It’s when you receive the message from your Master saying that he’s coming by to inspect his slave that same afternoon that you feel the pounding in your chest. This time I’ll refer to my Master, whom I am at the service of for whatever he needs, by his nickname on this website,
@jovenmachito. I’m not going to dwell on his description, just say that if you saw him on the street… you’d know he’s an Alpha male, and with that some know what I mean. Imagine if he walked past you.
He had spent his morning calmly and had lunch with his friends. Besides, that week… hadn’t been the best, so his anger could be sensed.
When I receive his “I’m coming, dog,” I am already prepared to receive him the way he likes… with a collar, in chastity and naked, kneeling at the entrance door.
In that position, I feel my chest again when I hear the elevator going up…
I barely have time to think when the elevator door opens, other than of his pleasure and kissing his feet.
I feel his hand on my head and after a few seconds, two loud smacks on my ass, after which, instinctively… I reply: thank you, Master.
It is then that Master’s hand guides my head toward his crotch. Inhaling deeply to smell the male who controls you… uff.
I feel his crotch against my face and how his cock, under his pants, demands to come out… but it’s still too soon.
First, he puts black panties on me so that only my mouth is left usable, which will again say: thank you, Master.
Then, after once again having my mouth against his hard crotch, he starts walking: Come on, dog, my Master says. Like a little lapdog… with my head pressed right against his feet, I follow him to the sofa.
Now, unable to see, I notice one of his feet approaching my mouth. Rather, one of those black sneakers with springs. It’s clear, time to smell… and lick until further orders.
With the other bare foot I continue my work and while I am licking, I hear him unfastening his pants… the moment is getting closer.
“Want cock, whore?” is the next sound I manage to make out. Yes, Master, I manage to reply. Come on! Here you have it…
It is that moment of feeling for the first time how my Master’s hard cock enters my throat… when I feel the cage tightening on me.
I never know how long and how much drool I have spent sucking cock with the sole thought of satisfying my Master… but it always feels too short.
Slow, faster, all the way in and I gag…
Running my tongue over the tip of the cock and feeling a drop…
Suddenly I feel his hands on my ass again… and my Master stands up.
Smack smack smack!! Thank you, Master… I think he was satisfied and my ass was red.
Ufff now I feel a finger sliding in, followed by: What a whore you are… while I once again feel pr...