Do your best to please him.

You realize that you have **** but to do as the man says. You open your mouth to him, doing your best to hide your trepidation.

The young man slides his semi-erect cock into your mouth and you close your lips around his girth, very careful to keep your teeth out of the way. He is not fully hard and his cock is malleable in your mouth, but you have no idea what else to do, so you wait.

The man thrusts his hips forward, shoving his cock deeper into your mouth. He angles his hips back, and thrusts forward again. His thrusts come in a steady slow rhythm. He holds your head between his hands to prevent the slight retreat that you make each time he moves forward.

His cock hardens quickly. You feel it grow firm and thick in your mouth until you feel like you can barely accommodate him. He groans in pleasure and increases the speed of his thrusts, forcing himself forward deeper and deeper.

His cock rams against the top of your throat with ****. You feel yourself gagging each time he presses forward, and you realize that relaxing your throat muscles will ease your discomfort. Relaxation is difficult to achieve as this man fucks your mouth, but you manage to relax some. You do not foresee the consequences.

On the next thrust, the man's cock enters your throat and he does not pull back.

"Oh... that's good..." he mutters, his voice rasping with pleasure. He presses forward even farther until his entire length is inside of you. His testes jostle against your chin. His thrusts become shallow and spastic. He refuses to retreat from your aching throat.

"Good boy," he praises you, but tears stream involuntarily from your eyes. You can only hope that he will come quickly and end this nightmare.

Despite your wishes he does not come right away. He moans and curses, and makes oaths to the gods as you pray for him to finish. When his cock swells and erupts hot fluid down your throat you cannot help but **** and sputter, but finally, finally he pulls out and releases your head. You swallow down his salty offering, unsure what else to do, and you look up at him with eyes still gleaming with moisture.

The man lowers himself to his knees and kisses your mouth. "Ah you beautiful boy. We will have such fun together. When my father is finished with you, you will come to my bed. Wait for me if I am not there. You must not disappoint me."

A sinking feeling comes over you as you realize that this encounter has only been the beginning of your life of sexual servitude. You may dream of the beautiful Adah, but your reality will be full of men like this one, and there is nothing you can do to change this.

"Pardon, sir," You hear Adah's voice and turn your head to see her leaning against the entry arch, the curtain pinned behind her. You have no idea how long she has been standing there, and presume she must have seen the indignity that you were made to suffer. "Your father has summoned Gen, and I am sent to fetch him."

"Of course," the man answers, "You must not keep my father waiting," he says to you. "The sooner you please him, the sooner you may come back to me." He pinches your nipple between his thumb and forefinger giving it a playful tweak.

"Your father will be displeased to learn you have enjoyed his new toy before him."

"Well, Adah," the young man speaks the woman's name with venom, "I see no reason why my father should know," a implicit threat seemed to tinge his words. "Besides I did not even touch the boy's precious virgin hole. I think I should be commended for showing such restraint."

"Very well then," Adah answers, "I commend you, and I will not mention what I saw here, but if your father asks I will not lie to him."

"I would request nothing more," he responds to Adah, seeming appeased. "By the way," he says looking back at you, "My name is Argos." He leans forward and whispers into your ear, "I look forward to hearing you call it out tonight."

"Come with me Gen." You get up and follow Adah into the hall. She looks you over and straightens your tunic before leading you to meet your new master.