1. Like Pieces of a Jigsaw Puzzle--Part 2


    Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Domination/submission, Oral Sex, Romance, Slavery, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 90.3, Source: sexstories.com

    too.” CHAPTER 5 He pulled a set of sheets, a pillow, and a blanket from the closet and made up a bed on the carpet. I kissed him good-night and climbed into my comfortable bed. I was feeling quite satisfied, but I still had a million questions, most dealing with how to proceed with Henry’s training. Should I ease into it so as not to scare him away or should I charge full steam ahead? I thought about it for almost an hour before thinking—“in for a penny, in for a pound.” It would be full steam ahead and damn the torpedoes—the faster the better. I knew that Henry did not have a cell phone so how did he phone his mother? I’d have to address that tomorrow as well as religion. I was an Italian Catholic, but Henry and I had never talked about church. I went every week, but what did he do? One more subject to discuss, I thought. Finally, I realized just how tired I was and I fell into a deep sleep. As usual, I was awake at 6:30. Henry was sound asleep, but not for long. “C’mon, Henry—I have to go and you’re taking it from me.” He looked up confused until he suddenly seemed to realize where he was and why. He jumped up and ran into the bathroom. I followed at a leisurely pace to find him seated in the shower. I chuckled as I walked up to him and leaned down to kiss him. “I think we should always begin the day with a kiss—first my tongue in your mouth then my piss. I’ll want to know how you’re handling it before we start the shower.” A second later my acidic yellow fluid was ...
    trickling into his mouth. It seemed to me that he had swallowed about three-quarters. I pulled him up once I was done. “How are you doing with it?” “Truthfully, it tastes awful, but I think I may have that licked. If I push my tongue into you I’ll just have to deal with the temperature of it. You know I never drink coffee or any other hot beverages. I know it’s a test of my obedience and I don’t want to disappoint you.” “I’m not disappointed, Henry. I know it will be a challenge, especially at first. I’ll probably make even more mistakes than you, but I won’t get paddled for my mistakes where you won’t be quite so lucky.” I handed him the soap and stood as he washed me. This was a true luxury in my opinion and it was only going to get better. I asked him about communicating with his mother and about his religion. I was pleased with one answer, but not with the other. Henry told me that he was brought up Catholic which was good as I’d expect him to attend with me, but he also told me that he never phoned his mother—she’d told him not to. I found that odd. Henry only had casual clothes so that’s what I dressed him in for church and I dressed similarly, or rather Henry dressed me once I had selected the clothes. I especially enjoyed having Henry roll stockings up my legs—almost as much as he did. Too bad his cock was encased in steel. I was sure it would have been as hard as New Hampshire granite had it been free. We made the 8:00 Mass and I had Henry take communion with me. I knew of ...
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