Becca Bellamy
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Obey Your Mistress and Pleasure Him
🕑 Added 2025-10-04 04:28:12 +0000 UTCYou said you'd be a good boy for your mistress, didn't you? You said you'd do whatever it took to make her happy, didn't you?
You probably thought that meant giving her foot rubs, worshiping her loins, or doing housework for her, didn't you?
You probably didn't think your mistress would want you to give head to a man. After all, what would she get out of watching you blow another guy?
You know what she gets out of it, don't you? You know that she gets off on the power of making a straight man get on his knees to suck dick. You know that she gets off on forcing you to betray your sexuality and do something you find utterly disgusting. You know that she gets off on humiliating men like you while your lips are wrapped tight around a stiff dick. You know that she wants you to push yourself far past any limits you thought you had in the name of making her happy.
Of course, you know that once you suck dick for her, she's going to want more. You know that making you suck dick over, and over, and over won't be enough. Eventually, she'll grow bored of watching you slobber all over another man's big cock. She'll want you to do more for her. She'll want you to go further. She'll want you to get nastier for her.
But that's for later, isn't it? For now, your mistress wants you to suck dick for her. She wants you to be a good boy and get on your knees in front of the gorgeous man she's brought into the room. So do it. Get on your knees in front of him. Look up at him. Show him that you know your place in front of a superior man.
"What a good boy," your mistress says softly as you get on your knees in front of the man she's recruited for this naughty task. "Now unzip his pants, reach inside, and pull his cock out for me."
Your fingers tremble from fear as you reach up to do as your mistress desires. You fumble with the zipper before getting a strong grip and pulling it down. You part his fly and reach inside. Your fingers find their way into his underwear and he smiles as you grasp his cock and pull it free.
"He's quite a bit bigger than you are, even when flaccid, isn't he?" she asks.
"Yes, mistress," you answer, for it's true that he's quite a bit larger than you.
"Stroke him," she says. "Stroke that beautiful cock. Help him get hard."
Your fingers remain around his cock, but your body has no interest in following her command. It takes every fiber of your being to keep your fingers where they are, in fact, because you feel an overwhelming sense of revulsion at the idea of actually taking him in your mouth and sucking dick like your mistress wants you to.
"Do as you're told," she says firmly. "He is a far superior man to you. He is everything you're not. He's tall, muscular, and handsome. He's exceptionally well-hung and he's quite gifted when it comes to using that cock of his to make me cum. He's smart and successful, too. He's what every woman wants in a man. You're none of those things, which is why you've given yourself to my service, and why you're on your knees with another man's cock in your hand. He's going to fuck me later tonight because he's worthy of that. You're going to suck his cock because that's what you're worthy of. Now stroke him."
You stroke him. You stroke him because you know your mistress is right. You stroke him because, above all else, you want to serve her.
"Mmm, that's a good boy," she says as he begins to grow stiff in your hand. "Make him feel good. Show him that you know your place. Show him that you understand that you're an inferior man, that you belong on your knees in front of him because that's where your mistress demands that you be."
You've made him erect. You've given another man such pleasure that his cock is hard for you.
"Kiss the head of his cock," she instructs. "Place your lips against that glorious cock of his and give it a kiss. Show him that you're grateful to be on your knees. Show him that you're grateful for the chance to worship a superior man on the command of your mistress."
Excitement has joined the revulsion still coursing through you. Your heart pounds as you lean in, purse your lips, and press them against the head of his cock. You give it a soft kiss and look up at him. He makes eye contact and smiles at you and the humiliation is so potent that you look away.
"Eye contact is important," your mistress says. "You will maintain it with him. You will look up at the man you're going to suck off for my pleasure. You will absolutely, positively maintain eye contact with him when he grants you the pleasure of cumming in your mouth, giving you the reward that every submissive cocksucker craves."
Your eyes meet his once more and he smiles.
"What a good boy," your mistress says, filling you with joy. "Now I want you to lick all the way from the base of the cock to the tip, and I want you to take your time. Sucking dick is an art form, one in which your aim should be higher than simply making him cum. Your aim should be to give a great blowjob, to be a memorable cocksucker for the man you're worshiping, for doing so is what will make me happy."
You want to make your mistress happy, even if it means suffering immense humiliation, so you slowly run your tongue from the base of his cock to the tip and you maintain eye contact the entire time. The scent of his balls fills your nose as you return to the base and lick all the way to the tip once more. You do it over and over while your mistress offers a series of sensual moans, which you take as approval of your technique.
"Now take him in your mouth," she says. "Show me that you're eager to be a cocksucker for me. Show me that you've granted me ownership of your sexuality, that you care for nothing outside of making your mistress happy. Suck dick for me."
