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The Church of the Chosen--Part 2

Date: 10/16/2016, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Oral Sex, Slavery, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

Joyce and I are close friends and soon the four of us will also be friends. I don’t think it will be healthy to have David involved in your training any more. Joyce agrees with me. Now, I want you to get up and we’ll tackle your final challenge of the day. I will piss and you will endeavor to swallow it. This is one thing that we will do every day—several times a day. It is a test of your obedience. Don’t worry. You won’t have to do anything with my other wastes. Urine is almost always devoid of any bacteria, whereas feces are loaded with dangerous germs, not to mention that eating shit is disgusting. Aren’t you glad you married a science teacher? “Now that we are both working your training will have to be intense—every evening and every weekend. I know that you sometimes have to work late. You must tell me in advance or I will be extremely upset and you will receive additional punishments. Okay, get into the shower and kneel.” I crawled away, my butt still sore from the caning. I sat on the shower floor while Mistress Denise stood over me. I sealed my mouth against her cunt and waited. Soon enough her flow began. It was slow enough that I could handle it even though the taste was disgusting—hot and acrid—worse than disgusting. Eventually she stopped, pulled me up and turned on the shower. She handed me the soap and I washed her delectable body. “You have my permission to touch me, Sean. In fact, I want you to, but don’t get too excited. We’re going out for dinner. We’re ... invited to Mistress Joyce’s for a cook out.” I ran my hands up and down her back, pausing frequently to caress her ass. I lowered my mouth to her breasts to suckle and massage them. Finally, I looked into her eyes and pulled her into a long kiss in which our tongues danced and dueled. We were breathless when she broke it. “I love you, Mistress.” “I know, Sean. You showed it more today than on any other day since we’ve been married and you’ll show it again tomorrow and every day for the rest of your life, but I’ll also show you how much I love you and I’ll do it every day, also. Isn’t that what it’s all about?” She turned off the water and I led her out to dry her. I dried myself and set about doing her hair. I must admit—I was terrible. I had no idea what to do, but she taught me, showing more patience than I’d ever have. It took me more than an hour to get it done. She walked me into the bedroom where she reattached the cock cage to my abdomen. “You know, I think tomorrow I’ll shave this. Then you and I will match. Worried about the gym? I know you have to work out regularly, but I also know that quite a few men shave there. Just tell anyone who asks that I promised you more head if you shaved it.” Even I had to laugh at my Mistress’s ingenuity. She was right. She walked into my closet and picked out an outfit for me. “From now on, I’ll select your clothes. Sometimes you look like you dressed in the dark. It will be just another responsibility for me.” She selected a cranberry ...