"What have you learned, boy?" He's sitting on my couch. I'm naked and lubricated, can feel the K-Y jelly slippery and wet up between my cheeks. It's just two days since he visited me last. My toenails are glossy pink and I'm wearing the pink heels I got to please him. I'm shaved and moisturized baby soft top to bottom.
"That I keep myself ready to play, keep my toes painted for you." I look to the floor.
He stands and starts to undress. Takes his time, makes me very nervous, he says nothing, just strips slowly and folds his clothing and places them neatly on the end of the couch. When he's completely naked he sits.
"What else?" He stares at me.
"I'm your fuck toy, your sex slave." I hear my voice shudder as I say the last part.
"We've also learned that when I use your ass you clean me after. You don't wait to be told, you just do it." He rises fast and walks to me. He grabs my arm tightly, shakes me. He slaps my face.
"Uh...please." I feel tears in my eyes. I look at him, look deep into his eyes. I feel my lips quiver. "Please...", it's all I can say.
He pushes my arm away and sits back down. "New thing you to learn and you better be quick about it. When I snap my fingers, point to my lap, you drop what you're doing, lower your pants if you're wearing any and lay across it."
He spreads his knees apart. "Come here."
I walk to him quickly, feel him take my wrist and pull me down across and over his left leg. I feel his other leg go up and over the backs of my thighs as his left leg digs up and into my lower stomach. I'm pinned in place across his one leg. I feel him reach down and take the back of my hair, he holds my head down tight. I can't move. I feel it hard to breath with his muscular leg up in my stomach.
"This is the proper position. Learn it." He starts to spank me.
He spanks so fast and hard I can't help but to cry out, feel myself lose my breath. He ignores my cries, hits my rear with his open hand as hard as he can. Only sound in the room is the loud 'CRACK' of his hand coming down hard across my naked exposed bare rear end.
Within minutes I'm hysterically crying, begging him. He just keeps spanking me. I writhe on his lap, completely subdued by him, feel my stomach ache as I press against his leg and knee.
He spanks me until I'm sobbing, crying like a baby. Then he stops and rests his hand across both of my cheeks, feels me quiver under his touch. His hand burns, feels like fire. He just keeps it rested there. I feel him fondle me, he pets my rear end.
"Cute little red butt. So cute." He's not talking to me, he's talking to himself. Now the only sound in the room is me crying and shaking on his lap.
And then he takes his leg off of me, releases me. He slaps me hard one more time and I cry out so loud that I'm sure my neighbors can hear me. He's rock hard underneath me. I'm aware of that for the first time, his cock is pushed up and as I get up off of his lap I see it stand straight up. It's huge, rock hard. He's wet at the end of it. He's covered with prep-cum.
He takes me roughly by my arm and leads me to the stairs, hear my shoes click on the floor as he hurries me up to my bedroom. I'm still crying, sobbing as we go.
He takes a pillow quickly with his free hand and puts it where he did the last time, in the middle of my bed. I feel him push me to it. I know what he wants.
As I lie across the pillow I feel my tears on the sheet under me, feel my fingers dig into the bed as he mounts me from behind. He pushes his erection into me quickly and starts to fuck. He fucks me to cum. I push my butt up and toward him. I know what I am and what I'm supposed to do for him. I can feel the welts and bruises on my stinging cheeks. I relax my tight little hole and then grip him tightly with it as he goes all the way into me, moves in and out, hoping he'll like that. He says nothing, just fucks me hard. I feel his legs go up and in between mine. He forces my legs apart, spreading my rear and cheeks. He pushes into me as deep as he can and holds it there. He starts to pump very fast to cum. The bed shakes, the sound of him groaning and grunting, yelling 'bitch', 'little slut', 'fuck' and other things as he fucks me deeply fills not only the bedroom but my house. I'm very sure any neighbor can hear him, can hear it all. I don't dare say a thing. I just lay still and take it.
He cums in less than five minutes. When he finishes he pushes up and off of me like he did the day before, so rough it hurts my back. I say nothing, just hurry to my knees and start to lick and suck him clean. He stands and watches, still panting, groaning and breathing deeply as I suck his cock and lick him all over his legs and balls.
Before I finish he pushes my head away from him. I look up from the floor. He walks to the door, says nothing. It all took less than seven minutes. I know because I watched the clock again on my night stand.
Back down stairs he sits on the couch. I hurry to join him, his cum all over my rear and on my chin.
"Now tell me what you've learned." He leans forward, legs slightly spread. His cock is huge, hangs over the cushion on my couch. I think to myself I love looking at it, love touching it, love how he looks. I'm completely owned, his bitch
"I clean you after you use me. I lay across your lap when you snap your fingers and point to your leg." I hear my voice quiver. "I'm your boy to use as you want, your sex toy. I do what I'm told to do when I'm with you. I keep my toes painted pink for you. I have to get some sissy shorts and sissy t-shirts. I have to make you proud if you take me out and show me off."
He laughs so loud it scares me. Keeps laughing, I look back at him. My rear is burning from being spanked, feel his cum run down the tops of the backs of my naked legs. I feel his large hand prints on my cheeks. Before he can say a word I keep speaking. I feel very calm and focused.
