"Keep her at it until she can hit 8 every time."
"Yessir."
I was naked on my knees in pink panties only. No one cared about my cunt while I was in blowjob training. Plus it was my period. He was behind her, helping to adjust and tighten the strapon she would use. It went up to 10 inches but he'd set the goal at an easy level. Working to build my confidence before the final practice session scheduled in 2 days. I felt ready but then I'd always been a confident sort of girl.
"The boys will appreciate 8 – especially if she keeps up some good tongue work while they gag her."
"Yessir."
The dildo was on her and she began to lube it for me. These new self-lubing deals are much nicer. She just presses a control on the strap at her hip and a small amount of soupy, salty liquid excretes from the black rubber monster keeping it shiny and slick. Both the tip and the sides of the cock stay wet and suckable so much longer that way.
"I'll be back in about 2 hours and we'll set where we are then."
"Yessir."
I smiled at them both then and I bet they knew it even though my eyes were down on the carpet. I was always happy at those "Yessirs", not that we had much choice in any of the matters being discussed but because he had allowed us to avoid the corny "Master" BS so many of the other owners adopt. We were his. That was enough.
He walked out without another look at either of us. She approached, fisting the cock to spread the moisture. My mouth was open. We began.
It was the middle of my 2nd week in the house. I was kind of a rush job since the prior girl had flunked out only a month before the real test. It took them a week to find me and that meant they had 3 weeks total for my training. I had exactly one week now until I'd be tested for real.
Everyone on staff had been so considerate, but I realized they had to be for fear of losing another girl before the test. But I was already leaning not to take that for granted. It was in their interest to treat me well but firmly while getting me ready. Once the show ended who knows what they'd be like. As for the other girls, some were nice, some were bitches and some were cunts – and not in a good way either.
For the first 2 days I did nothing but practice kneeling, presenting and serving. That and being nude 24 x 7, which is a strange thing at the beginning. Then I had 5 days of increasingly arduous fucking practice – pussy only, but every position you can imagine and dozens I know that I had never imagined. Nights were generally with the girls, learning to eat pussy, to be eaten and how to serve other slaves. By the 8th day I knew that I was doing well. There were little whispers from the trainers after I'd completed an exercise. There were the comments from the boys they'd brought in to help test my fucking. There were the comments from Jack, who was the husband of one of the girls. There were the daggers shot at me by the other girls. I was moving ahead of them on the charts he kept.
My period is completely regular. So they timed my blowjob training to it. But the this training was harder for me. He said I had a "narrow throat," and that that was both a blessing and a hindrance. Most of the training was either me solo sucking on a dildo (under staff supervision of course) or one of the girls doing my mouth with a strapon. I preferred getting done by the girls of course – and the 2 nights he'd let me suck his cock at the end of the day. For the first 2 days I cried at night once the other girls were asleep. But by the 3rd day I felt I was making progress. My throat was accommodating fatter and longer dicks. My sucking was getting better once I could stop worrying about the throat. My swallowing and display improved rapidly. Once again the girls turned on me – the looks of pity and gloating over me were replaced with the same daggers they'd used after watching me get fucked by the three 18 year old boys.
When he got back he took her out of my mouth and they left the room to confer. I knelt and waited. After 10 minutes they came back in. Her strapon was off. She took cuffs and placed them on my wrists behind my back. He came forward to caress my tit, and then let his finger drift to my mouth to let me suck it.
She knelt beside me and unzipped his pants. She removed his trousers and stood to fold them. Then she removed his boxers and shirt and laid them gently on the chair in his office. He long thick cock was flaccid, dark chocolate with a purple head and a long tasty slit. I'd had him in my mouth twice before.
I waddled on my knees to him and began to lick the head. Then along the sides and bent under his package to lick his balls. As I worked his balls I could feel the cock growing by the way it brushed against my face and hair. I'd take time sucking each ball and then lift up to lick along the fat and growing underside of the cock. Then back to the balls. He would let me know when it was time for more.
