Submitting to a Master's cock

After my night with the three studs last weekend, I was beginning to think this was a dream. I hadn’t had sex that good for years. But we were going to get it on again next Friday. I had given Master James my phone number and when he rang me mid-week I asked him if he would flog me again, I wanted to experience that endorphin rush.

He answered “I will flog you hard and then fuck you even harder and fill you with my load.” I guessed he would be stroking himself as he said this and I was already feeling my own cock. When he hung up I pumped out a load just thinking about having his hard body wrapped around me, penetrating me, dominating me totally.

When Friday night came and I presented myself at the Collingwood house, it was Master James who led me into the play room, and hooked my wrists up into the cuffs. This time he was wielding the flogger and each time he landed a blow on my back he asked me what I wanted, and each time I told him I wanted him to dominate me totally and make me his slave.

I started to space out as the endorphins kicked in, and he unhooked my arms and took me on the bed offering me some amyl which aroused me even more. At first we fucked slow and sexy, his tongue invading my mouth and I felt filled with him in me both ends.

Eventually he began to speed up the pace and I told him, “Please sir, I have wanted your hard body all week long, please claim me as your slave, please breed me.” He soon flooded my hole with a frantic load, and we lay locked together for a long time.

Master Jason and Master Richard had generously left us to be together for a while, but when we roused ourselves and showered, Master James told me to go and look after our hosts. I found them in the kitchen having a beer. I knelt down in front of Master Jason and told him “Sir, this bitch is thirsty, may I please have something to drink.”

Sure enough he was soon sending a stream of hot man-piss down my throat and his lover then took over for his turn to fill my belly with stud-piss. Afterwards they took turns to fuck me right there in the kitchen, lifting me off my feet as they filled me with their cum-loads, groaning and muttering filthy talk into my ear as they did so.

We crashed for the night, and after breakfast the next morning I walked with Master James to his apartment which was just a block away. We had a slow, sexy session of kissing, and he turned me on by spitting into my mouth and ordering me to return it. It was something I had never done before but I loved it and soon we were swapping spit and I developed a massive hard-on. I begged him to take me and he did so in the lounge-room, on the rug, pulling his phone out to record his cock sliding into me and the sound of me whimpering “Please master, fill your slave with your seed.”

I had become a total submissive and was hooked on being used by a hard,virile man.

Later that afternoon, after a lazy snooze in bed, Master James slid his tongue into my mouth and started kissing me passionately. I was in fucking heaven, this man was so hot. Then he lay me on my back and lifted my legs. But instead of his cock entering me it was his tongue. He rimmed me for ages and I was in ecstasy. Then finally he moved forward and plugged his manhood into me and began to fuck as we shared a deep breath of amyl.

As I felt the rush of the amyl warming me, I begged him to make me his bitch and Master James started pounding into me and grunting like a wild animal before finally pumping his semen deep inside me and collapsing on top of me to drift off to sleep.

When I woke up he was looking straight at me and he said “Where do you want to go from here?”.

I replied “Anywhere you want to take me, Master, I am yours if you will have me.”

After that I was his regular sex slave every weekend. He often used the flogger on me to give me the endorphin rush I loved so much, and we had sex in every position imaginable, but always it was him dominating me and using me as his slave that made me feel so complete.

He often shared me with his friends Master Richard and Master Jason. That stopped our sex from getting predictable, in a group situation there is plenty of opportunity for different experiences. I love group sex but at the end of a session I always want Master James to wrap his hard body around me and tell me I’m his slave as he fills me with his cum-load.