Mistress Z

Chapter 1

For years I had dreamed of visiting a real Mistress. At first, I would read stories about being dominated. When I began surfing the Internet my fantasy grew more. I could now read stories and see pictures and movies of dominant women taking control of men like me. This satisfied me for a while, but the urge to actually experience domination at the hands of a beautiful woman still haunted me. I tried phone sex with dominant women. This was even more fun and helped me decide what I wanted in a dominant. I loved the verbal humiliation, but I still yearned to feel it. I wanted to touch and smell my very own Mistress.

I finally decided I was going to do it. I spent hours reading all of the web sites of Doms located in my state. I even emailed and called a few to get used to the idea of making contact. I wanted to come across as good as I could when I made my final choice. I keep a file of scenarios on my computer. I listed in order of preference all of the things I thought I would like. I used this as a way to narrow down my choices, plus it served as an excellent tool when I finally make contact. I will never forget that day; how I nervously dialed the number and waited for her to answer.

“Hello!”

I had rehearsed what I was going to say. Hello, my name is Billy. Is this Mistress Z?

“Yes it is. What can I do for you?”

Mistress, I was wondering if I could make arrangements to have a session with you. I am very submissive and believe I can serve you the way you like to be served.

“How do you know that?”

I have read your website thoroughly and I believe I can do all of the things you have mentioned. (I swallowed hard, because I was so nervous. But I was determined to say what I thought she would like to hear.) And I think there are many other things you could do to me Mistress that would please you. (I waited for her to answer.)

“Tell me what it is that you will do, or I will do that will result in my pleasure.”

I will submit fully to you and I will obey all of your commands if possible. You may use me to worship your body. I would be most honored to consume your golden nectar. I would consider myself lucky to worship your soiled panties. My body would be yours to use and abuse. I believe I can withstand much pain to please you. I would also be honored to have you use my slave pussy as you see fit. I will also serve others that you wish me to serve. (I had fantasies of serving other slaves, male and female, at the instruction of my Mistress.)

“That’s enough for now. You must send a deposit to me before we can talk further. Send it with your email address to the PO Box on my web site. When I get it, I will email you and tell you where to come to. You will also complete my application thoroughly in your own handwriting and include it with your tribute. Do not try to contact me any more until this is done.”

She hung up. My God! I did it. I immediately got busy completing the application. I went to the post office that day and mailed it special delivery so it would get to her quickly. Then I anxiously awaited her reply. Within a couple of days I was checking my email every hour. I was so anxious. Finally it came on Tuesday.

My heart raced as I opened it. “I have received you deposit and your application. You will be happy to know that they are acceptable to me and you may meet with me at one of the following times.” I scanned it quickly and to my astonishment, Friday night was open. (I could feel a rush come over me, and my balls tingled with delight.) “Email me with the time you have chosen. Then I will give you further instruction.”

I immediately returned the email and thanked Mistress Z. I told her that I wanted to request Friday night.

I began checking my email every half hour. That evening she responded. “You will meet me at the Stop-n-shop on Fairfield at exactly 4:45 PM. I will be in a red jeep Cherokee. You will come to the passenger side and greet me with a sign that reads. “I am your slut Mistress Z. Please let me in.’ If it is not large enough for me to read, then I will drive off. If you are fortunate, and I let you in, you will quickly sit down and put your head between your legs and await further instruction. You will have on a pair of pink panties from Victoria Secret. You are not to masturbate from this moment on. I will know if you have. If you fail to do follow my instructions in any way, you will regret it.” Signed Mistress Z. I was totally elated. It was going to happen. That’s all I could think of for the next few days. On Wednesday I went to the mall where Victoria Secret had a store. I purposely went early, hoping not to run in to anyone I knew. It was very embarrassing and I was so nervous. I had make up a script so as not to reveal why I was buying them.

“Hello, my name is Carla. May I help you.”

This girl was so beautiful. Yes ma’am. A…a I was wanting to buy a gift for my wife.

