Appearances Can Be Deceiving

Collin was currently learning that his Master, Mike, seem to highly enjoy having his ass rimmed. He was currently laid out on the bed on his stomach with his hands tied behind him and his ankles taped together with duct tape. Mike was further up on the bed then him and had slid back and placed Collin so he could rim that ass. He was laying on his stomach watching some porn on one of the numerous sites he went to. In this case, it was painfulanalsex.com.  Pain was about the last thing on his mind right now as what his slave was doing felt wonderful. The cum target, Collin, had really taken to this new skill and he was one of those that was just naturally good at it. He had no shyness about himself whatsoever when it came to really getting that tongue down in there and working it round. Every time he snaked it inside and went deep like that it sent ripples of pleasure throughout Mike’s body. There was also the fact, his new slave seemed to be tireless and obeyed all commands given to him to an almost fault.

Mike’s previous slave would do this for twenty-minutes and be asking if he could take a break or would say something about it making his neck sore. He looked at his watch and Collin had been doing this for over an- hour- and- twelve- minutes. He had never once said a word, slowed down and was dutifully doing as he had been instructed to do. His ability to be so obedient sent a throb rocking through Mike’s cock that would register on the Richter Scale.

He talked to Collin and lied, “You are certainly trying to eat my ass bitch, I think you can do a bit better, and hold your tongue stuck all the way down in there longer than you are.”

Collin responded with a fresh new wave of pressure from his tongue, and he dutifully did as he was bid. From his perspective this was hard work, especially as long as he had been going at it. He knew this act had two purposes to it; One was to stimulate Mike’s areas back here and therefore make them feel good. He also knew what part of Mike's body which he currently had his tongue stuck all the way into right now. The second part was that it was an act fraught with humiliation. I mean how else could you put it, ‘My Master loves it when I shove my tongue up his ass and lick all around it.’? Yes, Collin was laying there licking like crazy and was laying on one of the most intense erections he had ever had. The fact that Mike wanted to humiliate him and exercise this much control over him. Plus, he gets the bonus, that it probably felt super good to him. Concepts like this was the fuel that a submissively wired brain ran on. Somehow, Mike just seemed to know all his correct formulas.

Mike was lying there feeling the waves of good feelings that radiated all through his body, he could have sworn, even his toes felt good. He had taken notice to the video that was playing on his MacBook Pro. He had not seen anyone do this before and he liked the idea of it. In the video: a good sized and muscular master, who was hung like a mule, had his slave suspended from the ceiling in a chain net, with his legs pulled straight up, apart and tied off. The big buy that was the master was opening a XXXL ribbed condom. Once it was out of the box he took and cut nearly the top quarter of it off with scissors in one neat cut. Starting to about two inches below the head of his dick, he began to roll the remainder of the ribbed condom, tightly into place over it. This was all done dramatically, so that it was clearly for the audience to see him do it. Mike knew that this huge man’s big dick partly covered with that, would equal only one thing for his male slave, pain. As this guy fucked his helpless slave, he would also get plenty of the good feeling every time he pumped. The head and the first two inches of his dick were essentially still running in bareback mode. Having so much of his shaft covered would mean it would probably take him longer to get off. Which would just make the pain last longer and when he got ready to cum, no need to stop and take off the ribbed condom. With the top of it cut off like that, he would simply blast his load all up inside of his slave. When he was finished, he would remove his cock from a red and extremely irritated anus.

As Collin continued his work and sent ripples of pleasure through Mike, he watched, and the video went pretty much as he had expected it would. At the end a neat surprise, when the big guy was spent, he had pulled his sloppy dick out of his slave. Then he had slowly rolled the ribbed condom off him and put it inside his slave’s mouth who had started to treat it kind of like a piece of chewing gum. His slave, a smaller ginger guy, happily chewed on and sucked on the used condom.

Mike thought, ‘Fuck, next time I am at a drugstore, time to get a few boxes of high quality of XXL ribbed condoms.’ He turned his body around so that Collin’s mouth was now facing his hard cock and not his ass.

