1. Tawnya's Training, Chapter 2


    Date: 12/2/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: MasterJonathan, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    along by them. He took me over to the far wall where there was some room and stood me with my back to it. "Have you been practicing your deepthroating skills?" he asked me, still holding my nipples high and making me dance on my tiptoes to relieve some of the pressure. "Yes, Master!" I cried as my nipples felt like they were being torn off. He released my nipples and my tits fell, adding a sharp pain to my already sore nipples. "Good, because we are about to see how you are coming along with your training," he said, slapping each tit getting the blood back into my nipples. "Kneel with your back to the wall." I did as he commanded and then he grabbed a handful of my long blonde hair holding my head still and pressed against the wall. With his free hand he unzipped his pants and fished out his huge, thick cock. It was every bit as impressive as I remembered it being and it was already hard and erect. I licked my lips in anticipation of having my face stuffed with his sausage. He pushed his hips closer to me and began slapping my face with his cock. Master Michael knew that being treated like a filthy whore turned me on and he was really giving me the whole program. I was loving every bit of it too! My cunt had been damp pretty much since I woke up this morning - it was moist with excitement as I prepared to see him. Then when I was standing at his door waiting for him to answer, I could feel myself getting wetter. But since his first kiss and especially with his treatment of ...
    me since, my cunt was drooling now. I loved being his whore, being treated like a common, cocksucking whore by him. The rougher and nastier he treated me, the more I liked it. I liked being slapped, being pinched, and all the rough stuff. I knew it wasn't abuse - I knew that Master Michael treated me this way because it is what I wanted, what I needed. If I was a softer more delicate submissive, he would be different with me. But I had explained my need to be the whore, to be the slut, and he understood my need completely. He would give me all I need and push me for more. I knelt there, panting and moaning my need for him. He slapped my face with his cock, teasing me with by holding it just out of my reach, making me beg for it. I was whimpering, crying, and begging him to shove that monster down my throat. Master teased me with his cock until I was about to bust open. He knew that the buildup would only make what came after all the more intense. Finally he took his hard thick meatpole in his hand. "Show me what you have been practicing, whore," he said. Smiling, I began gently. I casually licked the tip of that delicious cock. Cupping his heavy, cum-filled balls with my left hand, I licked along the length of the shaft and flicked the tip of my tongue over the swollen head. Licked and flicked with my tongue over and over as I watched the monster grow even larger. I watched that enormous cock twitch to life and the harder and stiffer it got, the more excited I got. My cunt was ...
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