“What would like to get her?”

I want to a…get her a pair of pink a…a…panties. (I was so nervous, and my face was burning with shame.)

“This way please.”

She looked at me real funny and smiled as she turned to walk away. I could not help but notice how sexy she was. She went right to the panty counter and pulled out several pairs of frilly pink panties.

“Did you say these are for you wife?”

Yes ma’am.

“Oh, I could not remember, and I noticed you are not wearing a wedding band.”

(My face burned hotter as I realized that she may suspect something.) Yes ma’am. Uh…we are… we are getting married.

“Oh, I see. (She smiled again and held a pair up to my waist. Now I was really embarrassed.) How about these?”

(She looked into my eyes and I could not help but look away.) Yes ma’am. Yes ma’am. Those will do fine.

(Then when I thought my embarrassment could not get worse.) “Would you like to try them on first?” (She looked into my eyes again and gave me the sexiest smile I had ever seen. I did not know how to answer. I don’t think I had ever been so embarrassed.) “I was only kidding. (She turned and walked towards the counter as I followed her like a puppy. She did not say much more other than to look at wink and me as she handed me the bag.) “Thank you sir. And please come…again.”

My face was still burning as I got into the car. But I could not wait to get home and try on the panties. I wore them to bed that night thinking about serving Mistress Z.

The next and one half days were a mixture of pleasure and misery. I was so excited about finally seeing a real Mistress. But I was also in misery not being able to relieve my tension. How could she know if I masturbated? What if I would have a wet dream? I had read that professional Mistress could tell if their subs have masturbated. I could not understand it, but I was afraid to take a chance. I wanted our first meeting to be perfect.

Finally the day came. I was nervous all day, especially as the afternoon began to wear away. I got ready early and put my pink panties on. I left the house at 4:00, giving me plenty of time in case of traffic or anything else. I go there at 4:30 and parked near the side. I had made a sing with a piece of white cardboard. It was about 18 inches square. I was sure she could read it. As the minutes clicked by, I keep looking for the red Jeep. At 4:45 I really became nervous. What is she stands me up? What if this is a hoax? Surely it is not. When the clock on my radio said 4:50, I got myself ready to get out. I just knew she would come. I looked up the street and there it was, at the light. A red jeep. As it pulled through the light, the right signal came on. I was turning into the lot. My heart raced with tension. She pulled in the middle space and stopped. I got out of my car with the sign held to my chest. I went around to the passenger side and stood. I could make out the figure of a woman through the darkened glass. It had to be her. I turned the sign around and held it to the glass. My heart was beating so hard I could hear it. Then I heard the door latch click. I reached for the door and slowly pulled the handle. It opened.

“Get in her. Hurry up!” (I quickly got in, put the sign in the floor board and put my head between my legs as I closed the door. She immediately put it in reverse and began backing out. She pulled into traffic and began driving.) “You will stay like that until we get into my garage. That should take about 10 minutes. While we are doing that, I will give you instructions. Listen carefully and follow them perfectly.

When we get to my garage, you will get out of the car, remove all of your clothing except for your panties, and present yourself to the door to my house when you are done. You will knock lightly three times, and get to your knees. When I open the door you will crawl inside, and await further instruction. Do not mind if there are others present. You will follow my instructions and do exactly what I say. If you do not think you are ready for this, tell me now, so we can take you back to your car. Is that clear. “

Yes Mistress Z.

“Are you sure? This is your last chance.”

Yes Mistress. ( I was now at the point of no return.)

A few moments later, I could feel the car slowing down and take a turn. She stopped as the garage door opened. Then she pulled in.

“Give me the rest of your tribute Billy. When you hear my door shut, count to 25 slowly. Then get out and do what I told you to do.”

I reached in my pocket and pulled out the envelope. Mistress Z got out and shut the door. I began counting. When I reached 25, I quickly got out and began removing my clothes. As I moved towards the door, I thought my heart would beat out of my chest. I took a few deep breaths and knocked lightly on the door. Then I got to my knees and waited. It was probably only a few moments, but it seemed like forever. Then the door slowly opened.