He said, “Well slave, well done, you completed your task successfully of eating my ass out for an hour and a half. I will now give you your reward which will be, for starters you are sucking my dick for a while. Then I think I will get on top of you and fuck you; then blast a load deep us inside you. Let me hear you beg me to do it.”

Collin looked up at him and he looked so hot, he had been working so hard he had beads of sweat stood out on his forehead.

Collin said, “Master, will you please give me the extreme honor of letting me suck your big dick. If so, then will you also please get on top of me and fuck me hard till you bust your load? Please master, I want it so bad.”

This was like music to Mike’s ears, and he pointed the big head of his dick and put it up against Collin’s lips.

What Collin, had just begged Mike to do because it was something Mike liked you to do. He really did want him to do it, every single bit of it. He obediently opened his mouth wide and began to snake his way down onto his master’s big cock. His mouth was already watering heavily before he slid the head of it inside his mouth. It helped to lube the process and he just kept on pushing it further; first towards the back of his throat and now down into it.

As Collin pushed more and more of Mike's cock down into his throat, it was warm, moist, and tight which caused Mike to moan a little. He grabbed Collin’s head and pulled him off and there was a loud kind of wet snapping sound as Mike’s big cock popped free of Collin’s throat. Mike got up and grabbed his slave’s shoulders and sat him up on his knees. He walked around him and stuck his dick back into his mouth. Collin immediately attacked it as if he was trying to swallow every cell of it down into him. Mike had grabbed the back of his head with his hands and made sure he did not cheat. Mike really enjoyed using his hands, the back of his legs, the back of a leather belt, back up against a wall; all would work. To not only immobilize someone’s head, but it allowed you go pull them forward, each time you thrust it down into them. It was Collin staring up into his eyes which was what was giving him the most powerful feelings.

None of them had ever been as compliant as this one, and the look right now in Collin’s eyes, was clear to see. He was truly enjoying Mike fucking his throat and mouth, or perhaps he was just enjoying that he was tied up and when a dick this size was run down all the way into his throat. It would continue to do that if the person operating the dick wanted it to happen. Collin realized that Mike had not lied to him. He had told he would grow to like it and crave it all. That is what seemed to be happening now, and Collin thought that he would probably let Mike do anything to him he wanted to.

They had a rhythmical type of squishing noise going on now as every time Mike pulled back and his dick came out of Collin’s throat there was a little pop and a squishier sound as he pushed back down in there. He reached over and picked up a couple of alligator clamps off the bed where he had laid them. At an angle that his webcam would see, he slowly attached one clamp onto one of Collin’s nipples and then the remainder onto the other.

Collin was obedient and did not disobey and stop, but damn that smarted, “Mumm!”, kind of hard to speak with, a 10” dick down your throat.

Mike continued to steadily pump, and he was getting primed to fuck. There was one thing you could bet on; his slave’s ass was going to be sore tomorrow. On what Mike had just been thinking about, he knew several people that were into this stuff like he was and talked to them from time to time. Many of them made a secret joke of the fact that they would give their slaves a safe word, which is a good concept for this world. The individuals he was talking about, seemed to pride themselves that when they did this. Anytime they were going to be doing something intense, often the slave would be gagged or have a dick shoved in their mouths. It was like bait and switch in advertising, make them feel as if they have some control, then remove even that.

Mike pulled his dick out of Collins mouth and saliva dripped all over the covering over the top of the bed.

He said, “Lay down flat on your stomach bitch. The poll on the feed I am running, is heavily favoring me painting your face with cum so after I fuck you. When I pull out and come around, open that mouth as wide as you can, stick that tongue out, and tilt your head back.”

Collin could speak now and said, “Yes, Master.”

Mike went around and got into position as he used some of warmed lube to slick his big instrument up. He grinned and reached over on the bed and got two more alligator clamps and this time each one of Collin’s ear lobes got one.

He would have got the full brunt of that pain, but he was being slightly distracted as Mike worked that big cock of his into Collin’s ass. There was no longer any reason to be gentle with this process so Mike was not, in any way. This got several.

