The email certainly got my attention.
"Hey cocksucker. I've seen what a cock slut you are, so you're getting a special invitation to our slut soiree."
Over the 20 plus years in the scene, I had progressed from playing in the BDSM houses in NYC to almost exclusively booking sessions with independents. Well versed on the receiving end of CBT, bondage, whippings, verbal humiliation, and golden showers, I became immersed more frequently in dildo training, servicing Mistress' strap on and begging for the pegging.
A wonderful Mistress who had a passion for forced bi suggested it was time for me to take the next step, and we agreed that She would bring along one of Her male sluts. Midway through the session, I found myself chained to the ground, Her naked slut hanging in front of me, and, under Her direction, put my dildo training to work on a real cock. From there, I gravitated to Mistresses who enjoyed watching their slaves service bulls.
I had sessioned with Mistress VC four or five times before Her special invite. At our first session, I spent the first half hour licking and sucking Her strapon, and, after begging sufficiently, She fucked me hard and deep. She was pleased with my oral worship, and arranged for stunt cocks in subsequent sessions.
My most memorable cocksucking session has turned out to be the Halloween "Suck Soiree" hosted by Mistress VC. She and a girlfriend, Domina T., were lining up slaves for a dick-sucking marathon on Halloween, with a tiered pricing schedule: one hour - one dick, two-plus hours - two-plus dicks, etc. The top tier was serving both Goddesses and all cummers at an after-hours party at the local gay bar.
She told me I was a natural at cocksucking and needed to be turned out at a play party with multiple dommes and dicks. I really wanted to please Her, and my thoughts of spending hours as Their cock slut and cum dump had my imagination running wild! Thoughts of the two dommes watching and laughing while I was on my knees sucking cock for them at the Ramrod club had me hard as a rock. However, I was worried that I wouldn't be able to handle the intensity of such a session. Despite all my best effort, I could only commit to one hour, but down inside, I figured that was the safer route.
After two weeks full of anticipation, I was finally on my way to a new level of servitude.