“Come in Billy. Crawl over here to my voice. Keep your head down. You do not have permission to look about.”

I slowly crawled in the direction of the voice. Until I could see a pair of feet, female feet. I instinctively raised my head a little to get a wider view. There was another pair of feet. They were not those of a female. My heart raced again. I swallowed and tried to wet my lips. My God! What had I gotten myself into?

“Kiss my feet Billy. Kiss them. (I moved forward and began to kiss Mistress Z’s soft feet. My nose immediately detected her pungent but sexy odor. ) That’s a good boy. In a moment I will let you raise your head and behold your Mistress. You are new Billy, and you are subordinate to everyone here. You may stop now and look up.”

I slowly raised my head to see Mistress Z standing over me. She was every bit as beautiful as her pictures. Standing beside of her must have been one of her male slaves. He was naked except for a collar and wrist cuffs. He looked down, but he did not look at me. I quickly turned my eyes to Mistress Z.

“You have come this far Billy, and that is the hardest part. However, don’t expect everything to be as in your fantasies. I want you to crawl over to the couch and stand on your knees with your head and eyes down.” The couch was only a few feet away. Mistress Z followed me and sat down in front of me. Her slave boy followed, but he stood near the end of the couch. “The first thing we are going to do is give you instructions on how you are going to act while you are here:

1. You will follow all of my instructions without hesitation.

2. I do not want to hear any grumbling from you. You read my web site and hopefully did not lie on your application, so you should be prepared for the worst.

3. You will address me as Mistress, ma’am, or Mistress Z.

4. You will not speak unless I give you permission.

5. You will keep your eyes where I tell you. You needn’t go looking around.

6. You will treat Carl as a superior, even though he is my personal slave.

Is that clear?” Yes ma’am. “Good. Now I want you to stand and pull your panties to your knees so that I can inspect you.” I quickly rose to my feet and pulled my panties down as she had instructed. I could feel my face begin to burn as I exposed myself for the first time. It was even more humiliating to do so in front of her slave. “Oh my, what a little cock you have.” I was afraid she would say that. I knew that I was not as big as most men. I was always a little self conscious about it. “Oh well, it will do. I have seen smaller ones.” Then she did it. She reached her hand out and began examining my penis. I had never felt it like this before. She twisted it and turned it and examined my pee slit. Then she took one hand and cupped my balls. Oh God! It felt so good. I could feel myself getting erect. Mistress Z did not say anything about my growing erection. She just kept on examining my cock and balls. She suddenly pushed my panties down to my feet. “Step out of them.” I did as she asked. “Spread you legs.” I spread my legs and Mistress Z felt between them and used her finger to spread my but cheeks. Oh my God! She even put her finger to my ass hole. “Turn around.” I slowly turned. “Bend over and spread your ass checks.” This took me to a new level of embarrassment. My face was on fire. Yet I was still hard. She used her finger again to play with my ass hole. She pushed on it several times. “Ok turn back around.” As I turned she grabbed my penis again and held it up while she examined my balls again. Now my penis was really getting hard.

“Did I tell you to get an erection?” Her question startled me. A… no ma’am. “Then why did you get one?” I don’t…I don’t know ma’am. I…a it… a it felt so good when you were… a touching me Mistress. She was still holding my penis in her left hand. Then without any warning Mistress Z used her right hand to smack my balls. I lunged forward. Oh, I am sorry Mistress! Then she smacked them again. This time harder. I could barely keep standing. I am sorry Mistress! Please have mercy. “You are here 5 minutes and all ready you are taking liberties with me. You will do well to control yourself better Billy. Now put your panties back on and get back to your knees.”