“Uhm, uhm and uhm,” from Collin as having a fast insert like this would have to be somewhat painful. It would start to feel good here in just a minute, who cared about the pain. It was a turn on to Mike, and Collin had begged, signed contracts, sworn some oaths. All just to affirm Mike could do anything he wanted to him sexually. One of the things you can sort of bank on if you submit to a sadist like Mike, he was going to cause you some pain from time to time. On the computer screen beside the bed, you could see a view of their faces. Collin Smith was just Collin Smith, today, Mike had on something that sort of made him look like Lawrence of Arabia which was obscuring his identity. The thousands watching this online could not see the shit eating grin Mike had on his face as he drove his giant organ relentlessly deep into his slave. Then he pressed his body down harder onto Collin’s back and began to scoot his hips forward and back. This changed the angle of his dick a little each time he drove it deep, and it felt almost too good for words and was really turning up the heat,

Collin rode the pain out of Mike having power driven his dick down inside him to just transition to long, slow, and powerful thrusts. It had hurt like a son-of-a-bitch at first and there was no cool down period given this time. Usually, Mike would get it all the way in him and let it sit there for a while before he is fucking his brains out. This time, however, he had just rammed the whole thing home and immediately began to pump him hard. It took a couple of minutes for him to catch up yet, sure enough, it suddenly had started to feel good, Oh, so fucking good.

He said, “You will just have to discipline me Master, but that is starting to feel so good. Thank you for allowing me to tongue your ass, suck your dick and fucking me.”

This went right along like a sweet melody and was just like the way matter in all our universe is vibrating to a specific frequency. It was one of the most beautiful statements that Mike had ever heard in the private realm of the bedroom.

His voice was heavy, and he was breathing hard, “I tell you what slave, you are up. I am always looking for new and exciting ideas of things to do to people.” He kept right on steadily fucking Collin hard as he talked. “So, you violated the no talking rule, and it was what I like to hear, and you are becoming a good slave. I will give you a chance to choose your punishment, but it must be something unique. In that I have not done it to you or made you do it yet. If I find your answer is sufficient, I will use it, if not I will....”, he considered for a moment. Then his eyes lit up, “Otherwise, I am going to use the W.W.I. style gas mask on you and we will have us about an hour-long suffocation session. I am excited about using it, I just got it back from having it altered and it arrived yesterday. I had them put, whatever the diameter of the hose, now it has a new opening that was basically a threaded screw hole to house an end cap. which is a female screw end. You then simply take one of the end caps that came with it and screw it on, and it forms an airtight seal. That leaves both of my hands free with which to do all kinds of stuff. Sadly, you will not be able to breathe during this time, but that is your place, you are a slave. Make it good.”

Collin was at a slight disadvantage here, as Mike was really wearing his prostate out with that behemoth cock of his that he was really pounding Collin with now. (Mike knew he was on that area, and it would make Collin have to work through the good feelings to try and think. He liked that as well and would have to do it more often.

Collin was building towards a hands-free climax and each time Mike pushed his cock in him or pulled it out and the tissue of his cock was contacting Collin’s prostate gland, it was sealing the fate that that was to be an inevitability. That was when out of the corner of the eyes he caught site of the off silver colored roll of duct tape Mike had laid on the bed. An ideal began to form in his mind, was he really going to suggest that.?

Mike said, “Well if you don’t have anything, I suppose the mask it is.” Mike knew this was just another sort of trick like in advertising. If the boy thought up something good to add to his library of pleasures, fantastic. He knew he had the mind for it because he liked what Mike was doing to him. Regardless of what he came up with, it was early in the day yet, and before this day was over; he would end up solidly tied in some way with that mask on him and Mike starting into his eyes through the faceplate on it as he had the air flow cutoff. He had to be careful he was getting a bit too hot in no time flat.

Collin finally spoke, “Master, I have an ideal.”

Again, the people watching from online when they saw the angle with Mike’s covered face over Collin’s clearly visible one, none of the viewers could see the wicked grin on Mikes face.

He nudged Collin and accentuated it with an exceptionally powerful thrust.

Collin went, “Oh! I beg you master please don’t pull up short and not let me cum this time, I feel like I am on fire.”

Collin pulled his thrusts way back and was not going deep enough any longer to be hitting his prostate. He could still fuck him with the first half of his dick. Plus, he needed to cool down a little he was about to blow, and he was not ready yet.

