kains experience after sucking cock for Me

Mistress it is with much admiration that i look back and consider where You have taken me in the past year or so. i have always harbored hidden and unexplored fantasies that until now have been kept only to myself. Yet with the trust and guidance that You have supplied i have been able to delve into a side of myself that has always been there, but untapped. So it is once again thatiI write about my experiences as slave, only existing to do Your bidding or to be used at Your whim and fancy. 

You had asked me before if I would suck a cock for You should You desire it. As Your slave i said that the idea had merit. WelI, i guess You kept that thought in the back of Your mind as You told me that You were going to arrange it for me. The prospect was enticing yet more than just a little frightening all at the same time. i agreed to come at the appointed time. i had much trepidation as I located the floor and found the right room. i paused before knocking, took a deep breath and tried to prepare for what You had in store for me inside. i knocked and felt my heart race as You answered.

You motioned me to enter and then in a tone that clearly meant the session had begun told me to strip. i obeyed and knelt at Your feet. You then told me that my role as a slave was to be simply a toy and that You would use me for whatever purpose You saw fit. You instructed me to bring a chair from the kitchen area and carry it into the bedroom. i realized that i was probably carrying my own instrument of bondage.  i was correct, of course. You strapped and bound my arms, legs, and balls. As usual i was erect from the moment I stripped in front of You. You commented on how typically male that reaction was as You wound an ever-tightening length of cored around my swollen cock and balls.

When You were done You said that i made a pretty picture and that perhaps i could actually be useful for something and then You proceeded to jam a long black dildo into my mouth and told me not to drop it. i remember You commenting that You had finally found something that i was good at – as a storage unit for Your dildo. You laughed and said that You would be back and left me to ponder my fate, bound, gagged, blindfolded and naked in a hotel room somewhere downtown.

Presently i heard a knock at the hotel room door.  The door opened and i heard You address someone. You were admonishing another slave for being tardy. i felt my anxiety rise at the thought that someone else was about to see me in this state and then know my desire to be a groveling naked slave to You Mistress Patricia.  Suddenly the door to the bedroom opened and i heard You enter with the other slave in tow, crawling, behind You.  i heard You whip him as he profusely apologized for his mistake.

You next turned Your attention back to me, releasing my bindings and commanding me to sit on the edge of the bed. Next You ordered the other salve to suck my cock. i was aghast, here in front of You this man was going to suck my cock, while You watched – i knew then that i was truly a slave only existing for Your entertainment.

What i wanted or didn’t want no longer mattered – which became even more apparent as You  commanded that we switch positions. i knelt on the floor and You guided my hand to his cock. You then told me to open my mouth and accept his cock.

My servitude was complete. As a male i had been subjugated to the role of a Female –performing as a Woman would – at Your command. my persona as a male was gone, as i became a cock-sucking slut for You.

You bade me to lie on the floor while the other slave knelt above me. You then, with the flair of a circus ringmaster ordered us to jerk off in unison for Your pleasure.  i couldn’t believe it as my own cum covered my body then shortly after another man was jerking off all over me! This completed the transformation – You had made me into a receptacle for cum – as a good slave should be.

must admit i had to think about this whole affair for a while, to put it into perspective so to speak. And in retrospect it was a very worthwhile experience. i am sure that i would not have given over that level of control to any other Dominant. i know that it was a safe environment to explore this aspect of my personality. As You no doubt noticed to concept of having a man suck my cock while You watched was certainly stimulating. It is Your presence and power of control that is the real mechanism of stimulus here – without it there is no interest in this type of action for me. i think it is the feeling of helplessness and servitude that allows me to perform for You. Again it is not possible to give over that level of control unless you really trust that Person, which I do, of course.

Part of it is being forced to do something that is supposed to be “wrong.” It's not about having homosexual tendencies but rather performing for Your Mistress. It’s as if You said to me "I don’t care what you think. you will get down on your knees and do whatever I tell you to do.” i must admit i have fantasized about You forcing me into a similar predicament but in a more public venue - where You can humiliate me this way in front of an audience. 

In one of my scenarios You strip me naked and stuff me into a dog carrier then hustle me into a taxi and take me across town to some unknown location. Once there You remove me from the cage and strap me spread-eagled to a wall. Next the room slowly fills with people. While i am still unblindfolded a naked woman comes over to my bound feet. She rubs up and down against me and fondles my cock and balls. You tell me she will suck me off. Next You blindfold me and as far as i can tell the female slave starts to give me a blowjob. Just when i am about to cum You remove the blindfold only to reveal that it really is a man sucking my cock – as everybody watches! You tell him to stop before i cum and untie me and now force me (by squeezing and pulling my balls down and back between my legs, and tying them to a stick positioned across the back of my legs, for instance) to return the favour, thereby completing my humiliation, as it is only  “proper etiquette,” – of course. Well, it’s something to think about anyways!

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