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"The Cumslut"    (Chapter 2 of 5)

      by  John Bridge

      (Fdom MM oral bondage cbt anal sad fist ws scat FMM)

C h a p t e r  T w o

Minutes passed in silence as I knelt there with no diminishing of my erection. If anything, alone with my swirling mush for a mind, I experienced minutes of blankness. No thoughts, only a feverish sensation of submission.

I was still in her living room; we had not moved from when we had entered. Her house was a ranch, large rooms all on one floor and her bedroom was way in the back. Yet I popped up from the ocean's depths when I thought I heard another muffled voice.

Probably a hallucination, I thought. Then, I heard her bedroom door shut. Within seconds I sensed her smell and presence before me.

Her hand pulled my head forward, and I could smell her sex and feel what was the moist feel of cotton panties. My nose was being pushed into her pussy area.

"Since you like telling stories, Cumslut, I have one for you."

The tale of the two week old panties! "The pair your nose is becoming intimate with, I wore for the first time Friday, exactly two weeks ago. I did a lot of work around here all day. Then, before I showered, I took the panties with me to bed and masturbated with them wrapped about my hand. I like to stay on my clit until I reach a certain point and then I like to dig into my pussy's depths. I masturbated thinking about what I was going to do to you today, so I was particularly moist and horny."

"I must've came a dozen times before I had to shower and greet my guest," she paused, letting me smell more deeply. She pulled my face deeper into her and said, "Now breath deeply in and out."

We did this for several minutes as my nose rode her pussy's crease. The smell was very powerful and intoxicating.

She was riding my nose, using her hands to yank my face up and down her pussy's length, repeating over and over to breathe deeply in and out. I obeyed absolutely. Finally, she began to moan deeply within her, but pulled up short and released my head.

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"I put the panties in a zip lock bag. See what your Mistress goes through for you, Cumslut. Aren't you impressed?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good, I'm glad you are. My guest was Paul, a large black man I work with. He's been after my pussy for over a year, but I was not interested. But I'm glad I used him for you, Cumslut. His cock is magnificent. Largest I have ever seen, so thick it stretched me and fucked me so good, a thousand times more effectively than a Cumslut like you with your tiny white wank could ever do. After he shot off his load into me, I went to the bathroom and cleaned my pussy with these panties, trying to absorb every drop of cum for you."

"Not only that time, but at least a dozen more times, the latest was this morning before I picked you up. Also, because you are my special Cumslut, I have wiped my pussy ever time I have gone to the bathroom the last two weeks with these panties. I put them on now just for you. Now open your mouth wide, slave."

The panties' moist and soft crotch contrasted with the other sections, which were stiff and dry, as they entered my mouth. A ball gag followed with her pulling it tightly and then clasped behind my head. Within moments the taste of cum and her juices filled my mouth. I would have to swallow; I had no choice. The stiff sections softened and hidden juices filled my mouth.

"Swallow, pig! You need a two-by-four over your head to make you realize just how much you love the taste of those panties. You will suck on them at night, wanking away, dreaming of new ways I might humiliate you. Nod your head when you brain catches up with your cock."

I swallowed willingly as she spoke; she was right I did love the taste. I loved the idea of them in my mouth melting into cum and her juices as my saliva released them.

"See, cumsluts can be taught," she said and began laughing. "See the Cumsluts little wanker, hard as ever--he, he, he! You'll be on your knees begging me for more panties, ones I wipe my piss and cum away with. Isn't that so, pathetic Cumslut?

I nodded affirmatively two or three times and she just laughed louder.

She could read my mind, I swear, and I sucked on the panties, swallowing the juice with gusto.

"As you enjoy your snack, slave, I have a treat for you. Remember telling me about the small bottles gays would sniff at the Garden during sex? And how you were afraid to do it?"

My head had nodded yes to each question.

Grabbing my hair, she commanded me to stand, and I did. She reached down and snatched my balls in her hand. "Come with me," she said as she tugged on my jewels. "That's it, right here, Cumslut."

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I felt here finger block off one nostril and felt a surface touch my other one. "Inhale deeply until I say stop, slave."

I obeyed her four times, and when her finger left my nostril after the fourth inhalation, I began to feel a marvelous sensation, partially dizzy yet a rush of sexual energy charging straight to my cock.

"Time for you to cum, Cumslut," she said as she struck my hard cock with a flat, hard surface.

Quick strokes with pain shooting through me, and after each one, my cock, instead of shrinking, rose up for more, seeking out the avenging hard surface, seeking ice and flame, pain and pleasure.

It stopped. The came the bottle to my nostril and the commands to inhale. And I did, even more deeply than before. And then ice and flame. Until I felt boiling within my balls a familiar sensation; but yet the swirling feelings were new and like the first time.

I almost fainted, at least I felt as if I was leaving my body and the pain and pleasure were being sent via another method to my mind. The strokes stopped; her hand encircled my cock head, smoothing a lubricant of sorts, one with heat. She stroked my cock its entire length a few times, and the heat increased incredibly until I began to shoot my load.

Nothing I have ever experienced can relate those seconds, those minutes, those centuries that passed. It was if my entire mind, senses, and body were all rushing to exit through my cock. Spasm after spasm until I could feel the extreme sense of heat the entire length of my cock and her hand stroking it, milking it by squeezing the cock's underneath right to the cock's tip. It was only then that I sensed something like glass touching ever so slightly my cockhead.

"Kneel before me, Cumslut!"

She removed the ball gag. "Open your mouth, slave," and I did. She pulled the panties from my mouth.

Here, drink this, a glass was set to my lips. I drank. An acrid taste hit my tongue just as the familiar aroma of urine came to my nose. Closing my mouth...

"Drink! You fuckin' slave," she said as her boot kicked at my balls. Opening my mouth I gulped the piss offered to me as wave of nausea from the blow spread through my body. My softening cock was aflame also. The residual stinging from the pounding it had been given was evolving into a deep ache.

That's it! Wash down all those juices, slave. Drink it all! My precious Golden Nectar makes you cringe, Cumslut?"

"Mistress, I was surprised; that's all."

Words can lie, but your little wank tells the truth, Cumslut.

She reached and grabbed the blindfold. "Keep your eyes closed, Cumslut, until I tell you to open them. Do you understand, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress."

The blindfold came off; I obeyed her.

"Open your eyes, slave."

The sight before me on the couch astonished me, overwhelmed me. An instant erection grew as my eyes feasted on her and the naked black man sitting next to her with the largest erect cock I had ever seen. Slowly he stroked it as our eyes met briefly, for I wanted to see her more.

"See his cock swell at the sight of us. No, I was right to make him cum; he'll be all the more able to last through the next part of the session."+

"He sure is perverted, babe, more than I could ever believe," the naked black man said in a deep husky voice.

"Paul, you ain't seen nothin'; yet."


 ...continues in Chapter Three - click here to continue... 


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