Continued from part 1...
My Master, Rob, had just made me cum with his fingers and mouth. He made me wait for him to give me permission before I came. That was the control that I had been longing for. Laying there arms and legs bound, at his mercy, with him deciding how and telling me when I was going to cum made it one of the most powerful orgasms I had ever had.
Once he made me cum with his fingers, he put his mouth on my center and began licking and sucking the cum that was leaking from me. I laid spread eagle, secured to the bed posts, trying to bring my breathing under control. My pussy was still having spasms and his mouth was doing nothing to lessen that. I wanted to lift his head from my center, but I was bound and at his mercy. Once he had lapped up all my juice, his tongue started probing my pussy. Darting in and out, twisting and turning. I gasped as he fucked me with his tongue and his fingers played with my clit. "Oh God" I moaned.
I struggled to close my legs. He noticed and chuckled as he continued to tongue fuck me. He knew of my struggles receiving oral sex and had told me that he would use my body for his pleasure any way he saw fit. I would just have to get over my fears regarding oral sex, if he wanted me to cum from his mouth.
Although I still felt uneasy about it, I couldn't stop myself and pushed myself against his mouth. I wanted more. My entire body was focused between my legs. I could think of nothing more. I wanted to cum again. I wanted to please my Master. I barely heard an animal noise and realized that it came from me. I'd never made such primal sounds before then. Knowing I was ready to cum, he pinched my clit and thrusted his tongue deep inside me. I couldn't hold back any longer. I came again, harder than I had the first time. I could feel my pussy clenching and the cum dripping. My Master continued to suck at my juice, drinking it all down.
He continued to play with my pussy, my clit and my nipples with his mouth, tongue and teeth for what seemed like hours. I don't know how many times I came. Each time I would beg him to stop, telling him I didn't think I could handle anymore. He told me over and over that he would decide when I'd had enough. Although I didn't think I could have another orgasm, I always wound up begging him to let me cum. I would move my hips to fuck his fingers or his tongue. I would beg him to go deeper. I would whimper his name and moan. He would bring me to the edge and then back off, not allowing me to cum when I was ready, but making me wait until he was ready. Every time I would cum, he would lap at my juices and it would start all over again. My entire body was shaking with the intense orgasms I had had and I was exhausted. He looked up at me, his face covered with my cum and smiled, saying "Well done my pet."
He climbed my body and straddled me, his rock hard cock resting between my breasts. He told me to open my mouth and I obeyed. As my mouth lay open and hungry, he slowly fed his cock to me, telling me not to suck. He watched as I struggled not to wrap my lips around his cock and suck as it lay in my mouth. He slowly began to move his hips back and forth, sliding his cock in and out of my mouth, over my bottom lip.
"Wrap your lips around my cock and suck" he said.
I began to suck for all I was worth. I wanted nothing more than to give him the best blow job he had ever had. My tongue ran down the bulging vein on the top of his cock when he thrusted in and slid along the bottom of his cock when he pulled out. I darted my tongue in and out of the slit at the tip of his penis when he was almost all the way out of my mouth. I begin to suck harder and he began to thrust harder deeper and faster. Since I was still bound to the bed, he controlled the depth that his cock went into my throat and the speed. He slowed down and started moving his cock in and out slowly, savoring the sucking sensation and the feeling of my tongue running all over his shaft inside my mouth. I could feel his cock growing thicker in my mouth. Every moan encouraged me to do better.
He suddenly thrusted his cock deep into my throat, causing me to gag. He held it there and told me to calm down. His hand massaged my throat as my eyes teared from gagging. He slowly slid back and then thrust in again. I gagged again. "Pet, we're going to keep doing this until you relax" he warned me.
I struggled to relax. "Look at me" he told me. I looked at him in the eye as he thrusted in again. Just as he's thrusting in he commanded me to relax. This time I obeyed and he slid in without my gagging. "That's a good girl," he groaned with satisfaction. He started thrusting harder and quicker, his breathing becoming deep. My tongue was now caressing his shaft inside my mouth, until he was in so deep my tongue was able to lick his balls. He pulled almost all the way out, watching his cock slide between my lips. His eyes moved to mine as he thrusted back in deep. I heard him moan in pleasure.
He reached behind him and began to play with my nipples, rolling the hard nubs between his finger and thumb. I arched my hips as my nipples sent sensations to my pussy. He smiled and said "No, my pet, this time is for me." As he continued to fuck my mouth with his cock, he also continued to play with my nipples. Hearing me moan, he warned me not to cum. I moaned again in frustration. "I don't like your tone" he warned, "We'll deal with that later."
He thrusted in harder, making me feel like his cock was going to go all the way thru me. He kept rocking, thrusting in and out of my hot, wet, wanting mouth. At that point, I don't know who was enjoying the blow job more, him or I. "You're my cum slut, aren't you?" he asked.