My balls were aching as I bent down and got my panties over my feet and pulled them back up. “That’s better. I see that nasty little cock of yours has shrunk back to the little wiener that it was earlier.” Mistress leaned back into the couch and let her legs drift apart. That’s when I first noticed how short her dress was. It was leather, low cut at the top, and now that she was sitting down, only inches below her crotch. “Carl, get down on your knees beside of Billy. I want you to do something for me.” Carl immediately followed her order and took his place at my side. Together we were both directly in front of her. Mistress Z looked down at her dress and pulled it up a little further; exposing what appeared to be leather panties. “Carl I want you to take my panties off. I have had them on most of the day. I am sure they are soiled by now. Leather soaks up everything it touches. You know what I mean, Billy?” A…a yes ma’am. Carl leaned forward and put his hands under Mistress Z’s dress as she rose up on her hands. He slowly pulled her panties towards her knees and then down to her long pumps. “That’s good enough Carl. Billy will get them from there. Billy, bend forward and pull them off of my feet.” I leaned foreword and down to accomplish the task. However it forced my head dangerously, or shall I say wonderfully close to her nearly exposed crotch. I could not help but try to take a peak. That’s when she grabbed my hair. “Are you trying to take more liberties Billy?”

No ma’am. Na ma’am. I am just trying to do as you ask. I froze as she continued to hold my head in place. “I don’t believe you Billy. I think you are planning to get a smell of my pussy. Are you not?” No ma’am. “Don’t lie Billy. I don’t like it when my slaves lie. You want to smell my pussy. Don’t you Billy? No ma’am. I mean yes ma’am I do. I mean I… I would like to… but I was not trying to do so without…without your permission ma’am. She let go of my head. “I will let you go this time, but don’t take liberties Billy. Now get my panties.” I reached down and picked up her panties. They were really leather. God they were so sexy. I rose up and Mistress Z looked at me with a funny grin.

“Well Billy. You said you would like to smell my pussy. Didn’t you.” Yes ma’am. Well my pussy has been rubbing against the crotch of those panties all day. I have been in traffic, sitting at my desk, walking through the stores. I have sweated and dripped piss and cum in them all day. That leather really soaks that stuff up.” She paused for a moment and starred at me. I knew what she had in mind and I could feel my balls twitch with anticipation. “Do you know how I clean those panties Billy?” A…no ma’am. “I don’t, Carl usually does. Do you know how he cleans them?” No ma’am. “He licks them clean Billy. He licks all of my discharge out. The he washes them in warm water and mild soap. It helps, but it never really gets my scent out. But I am going to give you the privilege of cleaning them Billy. Now slowly open them up, and bring the crotch piece to you mouth Billy. Do it now.”

Without hesitation I opened them up and began raising them to my face. She was right. There was a wet spot in the middle of the crotch piece and the leather was stained from use. I could smell the leather as it got closer, but I could also smell that unmistakable odor of pussy. The closer it got to my face the stronger it was. I was becoming very excited. She had warned me about getting an erection, but I could not help feeling my penis begin to grow. “Taste it Billy, taste my pussy.” Her graphic talk was making me even more excited. I brought the crotch piece up to my nose and drank in her intoxicating odor. It filled my nostrils and excited me more than ever. The musky odor of her pussy, the faint smell of urine, and what must have been her creamy cum. I instinctively stuck out my tongue and tasted her secretions. God! I was in heaven. I lost all sense of my surroundings for a few seconds. If this were so great, what would it be like to actually serve her? I licked and sucked the leather until most of her flavor was gone.

“That’s enough Billy. Now put them down on the floor for now. I will show you how I like them washed later.” Mistress Z then moved forward on the couch and spread her legs. My eyes were glued to her crotch. For the first time, I could see it. She was extremely hairy, but I could see her large lips protruding from the thick patch. “Carl, I want you to service me. You know what to do. Show Billy how it is done.” She was going to let me watch. I could feel my penis stirring again. Carl moved slowly towards Mistress Z and began kissing her feet. “Thank you Mistress for allowing me to serve you.” He slowly worked his way up her legs, to her knees and finally moved his head between her legs. He paused for a moment, inhaled deeply, then moved his face into her hair bush. That’s when I noticed between his legs, that he was rock hard. His penis had grown much larger than what it was when it was soft.

