1. Husbands Humiliation


    Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    had become a horrible form of humiliation which saw me on my knees of my own volition, filling my mouth with my tormentor's semen! What could be worse than that? Only one thing. Master Howard woke up as I began my mad dash to the restroom! &#034Hold it sweetie.&#034 I froze, my mouth still full of half swallowed semen. &#034Turn around.&#034 I did as ordered. Master Howard smiled at me. My eyes instinctively fell to his penis, which was slowly growing again. &#034I had this great dream I want to tell you about. Apparently, some beautiful woman sucked on my cock. Imagine my surprise to wake up and find my penis wet with saliva, a bit of cum dripping out of it, and your little sissy body running away from me as fast as your gay feet would take you.&#034 I remained motionless, aware that he could do anything he wanted to me and I had no recourse. His response shocked me. He laughed. &#034You do a better job of it than Stephie, that's for sure.&#034 I smiled more out of confusion than approval. A drop or two of semen slipped out from between my lips. I didn't know what to say. I hoped he wasn't going to ask me to repeat my performance. The taste of the semen was still burning a hole in my mouth and my mind. I NEEDED to get some mouth wash. I couldn't leave this in my mouth for much longer! &#034You got a little bit on your lips.&#034 Master Howard moved closer as he wiped at my mouth with his finger. &#034Go ahead, lick it off.&#034 He held his finger in my face. I did as I was ...
    told. &#034Uh, uh! A little slower and sexier. Pretend it's my penis which you like so much.&#034 I wanted to cry, but thought better of it. Slowly, I ran my tongue around his finger in tight spirals, as if I were teasing it. Finally he said enough. &#034Good girl. Now go rinse out your mouth before Stephie gets home.&#034 I turned and started down the hallway. He pinched my rear as I turned. &#034Make sure to shake your tush. You'll have to do that perfectly to handle the little task I'm going to assign you.&#034 That sounded like a threat. I didn't care though, I was thinking about mouthwash. That night I dreamed about giving him a hundred blow jobs. Oh boy. Every day I seemed to fall in deeper. Day by day my muscles shrank. I became weaker and weaker until I couldn't even lift 50 pounds anymore. I began weighing myself religiously. I went from a slightly overweight 175 pounds to a very underweight 145 pounds. Mistress still insisted that I hadn't lost a pound! For some reason she kept lying to me about this. I still don't know why. All I can figure is that she saw all this flab on my body and she figured I needed an incentive to lose it. I decided not to let on that I knew she was lying. That flab I mentioned showed up most prominently in my breasts, which kept growing and growing. By now they were huge! How huge? Think of them as g****fruits instead of the oranges they were when Todd first got his hand on one. And compare that to the g****s they were when I first noticed ...
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