Used at village festivals

I had been talking with a Master for some time and it seemed we understood each other very well; the only drawback was that he lived in a city a bit far from mine. My friends told me about the main festivals of a village that was fairly close to his city, and we encouraged each other to go. When I found out we were definitely going, I spoke to the Master and told him I was going to be nearby. He replied that, coincidentally, he was also going to be at those same main festivals that weekend.

We kept talking and agreed to see each other at some point during the night. He gave me quite clear instructions about what he wanted. He ordered me to shave and put on white underwear, both boxers and socks. So I did.

Once in the village, I spent the whole afternoon and the beginning of the night very nervous. The Master told me to keep an eye on my phone, that he would give me instructions, and that we would see each other when he wanted. I kept picking up my phone and checking to see if I had received any notification. Around one in the morning I received a message from him.

- Hello, Dog. I'm going now to the river concerts; in half an hour I want you to be there.

- Yes, Sir. Of course. - I answered.

I convinced my friends to go down to the river concerts. Once there, after twenty minutes had passed, I received a new message with a location that led to an empty house downriver, just on the way out of the village.

- I want you to go to this point, take off your t-shirt and pants, leave them to one side, and kneel. Once you're ready, let me know and I'll go there. I want you to wait for me with your mouth open and your hands behind your back. - And so I did.

I went to the point, took off my clothes, stayed in my underwear, knelt, let him know, put my hands behind my back, and opened my mouth. I don't know how long he took to arrive, but it felt eternal. It may have been ten or fifteen minutes, but each minute weighed more than the previous one, until I saw him appear and my heart sped up.

- Hello, Dog. Well done.

- Good evening, Sir.

He slapped me across the face. - You will speak only when I allow it - he said. I nodded and lowered my gaze. He took my face with his hand and lifted it toward him.

- Look at me and don't close your mouth.

I opened my mouth again, he lowered his pants and rubbed his package against my face and mouth. - Smell - he said. I breathed deep the aroma of his sweaty cock; it was strong but I loved it.

He slowly lowered his underwear until his cock was exposed; it was perfect, thick and not too long, with a drop of pre-cum on the tip. He put it into my mouth little by little and began fucking my mouth faster and faster, while he told me:

- Today is a test, a first taste, a mark. I intend to mark you well.

His cock completely filled my mouth and part of my throat. I could barely breathe and I kept drooling...