“That’s right Carl. Lick my pussy. Pay special attention to my clit. Use your fingers to spread my lips. Oh yes! That’s it. Now suck my clit. Tease it with your tongue. Oh yes! Yes! Oh that is what I have needed all day.” This went on for what must have been 10 or 15 minutes. Mistress Z closed her eyes and moaned as Carl lapped at her pussy. I could hear her juices slurping with Carl’s skilled tongue. “Oh God, I am going to cum! Oh yes, I am going to cum. Stick your tongue all the way in Carl. Oh God! Oh! Oh! Oooooooohhhhhhhhh.” Mistress Z suddenly went limp and remained motionless for a minute or two. By this time my penis was standing straight up. I could not help it. I also noticed that Carl was still rock hard. He slowed down his manipulations and very gently began kissing his way back down Mistress Z’s thighs and legs. Then he backed off and took his place beside of me as before. “Thank you Mistress for allowing me to serve you.”

Mistress Z finally opened her eyes and looked at Carl with a smile. “That was good Carl. One of your better jobs.” That’s when I noticed Carl’s cock, still hard and jutting up in front of him, pre-cum oozing out of his slit and dripping down his shaft. “Billy, I hope you learned something. I may let you try it before the day is up, if you please me and do everything I tell you to do. Would you like to do that Billy?” Yes ma’am. Yes Mistress, I would love to. I was suddenly so thrilled to think that she would let me do that. “Only if you are good Billy, and follow my instructions. Can you do that Billy?” Yes ma’am.

Mistress Z pulled her dress down in place and sat up on the couch. She leaned forward to get a good look at Carl’s cock. “Oh my Carl, you have quiet an erection. And look at all that pre-cum. How long has it been Carl, since I allowed you to cum.” His pre-cum was now leaking onto his balls and his cock was actually twitching. “Its been 8 days Mistress.” No wonder he was dripping. I had never gone more than two. “Well Carl, I think it is time. You have been good lately, and you did a good job just now. Why don’t you stand up and face Billy, so he can watch you cum.” Oh my God, she was going to make him masturbate in front of me. Carl turned towards me but I did not move. “Carl, put your hands behind you back. I have a special treat for you. You are going to get a blow job.” Oh my. She is going to give him a…. “Billy, turn around so you can perform for me.”

The reality of what she just said startled me. It was not Mistress that was going to do this; it was I that was going to do it. I could feel my face begin to burn. I had fantasized about such things, but I never really thought it would happen. I wanted to say no. Mistress may I…. “May I what Billy? Mistress do I have to… “Billy, you have to do everything I tell you to do without hesitation. That is the rule.” Her voice was getting louder. “Now no more insolence on your part or you will go out the door! Yes ma’am. I understand Mistress. I will obey. The thought of being thrown out now was even worse than having to perform the task that was ahead of me. I turned towards Carl and swallowed hard. I kept thinking to myself. I have to do this. I have to do this.

“Move closer Billy. Put your tongue on his cock head and taste his pre-cum.” My heart was pounding as I moved closer. My mouth was only an inch or two from his pulsating cock. “That’s it Billy. Stick your tongue out and taste it.” I took a deep breath and thought to myself again. I have to do this. I have to do this. I pushed out my tongue and licked up the under side of Carl’s cock, and brought the clear fluid into my mouth. I had tasted my own many times, and actually liked it. To my surprise, it did not have very much taste to it. “Billy, now move down to his balls and get that drop before it falls to the floor.” Mistress Z pointed her finger down to Carl’s balls where his pre-cum was about to drip. I turned my head a little and pushed my tongue out to touch his shaved balls. This time there was enough to awaken my taste buds. I instinctively slid my tongue across his hairless ball sack and up the length of his shaft. I consumed more fluid this time and I was afraid that I would gag. Perhaps it was the nature of its contents, not the taste that so repelling. I had never been so embarrassed in all of my life. Here I was on my knees about to suck a man’s cock. I felt totally humiliated. Yet, at the same time, I felt a sense of purpose knowing that I was going to perform this most humiliating and submissive act to please Mistress Z.

