Its Mia's turn

"Its my turn now, cumrag!"

Sweat trickled down between my neck as my pulse raced uncontrollably. I had almost forgotten about Mia. She stepped forward, her foot crumpling a red soda can that was dumped on the floor. Forcefully gripping my hair, she pulled my head up to meet her gaze.

Her piercing gaze bore into mine, cold and unforgiving. "I won't go easy on you like Lola did," she growled.

Before I could react, she forcefully propelled me against the wall, then pushed me to the ground. Now kneeling before her, my eyes twitched in fear. Her massive, disheveled member now threateningly close to my face. The thick phimosis cock, covered in grime with smegma congealing around its tip, hung low between her powerful thighs. Its unique snout-shaped foreskin was taut and lined with sensitive ridges that only added to its uncanny presence. She wants me to suck her ugly, dirty, smelly, sea slug, anteater, space alien looking cock.

"Since you want to be a good sissy so bad, why don't you clean me off."

"Go on, clean me in one long lick, from my asshole to my tip. And I warn you, if you so much as flinch or show the slightest hint of revulsion... well, let's just say things won't go very well for you." Her voice dripped with venom, making it clear that there would be no mercy for a 'bad sissy'.

Her command sent a chill through my entire body. Why does she want me to do this?

Mia gripped her own weighty balls before lifting them up to reveal her wet, swollen sex. Her slit glistened with arousal, the tiny bud of her anus peeking out from beneath.

"And no rushing!" she purred dangerously. "I want you to savor every inch of me."

I hesitantly leaned underneath, pressing my stretched out tongue against her puckered rosebud. I felt the tight ring of muscle contract around my tongue. The smell was unbearably foul. It had a strong, salty flavor reminiscent of hard cheese, like parmesan. Moving up, I licked along her taint, taking note of the prominent vertical strip of raised skin running through it.

It must be sensitive because she let out a soft moan. Reaching her vulva, I parted her moist folds with my tongue. Her flavors were strong with a tangy, vinegary taste. As I moved up, my noses hit her warm ballsack. Its heat and musk masked my face and the smell of sweat and sex filled my nostrils, forcing me to close my eyes. Carefully licking her massive clit caused her to let out a guttural moan.

"That's it, cumrag," she cooed.

Moving higher, I came across her sweaty swollen ball sack. I could feel actual salt crystals nestled within its crevices, which burned a pungent salty, fishy flavor into my tongue. Finally, I reached the base of her monstrous member, covered in grime and smelling terrible. Dragging my tongue along the putrid length, I barely reached the tip of her snout-like shaped phimosis foreskin. The smegma congealed around the tip of her foreskin hit my taste buds.

Too much... its just too much. It taste so much worst than Lola's. Like bad fish oil on rancid yogurt. I can't... I just can't hold a straight face anymore. I won't ma-

SMACK!

Mia slapped me out of my stupor. It burned like fire on my skin, but it was a much-needed wakeup call. I was nearly lost for a second there. I almost gave up on my dream, but she helped me break my daze. With renewed determination, and sincere gratitude, I told her, "Thank you."

Unbeknownst to me, Mia stood there in utter disgust and lost in thought.

"I hit her and the first thing she says is 'Thank You!' Not even an 'ouch,' but 'thank you?' This is all wrong. I was hoping she'd break under the disgust, give me an excuse to hurt her... But instead, she thanks me? What kind of sissy am I dealing with here? Where is the resistance? I wanted to break her, make her scream and beg for mercy. But she just... keeps happily submitting. She's ruining this for me. There is no pleasure, no satisfaction in dominating a sissy who's so utterly submissive." She ferociously thought to herself.

While she was thinking, I went back to cleaning her cock with vigor. Sliding my tongue into her snout-shaped foreskin was not easy. Her foreskin was extremely tight, pressing my tongue flat against her glans. I couldn't imagine how painful is for her to be this hard with severe phimosis like this. The taste of smegma on my tongue made it difficult to concentrate, but I **** myself to keep licking and cleaning around the bulb. I paid special attention to the ridge behind the head of her penis. It was covered in small bumps that rubbed against my tongue. Working methodically, every bit of smegma and grime was thoroughly removed.

By now, Mia had fully collected her thoughts and she was pissed. "Okay, you little toilet slut!" she growled. "If you enjoy cleaning me so much, why don't you try this?" She thrust her throbbing length roughly into my unprepared throat.

My gag reflex exploded as the thick, hot shaft pressed past it, filling my mouth and pushing down my throat. I tried desperately not to **** or gag as I wrapped my lips around the base of her cock, hopelessly trying to create some suction to ease the invasion. The skin beneath my lips burned from the sensation of being stretched beyond their limit. Every time I thought I couldn't take any more, she would thrust deeper and deeper, making me gag and ****.

I could feel tears streaming down my face as I struggled to breathe.

She has to stop. I have to stop her or I'm going to die. I need to hit her balls or bite down on her cock something or wait no... I flashed back to when I was deep throating Lola.

"Listen carefully, Cutie," Lola's voice echoed. "You have to learn to control your gag reflex if we're ever going to get this right. You need to accept me inside you, all the way."

I stopped gagging.

“Good, good. Don’t forget to take deep breaths through your nose,” echoed those words of wisdom.

I took my first breath of musky air coated in the scent of her unkempt pubic hair. I was going to make it.

These developments infuriated Mia.

"No, no, no, no!" she panted with bated breath.

"This isn't working. This is supposed to be ****! Not some perverted lesson in how to suck cock!" Mia yelled in her own mind. "Fight back!"

By this point, Mia was to far gone to pull out and began to orgasm. Her body arched back as her hips bucked wildly, driving her cock deeper into my mouth and throat. As her release built up, I felt her thighs tremble against my head. The hot, salty liquid exploded from her cock as she came hard, filling my mouth with a thick, creamy load.

It tasted like battery acid. Once in my mouth, it started gelatinizing into a jello like mess that stuck to my tongue and teeth.

Seeing me struggling with this brought joy to Mia's eyes.

"You better swallow my load, cumrag!" she smirked."And make sure you do it with a smile."

"There is no way she can swallow my rancid cum."she thought to herself with glee. "And when she does spit it out, I'm going to punish her."

Despite the revulsion, I knew better than to refuse her command. Carefully, I chewed and swallowed every drop, forcing myself not to gag on the rancid flavor. Only then did I manage to summon a sickly smile for her satisfaction.

Mia watched in disbelief as I managed to swallow her "seed." Her expression fluctuated wildly, oscillating between anger and confusion. Internally, she had expected resistance, but I showed none. It was as if I had robbed her of something.

SMACK!

Unable to contain her frustration any longer, she slapped me hard across the face. "What the hell do you think you're doing!?!" she demanded, her voice laced with both rage and hurt. Tears welled up in my eyes from the stinging sensation.

Still reeling from the slap, I looked up at her with a mixture of confusion and fear. "I... I just did what you wanted," I stammered, my voice hoarse from the aftertaste of her cum. "Why are you angry?"

Her face was flushed with embarrassment from realizing her hypocrisy. Then, without another word, she started walking away from me, out of the living room. Without even pulling up her pants. When she reach the door to her bedroom, she turned back, her face red and filled with tears.

"I'M NOT ANGRY, PERVERT!" her voice cracked. Then she slammed her door shut.