Obedient

Fear grips your whole body like a giant invisible hand. The thought of being enslaved was forming pictures and little movies inside your head which make you cringe and you feel panic surging up inside your body like hot lava, burning all your other senses. You shake your head for dear life, as if you are trying to get rid of a swarm of flies.

"Good" the woman coos, coldness and anger gone but her hand still painfully gripping your face. "Then beg me to not take you as my new ****. And don't forget to add a 'Mistress' at the start so I know you are talking to me, boy." She sings the words, as if praising a little child that painted an ugly picture and she didn't want to hurt it's feelings. The fingers which press into your cheeks, draw back a bit, allowing you to speak audibly, her cock rising to your lips, waiting, hungry for you.

"Mistress, please don't make .." but before you could continue your hoarse begging, she pile-drives her whole, semi-hard length of about 14 inches into your mouth down your gullet, pulling your head into her jeans and crotch. "God, you are thight, boy!" Her moan is barely hearable through the wave of sensations, her thick fat cock sends through you. Tears shoot into your eyes while you gag and **** violently and bring your hand up in a reflex. "Nonono!" You hear her hum happily, while her plump slug slowly grows hard in your throat and you feel the blood pulsating through thick veins imprinting in your throat. "No complaining! Just service this nice lady who just saved you from slavery." She clogs your windpipe as her dick finally grows hard inside you. About 17 Inches, you guess while her dick takes a good rest in your gullet and salivating mouth.

"Don't forget that you have a tongue." You give your air-craving body the command to move your tongue, getting affirmation that your body complied by her soft moans and her hand thightly gripping your hair. The woman humps your body in short thrusts, making sure that you get no fresh oxigen and thus testing your resolve of not becoming her **** boy. You loose feeling of your body, dark shrouds move in front of your eyes, making the darkness of the room even darker like a impenetrable wall, while her cock covers your gullet in thick globs of precum, laying in your throat like a obese constrictor.

Then she pulls out, until only her pulsating head remains in your mouth, dripping salty precum onto your tongue while you take deep breaths of sweet air with your nose. "You would make a fine sex ****. You sure you don't want to?" You think about nodding or shaking your head, but she could interpret your answer the way she wanted, so you just keep still and start suckling on her slimy cock tit in hopes of making her cum.

"What a shame!" real disappointment in her voice.

She then starts sawing her 17 inch cock in and out of your throat in long thrusts, keeping your head in place and only moving her own hips. Her girth keeps on blocking your air supply with every thrust letting the whole experience be like a soft version of waterboarding, making you cough and **** even when you have grown familiar with her immense dick. But she just keeps mercilessly fucking your face, not caring for your coughing fits while her raging boner violates your throat and long threads of your salvia run down your chin and drop to the ground. And there is nothing you can do about it, if you don't want to end up as her cock sleeve for the rest of your life.

"Be sure to spill not a single drop of your meal, you know the consequence, boy!"

Her moans become animalistic grunts while her cock grows steal hard in your numb throat. Every thrust of her vibrates through your whole body, her fucking changes to a wild onslaught of varying thrusts, from short humps while you are fully skewered to long smacking ramming of her whole length in and out of your mouth and gullet. The steel cock in your throat forces you to bow forward and put you back in your neck as it becomes less and less flexible, making the whole Scenario look like an offering from you to her. You feel her dick flexing uncontrollably as her hot sludge makes its way over your lips, tongue and throat to the tip. She keeps sawing in and out as her salty cream errupts into you, washing over your throat and into your mouth. Desperately forcing yourself to drink all of her torrent of semen as it tries to escape past your lips, she painfully grips your hair and lets out loud moans and then finally shoves her horse cock the whole way down your throat again, bathing it in her own cum.

You feel your air run out again, as the last spurts of her spunk land in your gullet and her cum slug slowly goes dormant inside you. Your whole mouth is still filled with viscous and salty-sweet girl goo, you are blowing your cheeks while slowly gulping it down. "Drink all of my lovely cream, little boy." She purrs as she notices your **** attempts to keep all of her cum inside of your body. She pulls slowly out of you, threads of salvia still connecting you with her, and you stop gobbling down her nectar for a moment to catch a few breaths of air.

"Clean me." The woman commands, waving her almost limp 13 inches in front of your face, just streaks in the darkness.

You obediently begin lapping the resude cum and sweat from her dick, cleaning every corner. Your tongue runs up and down her circumcised shaft, poking the nook under her glans finding some last specks of her cum and then running over her mushroom head like a dog happy to see his owner.

"Good." she pulls her dick away from you, still leaving it hanging outside. "Now do my two friends and you are released." Her shadow sits down on a desk behind her and motions the 4th person, which was sucking the other women, over to her with one hand.

Another cock soon fills your throat. The taste is different, a bit sour, but the dominant smell of the apparent leader of the group is overpowering it. Her big balls are fully exposed and hit your chin with every thrust. She has the habit of shoving all of her 14 inches down your cock tube and flexing her buried dick while you greedily suck and lick every bit of flavour off her meat, awaiting her womanly cream impatiently.