“Put your mouth on the head Billy. Open your lips and let it slide in Billy. Show me how much of a cock slut you are. I want you to do it for me Billy. Do it!” I could not take my eyes off it, or maybe I didn’t want to. Perhaps I was trying to concentrate on his cock, and forget the body around it. Whatever was going through my mind, it was all I could think of. I opened my lips, put them over his pulsating cock head, and drew it slowly into my mouth. I sucked it gently as it moved forward. I was now truly a cocksucker.

“That’s it Billy.” Mistress Z whispered into my ear. “Suck his cock. Suck that huge cock into your mouth and taste it. Use your tongue Billy.” I began doing just as Mistress told me to do. She guided my every movement. Her gentle but forceful nature seemed to make it OK. My mouth was totally engulfed in his taste. “Use your hands now Billy. Cup his balls with your left hand and jack him off with your right.” God, I felt so humiliated, embarrassed, so low, so controlled by Mistress Z. I felt as if I had no control over my body other than to do as she instructed.

I could feel his heavy balls. They were so full and swollen. His cock was so long and thick. He was beginning to moan. I was afraid to look up at him. I wanted to forget that he was there, that this was a dream and it would all be over soon. AT the same time, I liked the feeling of submission and pleasing Mistress Z.

“Take your mouth off of his cock and suck his balls Billy.” It was actually a relief to take my mouth from his cock, but I was not looking forward to my next task. I noticed a heavy musty scent as I lowered my head to balls. “Kiss them first Billy. Let him know how much you are enjoying this.” I hesitated at first and looked up as Mistress Z. “Do it Billy! Do it!” Her loud voice brought me back to reality. I could not refuse her. I began kissing his balls one at a time. His sharp manly odor was becoming more noticeable, as well as his increasing state of arousal. Carl was moaning louder and he was beginning to tremble.

“Don’t you dare cum Carl. You will not cum until I am ready.” I continued to kiss his heavy ball sack as he struggled to regain his composure. “Ok suck them now. Suck them into your mouth you dirty little cocksucker.” I tried to open my mouth wide enough to get them in but it was difficult. “Use your hand Billy. Use your hand to push them in, one at a time.” Mistress began to chuckle. I used my fingers behind his ball sack to push them into mouth. I could only imagine how I looked there on my knees with his balls filling my mouth and my nose jammed up against the base of his pulsating cock. “Now suck on them. Suck them!” I began sucking and wallowing them around in my mouth as best I could. I used my tongue to push them forward and up against the roof of my mouth. “Use your hand again to masturbate him.”

Oh God, I could feel my face burning with shame. I don’t know how I could do all of this. This was not real. I looked up to see his swollen cock meat as I manipulated his foreskin up and down. “Don’t you dare cum yet Carl.” He was moaning loudly again. I kept sucking his balls and jacking his cock. It seemed to go on forever. Mistress kept scolding Carl for trying to cum. She would call me names like cocksucker, cum eater, faggot, and others. Finally she stopped. “That’s enough Billy.” I took my slimmy pre-cum coated hand from his cock and opened my mouth to release his balls.

“Lick your way back up Billy. You are far from through. Lick his balls, then his cock. Lick all that pre-cum off.” I once again followed her orders to the T. “Now start sucking his cock again Billy. I want you to suck him off this time. Suck him until he erupts into your mouth.” I opened my lips again and took him into my mouth. His pre-cum was beginning to taste bitterer, saltier. I was sure he was starting to cum. Strangely I was becoming used to the taste and it did not bother me as it had to begin with.

