Serendipity

“I’m close baby. When I finish, you’re going to be a good girl and hold it in your mouth for me, aren’t you?”

I nodded as much as a vehicle for his pleasure was able to, before falling still so he could resume. He did so swiftly, retreating from my innermost depths until I was in more comfortable territory, resuming my skilled treatment of his swollen member. He groaned louder than before, signaling his impending release, and I increased my efforts, my ferocity surprising even me. Just as he was about to crest the massive wave and reach his apex, his large hand forced my head down one last time, and it was a violent affair that saw my mouth meet his base in one fluid motion. He choked the breath from me, dumped my face into a swirling mess and deposited an unforgiving load of semen into the back of my throat. It wasn’t expelled all at once either; rather, he shot rope after rope of warm cum into my mouth, so much so that I involuntarily gagged due to the combined volume of fluid and the space he took up with his wildly throbbing member. It was impossible to contain it all despite my best efforts, as streams of semen and saliva issued through both my mouth and nose, his hand holding me firmly in place to embrace every second of his orgasm.

My eyes rolled into the back of my head, my pulse pounding in my ears once more, and I came once again without permission. I lost my identity after being reduced to nothing more than his sex toy, one that was capable of a disorderly groan that stretched on for several seconds. The muffled noises this sex toy made were far beyond the limits of vulgarity as I currently knew them, but objects don’t bother themselves with such thoughts, rather they only concern themselves with being useful to their owners, and I had fulfilled that purpose for my master.

I fought my every burning instinct to swallow and instead obeyed one order after having just disobeyed my master’s earlier order that I not find release without approval. A cloak of guilt descended upon me as I wallowed in the pleasure of the forbidden fruit that was my latest orgasm, one which saw another spillage of warm liquid jettison from between my thighs. I had made a mess upon the bed this time, and swift retribution was certain to follow this latest act of defiance. All I could do now was wait in anticipation of what daddy had in store for me next.

Daddy was still coming down from his high, his chest heaving up and down rapidly. He showered me with a chorus of praise and obscenities like rain would hit one in a thunderstorm, the words rebuilding me from the ground up, establishing me as something more than just his sexual outlet. I wrangled my eyes back from beyond and fixed the bleary orbs on the camera, peering into the phone as if I were seeing it for the first time. I was nearly unrecognizable beneath a coat of perspiration, saliva, and other bodily fluids, barely able to make out the features of my face. Daddy came around shortly after I began my self-inspection, grimacing as he began to withdraw from his new home in my throat. He lifted his hand away and allowed me to aid in his retreat, and I did so slowly, ensuring to hold in as much of his semen as I pulled my mouth away. I watched myself expertly extract his shaft until his head reappeared, waving into the cool air after vacationing inside my body for what seemed to be hours.

“Show me that nut baby,” daddy commanded, taking his cock into one of his large hands.

I heeded his word and slowly parted my lips, revealing the healthy amount of seed I siphoned from his body, the murky white fluid overflowing my mouth. His essence dribbled down my chin and saliva began to pool in the corners of my mouth once more, my body eager to swallow its prize. I froze myself in that position and awaited my favorite command, further accentuating the deed by offering sultry cooing noises that churned and bubbled the load I held between my lips.

“Good girl. Now swallow it.”

My lips met again before I swallowed the entirety of his deposit with one heavy gulp, dining on his delicious fluids before he had a chance to finish his sentence. He yanked on my chain which tilted my head backward, my mouth falling open for inspection. I let my tongue hang out, proudly showing off an empty mouth.

“Ahh!” I exclaimed throatily, as if I were a patient and he, my orthodontist.

“You swallowed all of it already? You are such a greedy slut,” daddy said, pleased with my performance.

He released my chain and let my head snap back to its normal resting place, my eyes returning to my reflection. Daddy reached over and took the phone from me, halting the recording there. While he was busy fidgeting with the phone, I took his dick in my hand and began to suck on it again, coaxing out every drop of his semen I could muster. He was still semi-hard despite my best efforts to empty his balls, my fingers traipsing across his groin to introduce themselves to his fleshy orbs. I fondled them gingerly within my palm, rolling them across my fingers, stroking the sensitive flesh with my nails. Daddy moaned for me, encouraging me to continue. And I did, ejecting his member from my mouth to lower my face past it, my tongue joining the fingers that groped his jewels.

