A MASTER GETS REFERENCES ABOUT ME AND WANTS TO TRY ME

I don’t know what I’m doing in this room almost naked. A Master I know has spoken well of me to another Master. I don’t know him; I only know he’s not my physical type.

Following that Master’s instructions, I’m standing here, wearing only my slave collar and a jockstrap.

I’ve chatted a little with him; he’s clearly an Alpha. That energy is the reason I’m here.

I’ve left the door ajar, so shortly after hearing footsteps, the door opens, and I place my arms behind my neck so he can see me in a submissive position, dressed to his liking.

When the door opens, I finally see him, and I hear a “wooow.”

He approaches me and looks over the merchandise, slowly, enjoying it.

“You look much better in person than in the photos.”

This guy hasn’t even said hello to me. While I’m thinking that, I hear:

“Get on all fours on the bed.”

I obey, and I feel a finger enter my ass!

Fuck, not even a minute has passed and I’m already moaning because that bastard knows how to find and work my prostate. I can’t help moaning.

“They’d already told me you were a real slut.”

Two fingers… lots of moans. This stranger knows what he’s doing! I’m not sure if it’s the fingers or the way he’s treating me, but I’m getting very horny.

When I’m starting to really enjoy it, when I start thinking those fingers could make me drip cum, then—and maybe precisely because of that—the Master decides to stop.

He pulls away from me. I stay in the same position, on all fours on the bed, breathing heavily and with my ass already a little open.

By contrast, I hear him calm, relaxed.

“Today is only a test; it never hurts to add slaves to my service.”

He takes off his pants and sits in front of me. With his shirt, briefs, and underwear, it seems like I don’t even deserve to see him naked; he’s removed the bare minimum to test me.

With his back against the headboard, he spreads his legs and I see the bulge of his cock pressing to escape from his briefs.

“Your references say you’re a great cocksucker.”

He lowers his briefs a little, just enough to show his erect dick. I’m surprised; they’d told me he had an average dick, but it has good length and it’s a thick cock. It’s very erect.

It’s clear what I want, so I move closer and lick his glans. I like to start slowly, playing with my tongue…

“Cut the bullshit and put it inside, fuck.”

I create a bit of saliva, prepare myself, and in one stroke I take it completely inside. I’ve been trained for deep throat and I love it; I love feeling how a dick opens my throat, opens it, stretches it, fills it, possesses it.

I give it my all, trying to breathe quickly; I don’t want to stop giving him pleasure. I place my tongue at the base of my mouth so the cock ...