The Cum Drunk House Boy

Apartment life is ill fitted to the BDSM play life, but I am always entertained by the thought of the neighbors hearing me torture my house boy. Sometimes I push his face towards our floor vents as I whip, tease, and edge him, filling their apartment with the sounds of our arousal.

“Who’s a good bitch boy?” *smack*

“I am, Daddy,” he pushed out breathlessly between his gritted teeth as I whip his chest.

“Sit up straight- Don’t make me repeat myself.” His naked form snapping to attention at my command. His hands clamp together harder behind his back while he sits on his feet.

Teasing his caged cock, I passively trail the tails of the whip over his lower abdomen, then his thighs, lightly tossing the whip in a lazy circle. Boredom hitting me, I see a freshly folded stack of laundry on the couch beside my pathetic little simp and a smile crawls across my face as I am inspired once again.

“Towel on the floor, now; And lay on it.” Confused but obedient you clammer to comply by grabbing the towel on top of the pile.

“NOT *smack* THE *smack* GOOD *smack* TOWELS *smack* STUPID.” I growl out as you grab the nice towels I use, and not the rags I give you. Panting and gaining some composure, you place the towel you stupidly chose back where it belongs and find a tattered old towel to lay on.

“God we have been playing all day, haven’t we? You have served me so well being such a good slave boy. Bringing me wine, cooking, cleaning, being a little toy for me to torture. Boy, my bladder is full…”

I see your cock rise as you realize what you will be useful for next. Pulling my skirt up, I reveal my wet, swollen pussy- aroused from your being a good little clit suction toy a couple of hours ago. I place my pink cunt onto your raging caged cock and start to empty the contents of my bladder onto you.

“Fuck yes, Ugh my bladder was so full. Fuck it feels so good to release my golden shower onto my caged little slave. Ugh my stream is so strong.” I feel the warm piss flowing from me all over you as you whimper and moan. Your cock in pain because it can’t fit through the small slit at the tip of your cage.

“What is it, pet? Does your pathetic little cock hurt? Huh? Use your words. Tell Daddy.”

“Miss.. please.. “ You say through tear filled eyes. So aroused you are in a haze.

*sigh* My stream slows as I contemplate how to proceed.

“My poor toy. How about I finish peeing in your mouth and you swallow like a good toilet, and then I’ll let you out of the cage.” Nodding feverishly you open wide and I adjust myself by placing my mound against your mouth and nose. Smothering you.

“Drink up. No spills.” I moan as I start to pee again, filling your mouth so quickly that you swallow multiple times before I am done.

“I feel so much better, pet. You did so good.” I stroke your hair lovingly while I stay mounted on your face, using my other hand to fish your key from between my engorged breasts.

“Lets unlock my cock now.” I turn around and straddle your face while I unlock your cock. It bursts out of the cage the minute the lock is pulled away, precum drenching my hand.

“I am sorry for making a mess, Daddy..I love being your toilet..” You whisper, scared you are in trouble. With my pussy and ass in your face I decide to let you feel the release not only from the cage, but from the cum filling your balls.

Grabbing your member with one hand, I tap the head of your cock on my tits, then moving closer, your chastity key jingling as I smack my breasts on the sides of your shaft. You stiffen under me as you are scared of cuming..

“It’s okay, pet. You can cum for me.” Your cock slamming in between my tits at full attention at the sound of my permission. Wrapping your cock in my tits, I angle my mouth and slide the tip of your cock into my mouth- much slower than I know you want.

Passively I can feel you sniffing my ass, ready to lick and eat anything I ask.

“You’re such a needy fucking thing.” I bitch loudly as I push my pussy and ass into your face, working my hips back and forth over your hungry mouth.

“5…4..” I count slowly .. “I am going to stop riding your face. You better cum for me quickly.” I stop all stimulation of your cock as I put both hands beside you to get full traction on your face.

“3.. I’m going to cum on your pathetic fucking face.. Oh fuck.. Yes. Your face is so much better than the useless cock between your legs. 2… I’m cumming, fuck” I moan and arch my back before slipping my mouth back around your cock .. all the way.. to the base.. And back up quickly.

“1.” I state firmly and your cock sprays a fountain of cum into the air, before it falls and lands onto my tits. Turning to face you, your face lost in bliss, I point to the disgusting mess you’ve made all over my breasts.

You blanche. Getting to your knees quickly.

“Mistress.. Daddy.. I’m so sorry. Please let me clean up my mess.”

I nod passively in annoyance as you lap at my breasts until they are free from your useless sperm.

“Grab my cigarettes and crawl to the porch with them. I’ll need somewhere to put my ashes.”

You, cum drunk and happily in sub space, crawl to my cigarettes and then to the porch to be my perfect ash tray.