Slave market: (2) Master Tatko.

The Master Tatko had placed a ring around my neck, which had two holes in the front: he had closed it with a small lock. He had ordered me to remove the condom from his suspender. His balls were large, hanging, and hairy; and his cock had a considerable size. "Suck it, faggot," he had ordered, and I obeyed immediately. I dove straight into putting it in my mouth and started massaging it with my tongue. I felt his gloved hand pulling my ear. "Not like that, idiot. Go slow. Start by licking my balls while I take care of starting." I passed my tongue, and the musky smell suddenly invaded my nose, causing me to spasm. I felt a blow to my buttocks and heard, "Slaves shouldn't make gestures or show repulsion towards their Master's body. The fact that you can touch me is a privilege; you should be grateful that I allow a worm like you to approach my feet." I turned around, prostrated myself with my buttocks raised, and pressed my snout. I could moan, but I didn't want to hear a scream. He released it. I obeyed, and as soon as I was settling in, the rod was discharged against my buttocks at full speed, reviving the burning sensation from the blows I already had. I couldn't help it and screamed: another quick round fell on me, and then my Master grasped my balls and delivered ten piercing blows to them. "On your knees and lick my balls, animal; and it's better for you not to get 'fine' again." But so you see that I'm good, now you're going to lick the folds of my groin first, which is what gives off that smell so you can get used to it. Do it now, slave, or you'll regret the day you were born!

The truth is that the smell didn't bother me: it was pungent, but I actually liked it; it just took me by surprise. I tried to show my enthusiasm and licked forcefully, not just that area, but also the base of his testicles. I realized I was enjoying it, as his cock got erect and he was pulling it with his hand. I went back to his testicles: at first, I just licked; but soon I acquired the skill to soften my tongue and stick it to the surface as much as possible. I spent several minutes doing that until I felt his finger gently pushing my chin up. "Now, slave. Hands behind your back and put it in all the way. You stay there for ten seconds, and then you pull back until the head is in your lips, and you thrust again." I had a dildo of similar dimensions and had practiced with it at home, so I didn't think I'd have problems with this; but as soon as I introduced his member and it reached my bell, I realized it wasn't the same as the rigid texture of the rubber and the rough skin. Besides, my mouth felt somewhat dry. I felt his hand on my nape; he pushed me forcefully until his member touched my throat, and I started to struggle. "Endure, animal. Breathe through your nose. Slowly; I won't let you go until I see you can breathe: and don't even think about using your teeth, because I'll knock them out with one blow, and then I'll order them to remove the rest; I...