"Fuck, you are a good cock sucker, boy! Miss, you are sure you don't want to keep him?" The words make you **** on her cock for a second, earning a unintended moan from her while fear takes grip of your chest again. But the Miss just laughs brightly. "I will think about it." You start sucking the cock for dear life again even though you heard the tease in her voice, running you tongue all around the hard wet shaft and trying to make a vacuum in your mouth, **** and gagging and more ****.

"Holy shit, boy, you don't seem satisfied with my compliment. So eager to please me." Her dick now pistoning in and out of your fuck gullet, a spit-precum mixture foaming on your lips from the rapid movement. "Oh fuck you are hungry. Don't you get fed at home, little boy? If you come with us you will never feel hungry again, I personally will make sure of that! But let's still your hunger first." and with that a second wave of girl goo gets deposited in your throat, gushing into your stomach, renewing the slick warmth spreading through your body. Pulling her dick slowly out she makes sure you get a good taste of her sour milk, before fully withdrawing her dick with a loud 'Pop!'. Holding her wet and smelly meat under you nose she signs you to clean it. After lapping on her dick until she tells you to stop you are ablet to get a quick glance of the leader and the other boy. You watch in shock as she brutally slams his head up and down her shaft, his body hanging limply from the grip of her hand looking like a lifeless doll. It makes your own face fucking session seem like eating cotton candy.

A cock smacking into your face, turns your attention away from the leader to the last shadow of a woman standing in front of you. "Like what you see, boy?" Before you are able to answer she pile-drives her 15 inches into your gaping oral entrance, two rough hands grabbing your hair and viciously rip you up and down her length, just like the way you saw from leader.

Grunts and cries of pain run up your throat just to be muffled by her fat girl dick, tears run down your cheeks, your scalp feels like being ripped off and you loose your sense of balance which is only enhanced by the darkness of the room. You feel your hands go up, trying to loosen her grip on your head, totally forgetting the consequences you were promised when you resist. The woman just shoves you up and down her cock in an erratic motion, uncaring for your cries, using your gullet like a fuck toy waiting to be used and filled. Even as you grab her hands and pull at her fingers she just keeps going full **** like a well oiled motor, sawing in and out of your retching mouth, grunting and moaning.

"Hey! Don't fuck him too hard. When will you ever learn to first lure little boys like him into your home. Then you can fuck them as hard as you want and do in general anything you want to them." The sharp voice of the leader rings through the room, freeing you from the steel grip of the woman put forcing her whole length inside you.

"Sorry Miss." "Make it better the next time. Now feed him so we can keep searching for a naive and willing boy."

The woman now just fucks you in a steady pace, showing nothing of the brutallity from before. You feel her dick flex inside you and then globs of cum running down your throat, joining the spunk of the two other women in you stomach. After the twitching of her cock stopped, she pulls out while you suck drops of cum from her meat. "Sorry boy for being so rough. As recompense I let you slurp the last specks of cum from my boy slayer. Would you like that?" You just nod in trance, still a bit stunned by her hard fucking. "Good." She puts her drooping meat in front of your face, and you instantly start darting your tongue all over the wet warmth. You find the most of her residue spunk under her mushroom head, sucking and lapping the whiteness from her pink and hot flesh.

While cleaning the third womans dick, you watch the first woman face fuck the limp body of the boy like a sexdoll and shoot her loads of salty-sweet cream into him with a last grunt. The limp body glides of her shaft to the ground, while the woman keeps cumming on him in loud splats. The boy just lays there, motionless, while he is getting showered in her spunk.

"Ooops, I overdid it a bit." She crouches down and feels under his jaw. "Good he is still alive." Standing up, as if this wasn't the first time she fucked her **** ****, she gives you a short wave with her hand. "Hey boy, come over here and clean my cock. My **** boy always sleeps like an angel after tasting my cum hose." You turn away from the dick you are currently serving and crawl over to her at all fours and she shoves her wet dick into your face. You immidiately go to work, already a superb cock cleaner.

"That's it, little boy. You are free to go. Watch out were you are going next time, not everyone is as gracious as I am." You wobble on rubber legs towards the door, feeling their piercing looks at your back, like a group of lions watch a gazelle.

Not wanting them to change their minds you **** yourself to go faster, falling into a run until you stop and hide in a doorway. You heart is bumping heavily as you try to sort your thoughts, coughing up globs of sticky cum, rain still hitting the windows. 'Why am I here again? Ah, yeah, Zoe.' You scramble to your legs and run to the next staircase, hoping she is still waiting for you, hoping she is not too mad and she will keep it gentle. You climb the steps cautiously for any sign of another sexual predator waiting for you. The image of the limp boy bobbing up and down on the cock of his mistress still haunts you, keeping your senses sharp.