Say, "I want to suck your cock."

Pinned beneath you, your master stutters, his face flushing. "B- but I- I'm not gay."

"Sure you aren't," you say, rolling your hips from side to side and grinding your crotch against his, where you feel a responding stiffness beneath the cloth. "And I suppose that isn't a hard on I feel beneath my balls." He cringes as you lean down, putting your face close to his. "I won't tell anyone if you don't," you whisper, and then kiss his dry lips, running your tongue over the rough flesh, licking into his mouth. You feel his tongue flutter against yours and he swallows noisily.

"Well...I suppose I- I may have thought about it once or twice..." he says, his voice trailing off as you release his wrists. You wait, watching to see if he's going to try to fight you again, but he doesn't move.

"Good, master," you murmur, your hands moving to his throat, where you unfasten the clasp of his cloak, pushing the material back off his shoulders. Underneath, he's wearing an old T-shirt. You slide down his body, peeling back the cloak to reveal a pair of faded jeans concealing a promising bulge. He makes a soft, breathless sound as you cover his crotch with one hand, cupping the heat and hardness of him, before swiftly unbuttoning and unzipping his pants.

"Oh, shit," he gasps as you suddenly jerk down his jeans and underwear, his cock springing free. You wrap one hand around the satisfyingly thick shaft, massaging the base while you fondle his balls with the other. You lean down, lips parting, and take his cockhead into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the fat, smooth crown. You hear his breath catch, so you do it again, and again, then you flick your tongue along the slit, lapping up a salty drop of precum.

Your master lies there, his face turned up to the sky, his whole body shuddering as you worship his sensitive rod, running your tongue over every inch of it, discovering each spot that makes him gasp and twitch and moan. Before long, you see his stomach quiver, his breath coming is quick, shuddering gasps, and you feel his muscles tighten, his hips lifting off the ground. He's about to cum.