The Lesson of Luciano (part 3)

When he got tired of feeling the slave's tongue on his feet, he pushed his face away with his foot and said, "That's enough, you already know the taste of the sweat from the feet that tortured you, you should thank them for letting you live." He laughed at his own comment while proudly looking at his defeated slave, then told him, "Now follow me, on all fours, that's right, you piece of shit, and be grateful I don't order you to carry me on your back." The slave knew he had to be as compliant and submissive as possible to his punisher to avoid receiving an even worse punishment than the one he was already experiencing, so he got down on all fours and said, "Yes, sir, I thank you for your mercy towards me, sir," and then voluntarily kissed his feet.

It's true that something was happening to Luciano that made him enjoy the abuse inflicted on him by Enrique - not only did Enrique excite him, being much more attractive than any other man he had been with, but feeling useful to a completely dominant man and serving him in any way he desired was starting to please him. He thought that this was probably what he really wanted. He was starting to enjoy it, wanting his "punishment" to never end, and that was despite Enrique having many plans to use him.

After going up the stairs, they arrived at Enrique's bedroom, which was very spacious, with a king-size bed, a carpeted floor, a sliding closet, and several other ornaments that decorated the large room, which Luciano was not allowed to see, as he had to keep looking at the floor or his master's feet. The owner of the room began to undress and threw his clothes on the floor, and when he was down to his underwear, he ordered, "Come here and take off my underwear with your dirty mouth." Luciano hastened to obey and grabbed the top of the underwear with his teeth, starting to pull it down. His master made no effort, only lifting his feet when Luciano reached that height, and said, "Smell them and lick the area where my penis was, faggot, I know you're drooling to suck my cock." Like a dog, he took in the sweaty air emanating from the underwear his master had worn to go jogging and practice taekwondo, licking the underwear until he was sure he had consumed every residue of his master's penis.

The next order was given with just a couple of gestures - a foot on one side indicated that he should stop, and an index finger pointing to his large member was enough for Luciano to throw himself into sucking it, large and with the perfect thickness, with big balls that must have held a large amount of semen, and a beautifully trimmed pubic area. As soon as he put his tongue on his master's member, a strong slap pushed him away from his object of obsession. Enrique burst out laughing and said, "Look at this wretched faggot, you'll do it as I order you, first you'll lick all the sweat from my balls and underneath them, come on! Get to work." Immediately, Luciano put his tongue to work, licking th...