My heterosexual slave from Torremolinos 5

I grabbed his neck with force and took him to my bedroom, ordering him to lie on his back on my bed with his head at the foot of it. I pulled him, grabbing his armpits, so his head would hang off the mattress and make it easier for me to do what I was going to do with him next. I enjoyed noticing his nervousness before this new situation, and seeing his flaccid cock for the first time in a while made mine harden instantly.

"I'm going to teach you what deepthroat is. Or, in other words, I'm going to fuck your throat with all my might. I'll be gentle at first so you can get used to it, and I'll gradually pick up the pace to fuck it harder and faster each time. Since it's your first time, I'll be nice and cum in your mouth, not in the back of your throat; I'll save that for next time. When you have my cum in your mouth, I want you to show it to me, and when you've played with it, moving it around with your tongue and savoring it for a bit, I'll give you the order, and you'll swallow it all. Is that clear, dog?" I asked while grabbing a towel from the closet and putting it on the floor under his head.

"Yes, sir. It's clear. May I ask what the towel is for, master?" he asked.

"The towel is so we don't stain the floor," I replied, laughing, "and so you don't have to clean up as much."

Seeing his stunned face, I explained, kneeling beside his face while slowly squeezing his nipples with my index fingers and thumbs.

"As I start fucking your throat, you'll barely be able to breathe, and your saliva will start to flow from your mouth and drip down your face, eyes, hair, and probably the floor, which I don't want to get stained. Your saliva might also come out of your nose, along with your mucus; I'm not sure. But," I said, squeezing his nipples hard, making him twist in pain, "don't even think about closing your eyes; try to look at me always. It turns me on to see the face of my used and humiliated slave, like the whore you are. Are you ready, slave?"

"Yes, master," he replied.

I grabbed his arms firmly to keep him still and slowly inserted my cock until it reached the back of his throat, keeping it there until he started moving his body, straining to breathe. I pulled it out and rubbed it all over his face before giving him another thrust, this time holding it in for a few seconds longer, forcing him to breathe hard through his nose. I pulled it out again, hitting his eyes with it, and put it back in to start fucking his throat slowly, rhythmically, and continuously, without pulling it out of his mouth. His saliva started to flow from the corner of his lips, and a blob of mucus came out of his nose, inflating and deflating to the rhythm of my thrusts. I kept this up for about five minutes before pulling my cock out and releasing his arms to kneel beside his face, which was now covered in drool. I mixed the drool with my hands, wetting his entire face, and asked him:

"How are you doin...