Written by Anonymous

BDSM
1 Mar 2019


He exited the Uber and walked straight to the motel room. She had left the door unlocked as commanded.

As he turned the door nob to enter, his balls tingled with exictment, the lava boiling inside like a volcano ready to erupt. He loved breaking in a new sub. Would this one break well, or badly?

He was a Master, and he trained cock slaves. Over the years several subs had become total cock slaves, lost in the bliss of worshipful service to Master's "God Cock".

His self control allowed him to edge for hours, slow milking and feeding their hunger drip by delicious drip as he rode orgasm after orgasm without full ejaculation. A true Master has control.

As he entered she was waiting, naked, kneeling, face to the floor. He was pleased she was obedient, and did exactly as he had told her. Slim, sexy, ass in the air. Holes presented properly.

21 years old. Three broken relationships. After the third broken heart she cast her girlish dreams away and decided she would become a sex slave. She just did not care anymore. Give up, let go, abandon all pride and self respect. She had. A good beginning, to break early.

"Recite!" She lifted her head as she sat up, yes closed, and recited her mantra.

"By my Master's will and word,  I am fullfilled when I serve."  3 times.

By the time she finished the third Master was standing right in front of her,  naked, his cock hanging semi hard, his balls hanging fully loaded. "Open your eyes."

She was mesmerized by what she saw only inches from her mouth. She began to salivate, and her pussy was instantly wet, dripping down her thighs.

As Master watched her eyes, transfixed in adoration of his phallus, it grew with the sound of every gasp and pant that came from her mouth and every adoring look from her eyes, worship exuding from her face, worship that Master required for his enjoyment of a slave.

This one was a natural born sub. He knew immediately that she had potential to become his slave. A servants attitude and a hot sexual nature was a good beginning.

She wanted to taste his cock so badly,  but he commanded her to worship at his feet instead. She obeyed and began kissing each one as she moaned with pleasure from serving him like this. In this she found true freedom.

He stood strong, legs slightly opened, access to her banquet hanging just above her as she moved slowly up each leg in adoration of her god.

He lit a joint, took a great big toke, grasped her by the chin, pressed his mouth to her's as he "monkey fucked" his exhale deep into her lungs. He did this each time until it was finished and she was floating in a state of sucubus bliss, her hunger for Master's phallus growing and moving from her loins, inside and up into her throat. This was sucubus, and can only be fullfilled by filling the void of her throat and mouth with her god cock.

"Beg". She did. Knelling, her face just under his erection, her nose almost touching his balls. She could smell his manhood and it was sending her insane with desire as she looked up at her god. She clasped her hands together,  looked up into Master's eyes and begged like the hungry slave she would one day be. "Please, sir, may I feed?"

A drop of precum emerged from his engorged thick cock head. She panted after it, wanting to take the whole cock into her mouth. He allowed her to do only one thing. To stick her tongue out and take that drop with the tip. A taste, not a meal.

He grabbed a handful of her hair, pulled her head back to look into her eyes. They were lost in subspace, rolling around in a state of cock slave bliss. She was ready to be used and would do whatever he commanded.

""Worship". As he held her head he guided her, giving her access to all areas. She worked her mouth up inside of his legs, went straight for his ring, licked and tounged it with hunger before sucking on the base of his cock from his ass to his balls, working her way up to his bursting balls, moaning with the delight only a true slave can enjoy.

Now for her throat. Could she handle it, and could she breath and swallow the Master's meat without gagging.

To his surprise she opened her mouth and sucked the whole length of his cock deep down into her throat. She quickly learned to breath around it for he pressed her head hard to insure it remained in the cock pocket.

From this welcome beginning he knew he had found a sub that he could train in all the subtle skills of a true cock slave. He would use her hard this time. Next time he will take his time and train her in all the skills designed to thrill Master. This slave broke goodly, not badly. A good beginning.