You wrap your lips around the head of his cock. You swallow what you can, though you only manage a few inches before your gag reflex triggers. Your eyes water as you pull back, but you manage to keep the very tip of the head in your mouth.
"Don't stop," she instructs. "Sucking cock can be unpleasant the first few times, but I expect you to keep at it. I expect you to work to pleasure him, and to pleasure me."
You suck cock for your mistress. You move your mouth up and down his stiff shaft. You stroke him and you even reach up to play with his balls because you've seen it in porn videos.
"That's a good boy," she says. "Use your spit. Make his cock nice and wet. Make it slippery so you can stroke him better. Show him what an eager little cocksucker you are. Show me that you're willing to be a dirty little dick sucking whore for me. Show me that you can learn to enjoy having a cock in your mouth."
You let your saliva run down his shaft. You stroke and suck him faster. You lose eye contact a few times, but you always manage to return to staring up at the man that you're now blowing with incredible vigor.
"Now take his balls in your mouth," she says. "Suck on those big, beautiful balls. They produce the reward he's going to grant you, cocksucker, and they deserve to be worshiped."
You let his cock pop free from your mouth, lick your way down the shaft, and take one of his balls between your lips. You swirl your tongue around the wrinkled, hairy flesh and he moans. You stroke his cock and tease the head with your fingers.
The humiliation has largely faded. In its place is a surprising sense of excitement, though you're not entirely sure why. You're not gay. You don't fantasize about cock. You don't dream of giving head, even at the insistence of a beautiful woman.
You are submissive, though. You want to make your mistress happy, even if it's revolting to do so. That's why you're excited. You're sucking cock for your mistress. You're offering her your submission. You're being a filthy little cocksucker because it turns her on.
"Tell him you like the taste of his balls," she says.
You suck his balls a little more and then say, "I love the taste of your balls."
He laughs and slaps his dick against your forehead while you continue to suck and slobber on his balls. You know he thinks of you as less than him. You know that you are less than him, at least in this moment.
"Now open wide," she says. "Let him fuck your mouth."
You feel a spike of anxiety as you open your mouth as wide as you can. He smiles - the kind of cocky smile men like him offer up so easily - and grabs a handful of your hair. He guides his dick between your lips and slowly pushes it into the back of your throat. You gag and spit up and your eyes water, but he maintains a tight enough grip on your hair that you're quite certain you couldn't escape. He's a great deal stronger than you, after all.
"Fuck his face for me, baby," she says. "Let me see you use his mouth like it's a pussy."
He pulls out, waits just a moment, and slides his cock into your throat. He holds it there just long enough for you to gag and then pulls out and repeats the process. He does it over and over. Your throat burns. Your nose runs. Your eyes water. Your jaw aches. He's doing exactly as your mistress desired. He's using your mouth like it's a pussy and he's humiliating you in the process. That's what she wants, though. That's what makes her wet. She wants to see you suffer humiliation for her pleasure. She wants to see you allow yourself to be treated like a piece of meat.
"Cum in his whore mouth when you're ready," she says.
He grabs two handfuls of your hair and fucks your face faster. Everything hurts, but you keep your mouth wide open. You take the face fucking. You suffer the humiliation. You do it for your mistress.
He pulls out until just the head of his cock remains between your lips and unleashes a loud groan before his cock explodes, showing your tongue with thick, salty cum. You gently lick the head of his cock to prove that you're every bit the cocksucker your mistress wants you to be.
He pulls out after a remarkably long orgasm and steps aside. Your mistress takes his place and says, "Open your mouth, cocksucker. Show me your reward."
You tilt your head back, open your mouth, and show her the cum resting on your tongue. She smiles, lifts her skirt, and pulls aside her panties. "Put your fingers inside me," she instructs.
You reach up and slip your fingers into her exceedingly wet pussy.
"It makes me wet when you're a good boy," she says. "It turns me on when you do exactly as you're told. It really turns me on when I know you don't want to do as you're told. You're going to be sucking quite a lot of cock for me, and when you get really good at it, I'll see what else I can force you to do for me. Now swallow your reward."
You swallow the cum in your mouth. It burns terribly going down and the aftertaste is awful. Your mistress smiles as she sees the look of agony on your face.
She plays with her pussy and you stare between her legs. "You'd like to eat me out, wouldn't you?" she asks.
"More than anything," you reply.
"Too bad," she says. "The idea of denying you my pussy turns me on more than having you eat me out would, so you're going to watch while I pleasure the thing that you truly crave. Then you can suck his dick again, get him nice and hard for me, and then go home while he pounds my pussy."
That's not what you want, but it's what you'll do. You're a good submissive, after all, so you're going to do exactly as your mistress desires.
