Needing a BJ started more than expected

After my first training at becoming a cocksucker, I left his place with a lot running thru my head. My intention a few weeks ago was to just get my cock sucked, and now, I was being commanded to stay in contact with the guy that had both fucked me and started training me to be a cocksucker. My head was spinning, and I didn’t know what to do. As I pulled into my garage, I decided that for now I didn’t want to disappoint the bear, so I’d stay online.

The first couple of days I occasionally checked online, but he had been offline. On day 3, I was like a lost puppy, and I couldn’t stop checking for him. Shortly after lunch, I saw his name light up. My dick sprang to attention. Without hesitation, I said hello and asked if he was busy. To my disappointment, he told me he was not available, but I better be ready when he told me to come over. To be honest, I was a little crushed and felt my cock instantly soften. I signed offline and decided to jack myself off. I pulled my pants down and began stroking my dick. I rubbed and rubbed…but for the first time ever, I couldn’t get hard. I couldn’t believe it. I was rock hard just by talking to him and now I couldn’t get it up…and it hit me, I was really enjoying playing with cock.

I took 2 days before I was instructed to come play. I eagerly rushed to his place and resumed my role in training. Over the next few months, he was teaching me a lot about taking cock both orally and anally. I had gotten to the point where I could lay on the edge of the bed and just let him fuck my throat without any reflex stopping him. He went from punishing me to praising me. He liked to tell me what a great bitch I had become. And, one day he told me I had turned into the best cocksucker he had ever had. Funny, but that comment made me feel proud.

And, then one day, it all changed. He messaged me as usual. I arrived. I stripped. I started sucking, which led to fucking. He was fucking me in a great rhythm with my ankles over my head. I could feel the tip of his dick glide over my prostate, and I was moaning like a whore in heat. Suddenly, he pulled out and flipped me around to doggy. He didn’t really like that position, so I was confused. But, I knew my job was just to be used. He fucked me harder than he ever had before. I could feel him pull all the way out, stop, and ram it back in. I felt like I was in a porn shoot. He did this for what seemed like forever, but I was enjoying the pounding. Finally, I felt him tense up and felt his load start streaming inside of me. He pushed it in deep and let his cock soften inside. When he pulled out, he commanded me to stay. His cum started leaking from my ass. I started to get up,  and he said stay. I did.

When he walked around to my face, he showed me why. He had pictures of the cream pie that he had left inside me. And pictures of his dick using my hole. And a short video of me moaning and enjoying my new role. Before I could object, he dropped the bomb on me…he had to move for family. He wanted to remember his bitch. I was devastated. I looked at him in disbelief. He looked into my eyes and said sorry. And then he whispered the words that would alter my life…”I’ve trained you. You’re now ready to take on more. Go be a slut…just remember you’re my bitch.”