This is the second part of my first story. English is not my mother tongue, so please be gentle. Have fun.
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How did she do that? How did she get him to humiliate himself like that? Marc was still sitting on his chair in the middle of the room, inside the mistress's dungeon. Still wearing the black slutty lingerie, the transparent high heels, no panties. His arms were handcuffed behind his back and around his head was a black silken blindfold. Marc couldn't see anything, but he could feel. He felt ashamed, but weirdly satisfied. The orgasm he just had was amazing, his body still shaking. She will come back soon. Lady Stella, this gorgeous domme with the long blonde hair who seemed always to be amused by him. Marc guessed Lady Stella to be around 40 years old, slightly older than him. Slim waist, long legs, nice bosom. Marc thought she was really attractive, with that great mixture of distant arrogance and cool attitude, nevertheless friendly and smiling a lot. What will happen when she comes back? What will happen to that glass of cum?
Marc had wanted to try his own cum several times. While masturbating, the idea of tasting his own cum aroused him. But after shooting his load, he never got the guts to even try a little drop. Now there was a whole glas of milky semen waiting to be played with. After a few minutes alone in the dark, this thought kept sticking to his mind. Marc got excited again.
The door opened and Lady Stella entered the room. She seemed to put on some rubber gloves as Marc could hear the characteristic rustling sound. Suddenly he could feel her fingers at the tip of his softened dick. "I see there is still some cum leaking from your dick you naughty boy. Did our little game turn you on that much?" She chuckled, took the drops of cum from Marc's cock and smeared it across his mouth and upper lip, just under his nose. Marc was staggered. He could smell his own cum clinging under his nose. Lady Stella took his blindfold off.
He was right, she was wearing medical rubber gloves. The fingers of her right hand glistened of his cum, in her left hand, she was holding the glass. His cum. Tossing it like a scottish whiskey. It was so much cum, Marc was astonished. Lady Stella was right, their little game did turn him on. He wanted more.
"Are you ready to be treated like a real slut, Marc?" Lady Stella looked him deeply in his eyes. Marc nodded and blurted "Y-yes please. Please make me your slut." Marc had not even finished his sentence, when Lady Stella dipped four fingers of her right hand into the glass of cum, cupped her hand slightly to gather some of the creamy liquid and smacked it right into Marc's face. Cum sticked in his eyebrows, on his cheeks and lips, a little drop was hanging from his nose dangling in front of his mouth. When her hand hit him, Marc had closed his eyes. Now he was staring astonished at the smiling Lady Stella, with his mouth slightly opened. He was breathing heavily. "Stick out your tongue and catch that drop of your own spunk my little pet. I know you want it."
Lady Stella was right, Marc wanted it. He licked that one drop of cum, and then started to put his tongue out as far as he could, slowly licking his cum covered face. He tried to get as much cum as possible, and he wanted it to look slutty and greedy, while he was holding eye contact with his mistress. "Good boy, that's what I want to see. Let your inner slut out my pet", Lady Stella grinned. She put her index finger below Marc's dick and raised it. "Well well, you really seem to enjoy all of this, your cock is hard and the tip is already wet again. What a naughty little boy you are." She laughed out loud and Marc loved every second of it.
"Well Marc, there is still some cum in your glass left. I hope you have a good idea what we should do with it!" Marc was shocked. During the break, he had thought of telling Lady Stella that he would like to taste his own cum. Back then, that sounded brave and adventurous. In the meantime, Lady Stella went past that within seconds. How could he come up with an even better idea? For Marc, it was out of question that he had to come up with something, he was already so horny and he wanted to keep impressing his mistress. But Lady Stella easily read his mind and looked disappointed. "No ideas? Well, let's take care of that glass later. Look what happened to this nice dildo you had in your mouth before. It is lying on the dirty floor, that's no good. What do you think little sluts like you do with dirty dildos, hm Marc?" Lady Stella picked up the 10" rubber cock and held it in front of Marc's nose, bobbing it up and down.