“Suck it Billy. Suck his cock. Suck it until you suck all of his scummy dirty cum from his balls. You like that don’t you Billy? You can’t wait until he shoots all his cum into your mouth can you? Answer me Billy!” I took my mouth away quickly to say what she wanted to hear. Yes ma’am. Yes Mistress Z. I can’t wait. “That’s because you are a little queer cocksucker, and you like it. You like sucking cum.” Mistress taunted me for several more minutes. She was enjoying the humiliation, as well as the effect it was having on Carl. It was becoming harder for him to hold back.

“Are you ready Carl? Are you ready to cum?” He quickly replied in the affirmative. “Are you ready to shoot your cum and empty your balls? OK, in just a moment Carl I will let you cum.” Mistress leaned to my ear. “Now Billy, I want you to keep sucking, and when Carl cums, you are to swallow it all. Don’t waste any of it. Now get ready.” As humiliated as I felt, I knew it would get worse. Little did I know how much cum I was about to receive. I knew that men varied in the amount of semen they secreted, but I never dreamed that Carl was so well endowed in both size and capacity.

Mistress sat back on the couch and folded her arms. “Ok Carl, you can cum anytime.” That was all she said. Suddenly Carl began to shake and moan. He was almost trembling. Finally he moved towards me and tightened up. He lunged his hips forward a little and then it happened. I felt his cock spasm and he immediately ejaculated into my mouth. It hit the back of mouth and began going down my throat. It was all I could do to keep form choking. At the same time the taste of his seed permeated my mouth. It was a sharp, creamy like taste. Nothing like I had ever experienced. It was a little like my own, yet excitingly different. This all took place in a few seconds.

Then almost immediately he contracted his muscles and a second shot hit my mouth. This time it felt as if my jaws were puffing out. There was barely enough room. I instinctively swallowed, but I could not get it all down. Between trying to breathe and tolerate the taste, I could not get it all down. Then to my utter amazement, he did it again. A third ejaculation, just as hard as the second. I could feel his cum seeping from lips and down my chin and cheeks. “Don’t you dare waist that. Use you hands to catch it.” I became a little frantic, but I managed to use my fingers to stop it from dripping. The whole time Carl was moaning with joy and relief. Every time he contracted his balls he shot a little more cum into my mouth. Each time it was a less, but still adding to the amount in my mouth. I was trying to swallow as much as I could.

Finally his orgasm was subsiding. The taste of his come was was sharp in my mouth. While it seemed not to be so bad at first, the sheer volume of it was overwhelming. I tried to salivate and dilute the flavor, but it was of very little use. “Use you finger to get it off you chin Billy. Don’t let it drip.” I almost gagged as she said it. I put my hand to my lips and struggled to swallow again. Finally it went down. “I said lick it all off Billy! Don’t you dare disappoint me. Eat it all!” I regained control and used my fingers to get the sticky cum from by chin first. Then I did the same to my cheeks. I swallowed again, closing my eyes, and hoping that it would go down without any trouble.

“You are not finished yet Billy. Look Billy.” She pointed at Carl’s cock as it slowly began to fall from its erect position. To my surprise, a large bead of cum was hanging form his slit. I knew what she wanted me to do. I turned again and moved toward Carl. “Put your hand around his cock Billy and use your tongue to get that gooey cum.” I did as she instructed and caught the string of cum just before it would have dripped to the floor. God, I felt so humiliated. I drew it into my mouth and drank it down. By now I had gotten used to it. “Billy, you still have some work to do. Squeeze the base of his cock and slowly pull your hand forward. You know what I mean. Put your lips around if first. Then draw the rest of his cum out. You know you like it. Don’t you Billy?” Yes ma’am.

At least it was over now. I put my mouth on Carl’s cock and squeezed the remaining gobs of cum from his enormous cock. Strangely enough the last of his load was creamy and much smoother. I pulled it into my mouth and swallowed it. I was now a cocksucker and I had given my first blowjob. Did I say first? What had I become?

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