Many times he had expressed his desire to stretch, or have stretched, his virgin ass. But I wanted him to beg, so for the last month, he’d pleaded with me to take him. Over the last 2 days, I’d expertly worked on him with fingers and toys to get him to this point, and now he was ready for my cock.
At my command, he obediently got on all fours facing the big mirror in the corner. I knelt behind him, no words. Suddenly a blob of cold lubricant on his asshole, softly massaged inside. He heard another squirt go onto my strap-on cock. And just because I could, he heard me spit on it for good measure too.
Softly, I whispered, “Now my slut, assume the position I showed you last night. Your time has come.”
He lowered his head onto the leather couch and put both hands behind him, pulling apart his cheeks like a wanton whore for me. I let him dwell there, feeling the air conditioning on his open and exposed asshole, waiting.
Then I moved with purpose. Probing with my fingers, I quickly inserted the head into him. At first it felt pleasurable, but after a little more pressure he felt it invade him properly, burning against his sphincter. He resisted involuntarily, increasing his discomfort.
“Ssshh there’s a good boy. Take it for me.”
Suddenly I was inside him. He groaned. I smiled and breathed heavily, and began thrusting. Deep, penetrating strokes which stretched his virgin ass and milked his prostate. I reached down and took his hard cock in my hand and began stroking it as I fucked his ass. I felt his pre-cum leaking out of his cock and then he moaned a deep, primeval bellow from deep inside his soul. “FUUUUUUCCCCKKKK.”
“It’s OK . You may cum now for me. Cum like my good little bitch.”
His head thrown back in abject agony, his prostrate probed and toyed by my black strap-on, his whole body quivered and then bucked violently as his cock exploded a four-tissue load of thick creamy cum.
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“Begin with my feet, Bitch Boy. Lick them clean.” My slave enthusiastically took to his task, licking and sucking my feet, moving up my legs… I put my palm on his forehead before he was able to slide his tongue into my ass. “You haven’t earned the privilege of serving my ass yet, Bitch Boy. Clean my tits.”
As he was licking under my breasts, two men entered the room. Bitch Boy’s eyes strayed from me to them and he paused. I reached down and grabbed his balls, firmly tugging on them. “Focus,” I hissed at him. His tongue went back to work.
Our guests were nude, muscular men with enormous, swinging cocks. Bitch Boy’s eyes again strayed from my body over to them. I took his chin in my hand, bringing his attention back to me. “They distract you, slave?”
“Join us,” I motioned to the men. They approached and I pushed Bitch Boy back down to his knees, and guided a cock into his mouth. “Suck.” I instructed. I turned to the other man and said, “My slave is easily distracted… I think he needs to be taught a lesson.” I lifted my leg and pulled his face to my pussy. Bitch Boy whimpered as he watched the man slide his tongue into my cunt. “Oh, poor little Bitch Boy… are you feeling neglected?” I pulled his mouth off the cock and directed his tongue into my ass. I moaned as my slave and our guest licked and sucked my most sensitive, intimate spots.
But now we had a third wheel, and I am not the kind of hostess to let anyone feel left out. I reached out and grabbed for the cock that had just been in Bitch Boy’s mouth, and slid my hand up and down it. His 10″ veiny cock was throbbing. I spit on my hand and coated his dick, “Fuck my Bitch Boy,” I moaned as I began cumming.
