Used Toy

Surprised I get to choose, I find myself actually looking out the window, as if his friends, one of whom enjoyed roughly humiliating me, for an answer. The only response I get is being stared at, as they are clearly too enamoured at seeing what may happen next to say or do anything. Naked before them, I manage not to let out a sigh, turning my gaze at his face, only to cast my eye at his feet.

"Master, you haven't used my mouth would ... would you want a blow job?", I asked, oddly concerned with what he may say. I heard him chuckle at that, as I stood before him. He walked slowly up next to me, running a hand through my hair, and I gasped, my mind filled with anticipation, wondering and hoping I picked the right thing to say. his left hand wrapped around my waist, suddenly yanking me forward. I found myself pressed upon him tightly, the hand in my hair suddenly pulling hard, my head being pulled off to one side. I gasped but did not resist or even speak, wrapping my arms softly around him, forcing myself to melt into him.

"My dear Slut, know what would make it better? You lying on the bed, head handing off the side, while I plunged my cock down. You'd do that for me, right?", to which I meekly nodded, "Oh, ... yes! Yes, of course, Master!", I declared, starting off at a whisper, my vice gaining volume, eager to please and happy to know how." I smile, giggling, as he moves me about the room, during which at least once I catch sight of being watched by his friends outside and his parents from the hall.

Once our bodies separated, he held out his right hand, gesturing at the bed, and I heard myself giggling softly, my arms at my side. I pause, surprised I'm actually about to do it, but the thought drifts away and evaporates moments after it crosses my mind.

I walk over, spreading my legs, making a show of it. I catch him smiling back, and with that I walk to the stand beside the bed, casually, placing myself upon it, hanging my head off the side, legs splayed wide, arms splayed out at my sides. Naked before them, I found myself seeing everything upside down, naked to the world, as he approached. I hear him unzip his jeans, and his cock shot out. He smiled, a naughty, smug expression, as he approached me, I obediently opened my mouth, and he placed a hand on the back of my head as he approached. I gasped as his cock, coming from above, ploughed its way into my mouth.

Helpless, I clung to the bed, my muscles tightening as I sought to please him, clasping my lips around his rock-hard member, using my tongue along its length. I may not have been tied up, but I may as well have been, as I held myself in place. I feel m head being pushed against the mattress as he thrust his cock into my mouth, the tip smashing near the entrance to my throat. I sought to keep my gaze on his face, though all I could see was his cock and ballsack, my view from beneath them as he pulled out and pressed his cock deep into my mouth. This time it lined up perfectly with my neck, and I felt it stretch me out as it plunged into me. I found myself happy to no longer have a gag reflex, doing my best to please him as his rock-hard member plunging deep into my throat, stretching my neck out roughly as he uses me casually.

I gasped, the sound distorted by his hard member, as he started to slowly thrust it into my neck, stretching my throat out powerfully, driving deeper with each thrust. His free hand cupped my breast, and I moaned as I sought to please him, knowing he was using me, his friends and family watching every moment. I gasped as he needed my bosom, causing me to orgasm. My muscles were tight, I held onto his bedsheets as I did my best to submissively please him.

I gasp, my breath raspy, as his cock was plunged deeper into my throat, as I lay there helpless to him. Not that I cared at all; my only concern was pleasing him, and doing my best to at it. My tongue wrapped around his member, My lips clinging to his member, tasking every bit of sweat as he drove it deep. I orgasm, harder than before, as his balls bump into my nose, blocking my view completely. "gaaaugkk .... ggguuuacccckkk." was the only sound I made, as I lay here, seeking to please him, his right hand tightly holding on to the back of my neck.

I gasp, well as I could, as he moved his hand around my neck, **** me casually, followed swiftly by holding his cock deep down my throat. Surprised, I felt my muscles tight, clinging hard to the bed, but otherwise, I may as well have been bound in place. Gasping aloud, I felt his cock being held tight down my throat, my eyes starting to water, and I blinked several times in quick succession, my view just of his member and balls. He held it there, time pacing by exceedingly slow, my mind's only desire to please him.

Once he finally pulles out, I gasped as my throat suddenly was clear, and he shackled as phlegm landed on my face, leaving me to fruitlessly blink it out of my eyes. He paused, moving his free hand to my other breast, casually squeezing it, before moving his hand to my shaved mound, rubbing across it. Just then, as I orgasmed, his cock shot back into my wide-open mouth, stretching my throat once more, even as his grip on my neck tightened. I let out a surprised cry, but otherwise submissively lay on his bed, doing my best to please him.

I moaned, my back arching as my pleasure rose, the fog in my mind responding with increasing pleasure to be so useful for him and his desires. I knew he simply sought to use me, not caring one bit for what I am ... was, I thought now. Whatever else that I've been put through, I find myself caring increasingly for him, any concern for missing my first day at work long evaporated from my mind. His rock-hard member ploughed deep down my throat once more, slowly pounding into my throat.

I held myself, effectively bound and naked before him, helpless to his desire as I submitted myself to his desires, every moment increasingly happy to be of use to him. his desires and passions. I felt his cock plunging into my neck, as he used me, played with me, my mind a cloudy wash of pleasures and desires, seeking only to submit to him. He held his cock down deep once more, my mind was vaguely aware of how slow time seemed to pass before he went back to blowing his throbbing, hard member down my mouth and deep into my throat. I cried out, my only desire was to keep being used, knowing the act was being watched, vaguely aware of their excitement, but simply choosing not to care. my chest heaved as he used me, my mind loving being able to submit to him.

Just then he started to increase in speed, plunging his cock thrust faster and faster, and I felt my pleasure skyrocket, and I climaxed as he held his cock down my throat, his balls on my nose, his grip on the tightly onto the sides of my neck. I gasped, my body jumping slightly from the mattress, as his load exploded into my throat. I had to swallow hard several times just to clear it out, only to feel more being sent into me. I gasped, doing my best to get a breath as I swallowed it all down. Once he was satisfied, he pulled out, wiping the rest into my red locks. of hair as I gasp aloud, my breath raspy, my neck finally, truly clear.

He giggled as he put his member back into his pants and put it back together, letting go of my neck in the process. Submissively, I lay there on his bed, trying to catch my breath, my only thought being how happy I was to please my master. Blinking rapidly, I do my best to clear my eyes without using my hands, which remain clinging to the bed sheets. I soon became aware of people cheering, and I soon noticed it was from his friends and family, clearly enjoying what they just watched. As I lay there submissively, slowly catching my breath, he chortled, casually rubbing my cheek as I lay prostrate before him.

"Now, ... my whore, what shall I do with you, hmm?", a naughty smile plastered on his face.