He said, “Let’s hear this amazing ideal that you have for me slave and that will decide that.”

Collin felt odd saying this a bit, “Master, I see that you have a roll of duct tape on the bed. What if you fuck me till you are ready to cum, then when you are ready, you shoot it into my mouth, but don’t let me swallow it. Then you tape my mouth shut and leave me tied that way will you decide I can gulp it all down. You can pull the tape back and check to make sure I am holding it anytime. Master.”

Mike was silent for a moment as he thought, then started using the full length of his cock again to fuck Collin with. Immediately, the slave was thrown back into bliss, it had been a short break, so it would not take long to get back there. He couldn’t believe what he had just said had come out of his mouth. It had also seemed to satisfy his master, and it made him ache all over, he was so fucking close.

Mike was building his slave’s tape gag with two pieces of tape stuck taped together, side by side. He was burning a little bit too, he fucking liked what his slave came up with. A friend of his that was a bit older and had been in this game for a while and was like Mike; had once said to him, ‘A champion slave will help you develop a comprehensive tasks and punishment arsenal.’ Apparently, his friend had been right. His slave craved the stuff he did to him as much as Mike enjoyed doing them to him. He positioned himself a bit and got Collin back up on his knees and got behind him and rammed his dick home again. He was taking no prisoners this time and it was hard and fast and never forget deep that he went.

It did not take long, and Collin made a sound like someone dangling on the edge of pleasure and was fast approaching. Mike managed to go even faster; the break had allowed him to recover better.

Collin finally said, “Jumping fucking, ‘Jiminy Cricket”!

The web cameras all tuned into the one showing Collin from the front and from his chastity cover, he erupted hands free. The orgasm was so powerful that it momentarily took Collin’s breath away. There could not be anything that feels this good he thought to himself. He would have sworn even the tips of his fingers were tingling and even felt good.

 Mike pulled out and got to his feet on the bed and walked around and got to where Collin could easily suck his dick, and the camera would see the big cum shots he planned to be blasting out. He pushed his dick into Collin’s mouth who took it, and Mike grabbed his head, and used it, like sex toy to suck him off.

Mike growled, “Work it cocksucker, and don’t let reflex get you on this one. When I start shooting you stop swallowing until I say otherwise, and I will be checking. Don’t just sit there and hold it in there, swish it all around and you can even gargle with it. Just imagine I am blasting mouthwash in there and hygiene is very important. I will be pulling out and laying my head on your tongue so all the wonderful viewers can share seeing me shooting large amounts of cum in your mouth. You are such a lucky bitch.”

Mike had sped up with the mouth fucking and then he pulled back and laid the beautiful large head of his dick solidly onto Collin’s tongue. He reached down with his big right hand and jacked on his cock. In just a minute, enormous shots of cum started shooting into Collin’s mouth and a bit trailed down onto his tongue. Mike took the hand holding his cock and squeezed it from the bottom up and another liberal amount of cum spurt out and oozed down onto Collin’s tongue.

Collin had felt as the fluid began to shoot in his mouth and he did want to swallow, but he did not. Master’s cum always tasted a bit metallic and was a bit bitter but he had grown to like it. Mike stood over him filling his mouth with it and dripping it onto his tongue. He finished and took and used Collin’s stuck out tongue to wipe what little cum that was left on his dick on. He was finally clean and satisfied.

“Lick your lips and get all that cum off of them and the corners of your mouth.”

Collin’s tongue carefully popped out and he carefully cleaned it all off as told. Mike then took a paper towel to gingerly dry Collins mouth or anyplace the tape needed to be placed. The he sealed his mouth up with the tape and sealed it good.

On the website, Mike wearing the mask sit down next to Collin and grabbed his chin and pushed his head up a little.

Collin, his hair was frazzled a bit, his eyes were full of afterglow from where his cannon had fired, and his mouth was taped shut with quite a bit of Mike’s cum in it. His Master had been a sexual dynamo this morning and before it was over with. Mike had made him hold that in his mouth for nearly fifteen minutes. He had told Collin that was a keeper and the amount of time would probably go up a little every time he made him do it.