I work through the rest of my chores as quick as possible whilst paying close attention to the quality of work eager to get my outfit. The heavy weight of cage pulling down on my cock really distracts me but I manage to work through it. I report to Sir that my work been completed, he inspects and confirms he is happy. “Follow me”.
Sir leads me to the bedroom where he has laid my clothes out neatly on the bed. “Take your time, I want you perfect. When you’re ready, come and join me in the front room. Don’t be late though”. Confused I start to get ready, going as quickly as I can.
First I pull on the tiny pink thong that just covers the front of the cage. It’s a solid hot pink colour with the tiniest string of material that goes down between my cheeks. Next I pull on the hot pink socks, rolling each one up my foot making sure there are no bunches. I take the diamond pattern tights next. They are a dark sheer material. Dark enough to cover my legs but the hot pink of the thong and socks stand out through the colour. I am careful whilst putting them on to make sure I don’t ladder them, I can’t afford any mistakes.
The knee length pleated skirt is next. I slide it up my legs and zip it shut at the top. Of course my idol never had it knee length, at most it was thigh height. I rolled the waistband of the skirt until the hem is mid thigh before safety pinning the rolls in place so they won’t slip down during use. I bend over and look at myself in the mirror, with a 45 degree bend at my waist a hint of the pink thong is visible, exactly what I want.
Sir has provided me with a padded hot pink bra with some fillets to pad it out, only a little size but enough to compliment the look. The white fitted blouse is next. It is a perfectly tight fit that follows the curve of my body. It is an opaque white but where the pink bra is you can see the slight discolouration of the pink showing through. Finally on top is the black sweater with my old school crest. It, like the blouse, is tightly fitted showing off my curves. To complete the look is a pair of dolly shoes which I highly shined earlier.
I stand up and look at myself in the mirror. Minus a wig and makeup up I look perfect I think. I feel my cage twitching as my cock tries to expand, instead I feel only the wetness as I start to drip. Now it’s time to impress.
I walk out to Sir as feminine as I can to find him sat back naked in his chair. “You look good, you need to work on your timing though. I think it’s now time we explored your mouth. Crawl to me and show me what you can do. Be warned though, If you do badly it will be back to wanking for you!”.
The room seems to double in size as I drop down onto the all fours. I start to slowly crawl over to Sir as he stares down at me from his chair. I try and make it sexy but it feels a bit silly. I reach Sir’s feet. “Actually I want to take some pictures first. Maybe I’ll show them to my friends toi. Now crawl back over to the door”.
I turn and start to crawl, my heart beating fast. He wants to show my pictures to others? What if I know them? “Stop, what a good view”. I hear Sirs camera click as he takes a picture of my pink thong showing through the tights under the skirt. He peels my tights down to my knees for an unobscured picture of the thong. He pulls my tights back up and gives me a spank. “ carry on and stand at the door”. I do as I’m told and pose for a series of pictures at Sir’s instruction. “You’re a natural in front of the camera. Now let’s see if you’re a natural with your mouth. Get on your knees and get back over here”.
I do as I’m told and crawl back to Sir’s feet. “Rolling up your skirt and showing off your belly button? Only sluts do that. Are you a slut?”. I nod my head. “Use your words”. I gulp, it feels ridiculous to say but I tell Sir “I’m a slut Sir”. He tuts, “I don’t think you are, your words aren’t telling me you’re a slut. I think you’re just a mistaken good girl, repeating my words”. Shaking my head, “No Sir, I’m a massive, dirty slut. I dress like a slut speak like a slut and want to show you how much of a slut I am with my mouth”. Sir laughs, “that’s more like it, now get that mouth to work”.
Greedily and clumsily I grab at your belt and trouser buttons. “Slow down slut, I’m not going anywhere”. I do as I’m told. Slowly pulling his trousers down, with Sir standing to help with that. To my surprise he doesn’t have boxers on, but that means less work for me.
I freeze for a second. I’ve handled Sir’s cock a lot with my hands and have dreamt of this moment but for a split second I don’t know how to start. I decide to start by rubbing my hands down the insides of Sir’s thighs until they are at his cock. I go to take his cock in my hands but they kept slapped away “blowjob! Not a wank”.
I lean forward and kiss Sirs balls. Kissing each one first, but then taking each one in my mouth sucking on them. I then start licking my tongue up the underside of Sir’s cock all the way from the balls to the tip where a large blob of precum is waiting for me to lick and gobble down. “Are you sure you haven’t done this before girl?”. I giggle a little and say that I’ve watched a lot of porn. “Well put your favourite scene on for me to enjoy as you blow me”. I pick my favourite CD porn and take my place at Sir’s feet again. “Now recommence”.
I lick up and down Sirs cock a few times, taking the precum each time. “I’m not a lollipop girl, stop licking me and take me in your mouth instead or I’ll make you wank me instead”. I position my mouth to Sir’s head and open it up. I take the first inch in my mouth and start to caress the head with my tongue. “How does your first cock taste girl?”. I smile and make a “mmm” noise. I start to Bob my head up and down the first couple of inches and make a humming noise as I had read that guys liked that sensation.
“Now that girl knows how to take a cock in her mouth. Is your mouth and throat not as deep as hers?”. I turn and look at the screen to see the scene where the guy is balls deep in her mouth. “I’m going to struggle with your size Sir”. Sir just makes an Hmph noise. I decide I can’t let him down so try and open my mouth up more and get halfway down his cock before I really start to gag. “You definitely need training, not a bad blowjob but I like them balls deep every time. I’m going to be nice and let you blow me to completion. Don’t drop any of my cum though!”
With that encouragement I actually push a little deeper down but can’t go anymore. Instead I start to Bob my mouth uk and down the first half of his cock. Mixing up the speeds, throwing in some humming and other noises to show Sir how much I’m enjoying him.
“I’ll warn you this time but I’m about to cum. You won’t get a warning in the future”. I feel Sirs cock starting to tense as he takes the back of my head in his hands. “Here it comes girl, enjoy”. Just as you say that you pull out and shoot the full load in my face. “If you get balls deep maybe I’ll let you take the load in your mouth next time. Now hold still for the camera. I want a picture of my load on your face, it’ll go well with the video I took of you and your first cock”.
I ask Sir if I may go and clean my face. He laughs and tells me to open my mouth. Scooping it into my mouth. The cold, congealed cum no where near as nice as when it’s fresh but I happily gobble it all up. I can feel the residue drying on my face. I look down at my jumper. it is covered in a mix of cum, precum and Saliva. “Maybe you are a dirty slut”.
