suppose because of the slow way it happened.
"Good," Karl said as he held his slimy cock and balls out for me. He stroked his cock lightly and told me to get on my knees in front of him. I moved the few steps toward him and sank to my knees, my face level with his cock. "I think you know what to do now, slut," he smiled and let go of his cock letting it bob in front of me with cum and ass juice dripping from that big cockhead. I opened my mouth and leaned forward, my hand going to grip his cock. "No hands, boy. Just your mouth again this time, and I want to be nice and clean." he told me. I put my hands back down and took the head of his cock into my mouth, pressing my lips behind the head as my tongue licked it, then slid my lips down his length, stopping every couple of inches as the combined tastes swirled in my mouth.
I would then pull back up and then suck more of him into my mouth, my tongue went underneath, licking it until I had it all in my mouth, the head in my throat, my tongue flicking against his sack. I pulled up his shaft as he told me to suck him off. My head bobbed back and forth on his cock my lips keeping pressure against it as I sucked his cock. It was not long before I felt his cock swell and he pushed it deeper into my mouth, cum beginning to drip from it. I opened wide and swallowed it, as he groaned and shot streams of cum down my throat again. When he was done, he held my head down on his cock for a minute and patted my head gently like a trainer might do with a skittish colt, "there boy, there, you did good."
"Someone will fuck you at least every couple of days, you are always to use your mouth cunt to clean your Master's cock when he's done. A good slave never leaves his man with a slimy cock. By the way how was the taste?"
"It was like nothing I've ever tasted before Sir. It excited me." "Good boy, good boy."
The next day was my last with Karl for my wife and best friend were to be back. "Now let's continue with your training. Bend over for me and hold onto my waist like a good boy." I did as he instructed.
"Now, I'm going to give you my cock for you to suck on. I want you to do your best to milk it but make sure you don't bite me or I'll be very angry. Do you understand?" "Yes sir," I answered and bent over.
I wrapped my arms around his waist. He took his rising penis in his hand and held it up to my lips. Looking down at its girth and length, I swallowed hard and opened my jaws to engulf it. I slid along its warm firmness until the round head hit my soft palate and I started to gag again. "Quiet boy. Go slow," Karl said, holding my head in his hands and pushing me back just a bit. "Just relax and breathe through your nose. Now, let's try it again." I heard a door open, was someone else there?
Grasping my ears, Karl took control, sliding in and holding me in place for several seconds before backing off and allowing me to recover. Then he pushed in again. Slowly, my gag reflex lessened and I was able to take his entire length down my throat. I was murmuring around the mass filling my mouth when once again. "Now you need to relax boy. This is hard. Relax your throat and wiggle your ass at the same time. Let yourself go," he said softly, stroking my face and fingering my ears.
I didn't understand what was happening; was he hypnotizing me? I just knew I wanted to please him and do as he said. Perhaps my survival instincts were taking over, knowing that if I didn't cooperate and learn what I was being taught, I would suffer tremendously. So I breathed very deeply and willed My esophagus to relax.
"Good boy," my Master said, obviously pleased. "That's exactly the correct response. Your purpose is to give pleasure to men, men who dominate you. There is, of course, a hierarchy in our group so you, as a new cocksucker will be required to give pleasure to your superiors. But your function is to pleasure better men. That's how you will earn your keep. As my Master, trainer was teaching me my purpose was to keep the a man's cock and balls warm and aroused as he wanted. Everything had to be done according to the wishes of the man that I was serving.
"I need to piss," he said. "You know what to do." I did know and I did it. I pulled back slightly on his half hard cock and opened my throat as the warm stream started. I swallowed large gulps as rapidly as I could so as not to get behind. It was essential when doing urinal duty, to keep up because I knew a slave didn't want to have the piss leaking out of his mouth and wetting the Master's trousers. With Karl's training I was becoming pretty proficient at urinal duty, my secret being to learn to enjoy the flavor and temperature and to focus on the flesh in my mouth rather than on my stomach. That way I could continue swallowing as long as the stream continued. I'd learned that a bladder can't possibly hold more than a stomach so I just needed to overcome the illusion that my stomach would fill up while my man peed in my mouth. I'd also learned that I should start swallowing as soon as I felt the piss entering the urethra so that the action has already commenced by the time the urine reaches the unit's mouth. "Good boy" Karl said as he stroked my head.
"Now I want to work on your gag reflex. You must be trained to take a cock down your throat without gagging. Most of our club members don't appreciate having a cocksucker gag and choke around their cocks --too messy. So I want you to concentrate on relaxing the muscles of your throat. Inhale deeply and swallow as you go down on my dick. That will help to open your throat and enable you to take it without gagging."
As I've said My training Master did have a long, thick cock. It was probably nine inches long when fully erect and an inch and a half in diameter. I tried to follow his instructions and swallow him. But the thought of taking all of him down my throat distracted me and as the head of his cock hit my soft palate, I gagged again and pulled back.
"Easy boy. Now concentrate. Do as I tell you. Take a Deep breath and swallow as you take it," he instructed patiently. "Say `ah' as you go down, just like you do for the doctor." I breathed, opened my throat and swallowed as I slid down his cock. I said "ah" has he'd instructed and found that, not only did that lift my palate but it also sent vibrations through the flesh filling my mouth and throat, making Master groan. I felt the head slide past my soft palate and I felt a sense of triumph; I'd succeeded in doing as he'd ordered. "Oh, yes. That's it," he said, now sitting back in his chair and placing his hands on my head.
It was the first time and I was pleased and proud that I was satisfying him. The room was filled with the sounds of my guttural vocalizations, slurps and his moans. I don't know what came over me but I was going after him with a gusto I'd never felt before. It was so wonderful to have him filling my throat. The feel of his hard dick, filling my mouth with heat, pressing my tongue down and my palate up was incredibly exciting and I only wanted more.
I felt tears and my own drool mixed with Karl's precum dripping down my face. I had barely caught my breath before his cock smashed into my throat again. He fucked my face at an amazing pace. His big balls would slap against my face as he went as deep as he could, then pull it all the way out. Again and again, over and over he brutalized my throat. I lost track of time. Very suddenly he pulled all the way out and took a small step back, a string of precum connected my lips to his cock. Taking his cock in his hand he jacked himself off, pointing it right at my face. I opened my mouth as wide as I could as I watched his cock throb in his hand. The first spurt of cum struck my chin and made a gooey line down my cheek, across my nose and closed eye, all the way to my forehead and into my hair. The next one went right between my lips, forming a puddle on the roof of my mouth. He staggered forward and stuck his cock back in my mouth. There were several more shots of cum, my mouth filled quickly, I couldn't swallow quickly enough and it leaked out and ran down my face. Master withdrew his cock from my mouth and stumbled back into the chair, almost falling into it. With his cock softening up he said, "You are going to make one hell of a slut for your owners boy." They'll be home in the morning."