Serving her Purpose

Tyson took you by the hand and pulled you along to the bedroom. He stood you in front of the bed before taking your cheek in his hand and pulling you in for a passionate kiss. You don’t fight him, why would you? He owns you.

After a few minutes of making out he grabs your shoulders and pushes you down to your knees. You don’t even need to look at him. You pull his trousers and underwear down in one motion, freeing his monster and without hesitation take it into your mouth.

Tyson threw his head back in pleasure as he grabbed your head. Not to forcing you, but encouraging. “That’s a good sissy slut” he moaned out. Hearing him say that made you want to please him even more so you start to swirl your tounge around his monstrous shaft.

Feeling his glorious BBC twitch in your mouth made you feel incredible. Knowing you were capable of making him feel like that made your cage throb. All you want in life is to serve him however he sees fit, and it pleases to know that you are fulfilling that goal well.

After a good few minuets on your knees with the fuck meat heavy on your jaw, Tyson pushed your head off his cock, causing you to gasp at the sudden intake of air.

"Is something wrong daddy? Am I not performing to standards?" You ask, panicked.

"No no, not at all" He reassured you. "Just letting you know I'm getting close to cuming and I was thinking you might want to pivot to your bussy so you might have a chance to spurt."

Your heart fluttered, he owns everything about you but still wanted to give you the chance to cum. The question is, do you take it?