Cock worshiping whore kneels before her Master’s towering, rigid cock. This magnificent shaft has beaten me into perfect submission. I may follow my Master’s every command, but I still deserve the pain he gives me. I mean, the focal point of my existence as a slave to cock.
Thick and veiny, it’s pulsing with power/ When you order me to pull it out, my nipples harden to aching points, and juices soak my quivering cunt. The musky, virile scent of your arousal takes my senses, driving me wild with need to serve.
My tongue darts out, licking the broad head in reverent homage before I lavish attention upon the veiny shaft, stroking and sucking with every ounce of skill and devotion at my disposal. Each suckle, each lap, each fondle sends jolts of pleasure coursing through my needy body, stoking the flames of my desperation to please.
It’s best when that heavy shaft slaps me across the face. Each blow harder and harder. You can break my nose with your perfect cock. Keep beating me, Sir, you know I am the one to take every blow you have. Your Submissive slut is grateful for how you wreck me!
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Cock worshiping makes me tremble in lust for Master
My gaping dripping wet anal canal is Master’s perverted property
Deep down, wet soiled anal cana,l I love getting bum rushed from behind by demented master, all his rage and anger taking me down. It’s my favorite position, getting bent like a slave slutty dog that’s been very naughty. That’s my motto. Big danger dick, shoved, slammed inside me before I can even breathe.
I get off, soiled, wet and clammy when master busts me down, beaten bruised, cut up, shoved in a closet for later. Taken out when wants to get off, sick evil fuck cums out and ties me down and hidden for later. Sneaky sexual attack, my bubble butt and tight misting, dripping wet anus is his fucking stomping ground. He’s the leader and I’m just the fuck me follower.
His wish is my command, sticking shit up there, whatever he can find, his fist, end of a hammer, his box of sharp dildos with jagged edges, I’m his slave, humiliating me making me feel like the pathetic dirty bitch I’m meant to be. Making me crawl on all fours begging for more while he spreads me thin, slashing cutting up my insides for his fecal cum fantasy. My anal canal muscles, gripping his shaft tight not letting go. That’s what master loves, needs, so many abusive twists and turns, my sweet succle starfish squirting for mercy.
Prostate Milking Comes with the Job of Being a Sex Slave
I spent most of the week prostate milking my old master. He gets so backed up. And I think that’s because he’s so horny all the time despite his age. But he loses his erection quickly, and his wife will never touch his dick, at least not anymore. However, who needs a wife to drain you when you have a submissive slave at your beck and call?
I knew that I was not going to be able to drain his balls in one session. We went a few days without seeing each other because I was sick. And master will never hire a pro. He’s too afraid of his rich wife finding out. However, he knows I will never rat him out about the true nature of our relationship. His wife will always think that I’m just his legal secretary. She does not know how badly he needed a submissive whore.
On the first day, I drained his balls three times with my finger up his ass. It’s not my first rodeo. And it’s one of the unpleasant things that a slave does for her master as he ages. But I guess I should just be grateful that master has never grown bored with me. He’s never traded me in for a younger model. And he’s treated me very well over the years.
Sometimes, All a Man Needs to Cum is a Finger in The Ass
The problem now is that although his mind tells him he’s horny, his dick betrays him. And either he stays limp or goes limp quickly. But milking the prostate keeps the cock erect. And a lot of men won’t try it. I guess a lot of women don’t want to put their finger up a man’s ass either. But I’m not like most women. I’m a slave. So, if my masters balls feel backed up, I shove my finger up his ass and I milk that old prostate dry.
We had to meet a second time during the week because I did not completely drain them with three orgasms. Sometimes you must space out the orgasms. And since he retired, he can only be gone so long before his wife texts him and wants to know when he’s coming home.
A Good Ball Draining, Every Man Needs
So, on our second office meeting, I brought a prostate massager. I knew that might be able to hit spots my fingers could not. And boy did it. That prostate massager appears to be a miracle worker when it comes to ball draining. My master shot the hugest load of cum. He blew chunks like he was 20 on my face and in my hair. And he let out a guttural moan when he blew his nut too.
Knowing that prostate phone sex brings my old master so much joy and relief, makes me happy. Even though I hate eating that old spunk cause fermented cum has a pungent taste to it. I just treated it like it was a fine cuisine and licked up all the chunks of cum. And I think I succeeded in giving master some much needed relief. Although I do not like the taste of fermented cum, it comes with the job of being a subby sex doll. My work never ends. And my work is never simple.
Master makes an example of my face filling my cheeks with jizz
Master always wants to make an example of my face, reminding me of my submissive ways, making me call him “sir”. Standing over me and never sure if he’s gonna push me down spread my legs open and take out his rage and rape fantasies out of my tight wet soiled little tootsie, turned on by fear, or if he’s gonna take his cock and shove it in my face .
It all depends on his mood. If he’s feeling sassy, he’ll get fucked and litty on some booze, beat me silly till he bends me over, spreading my succle starfish. Or if he’s full of anger, he’ll fill my mouth with his throbbing dangerous dick and make me beg for air, grabbing my throat with one hand, shoving his cock With the other.
In and out, barely breathing, thick full of cum dripping down my throat, spreading it all over my face as he rages like a monster. Busting nuts reminding me who’s in charge. He grabs his shaft, one more time, stroking it, harder and harder, pulling my hair, screaming and spitting in my face, cock tip down my throat with that final eruption imploding my mouth filling my cheeks. Pulling my hair back, making sure every drop goes down deep into my stomach, reminding me again that the only jizz I’m drinking is his.

