I licked desperately at his testicles, washing the sweat from his skin with my powerful muscle. I relocated my hand back to his dick to stroke him, working into an easy rhythm that saw my head bob in time with my knuckles descending upon his shaft which quickly saw life return to it. Before long, his vein choked monster was back at full sail, throbbing within my tiny hand as if the last half hour or so never occurred. I was in disbelief when I saw it emerge out of my peripheral, standing tall and ready for another round.

Feeling ever so frisky, I descended further without instruction, my mouth trailing kisses all the way down daddy’s taint. He instinctively spread his legs for me, allowing me this small gesture as I neared his opening. My tongue did not hesitate to strike out, accosting his rosebud without impunity, swirling the entrance several times before attempting to intrude inside. I stroked his cock fervently as I ate him, my groans of joy muffled by the bed my face neared. I managed to wriggle my tongue inside of his reluctant anus, the impossibly tight hole offering me the slight purchase that I exploited as much as I physically could. My tongue went rigid as I dived it in and out of him, my face pressing into and then retreating from the mattress to accomplish the task at hand.

Daddy was beside himself, bucking and groaning underneath my touch, driving his cock in and out of my tiny fist as quick as he could. It wasn’t long before he reached the line in the sand and took back what little amount of rope I had stolen away, reacquiring the reins indefinitely.

“Get up,” he barked shortly, panting for breath.

I reluctantly pulled away, drooling all over my master’s lower half, raising myself off his body. He shifted away from me until he was free, and I remained on my knees, awaiting further instruction. I watched him make it to his feet and shuffle to the side of the bed, bending down near the nightstand to grab something. He straightened up and came back around to the side of the bed nearest me, a glean of maliciousness harbored within his eyes. He said nothing and pushed me down, until my face met the mattress and my ass swayed high into the air, my back arched and ready.

My delicate wrists fall to the clutches of one of his large hands, bound by his thick, calloused fingers. My heart skipped a beat when I felt the cold steel follow suit, my wrists slipping into what I assumed was a pair of handcuffs that closed with finality, the teeth of the restraints clicking and clacking in an almost sinister fashion. My master gave the cuffs a quick tug, ensuring that my hands were firmly bound to the small of my back before sidling off the bed, standing somewhere behind me.

“You thought I wouldn’t notice you coming without permission again, did you?”

My heart simultaneously sank and fluttered with excitement, torn between the two extremes of the spectrum. He had so far ravaged my throat and left my ass so sore I wasn’t sure I’d be able to comfortably sit on it for days, so I could only imagine what he would dream up next. The fear of the unknown was the elixir that I willingly imbibed, driven forward by an unquenchable lust for new experiences and the consequences that were associated with them, whether heaven or hell. And he was my caretaker, the maestro that weaved these delicious journeys together like notes of music rising and falling under his discerning whim.

Tick. Tick. Tick.

The familiar drone of the clock’s hand rang out and cut through the silence, drawing my attention back to the here and now. The unstoppable march of time reoriented me, causing me to wonder just how long we had been at this. An hour, perhaps more? I was prepared to give him my body for the remainder of the night as promised, confident he would be more than satisfied by the time he was finished with me. I mentally settled in for the long haul, keenly aware of his near insatiable thirst for me that I often reminisced about to this very day whenever it was time to touch myself.

But it was his turn to do the touching now, and he started by placing his hands on my cheeks and spreading them apart, admiring the holes that now belonged to him. I caught his eyes in the mirror’s reflection, watching him clearly relishing the view before him as he basked momentarily in my subjugation. He squatted behind me and disappeared, but I could feel his hot breath washing over my swollen lips, the sensation causing me to gasp aloud. Every molecule inside my DNA cried out for him, beckoning him to ravish me just as he had so many years ago. But he opted instead to tease me with his tongue, the tip of which nestled easily into my gaped anus that quivered beneath his touch. I bit my tongue to keep from speaking out of turn, softly squealing through my gritted teeth. His warm, wet tongue dived into my tight canal, spelunking my hidden grotto for the first time. With my cheeks still held apart, I could feel his face retreat a few inches before crashing abruptly into my ass, stabbing his tongue as deep he could within me with quick succession.