1. 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

    golf shirt and tan khaki slacks with matching socks and cordovan loafers. “Uh, Mistress, won’t I make a mess of these crawling around?” “No, because you will be walking; Mistress Joyce makes the rules in her house and she said you are to walk. The dinner will be much more informal than a training session. You will call me Denise and her Joyce. You will be fine so long as you are respectful and polite. Oh…absolutely no swearing. Now help me dress then you can join me. We’re due there in twenty minutes.” We walked across the lawns to their front door. David answered. Like me he was fully dressed. I asked if it was okay to leave my pistol on a table by the door. I needed to have it nearby, but I’d feel much more comfortable if it wasn’t on my person. I thought Joyce and David would agree. We walked into their well-appointed living room. It was obvious that they had money—lots of it. David sat in an arm chair. Joyce and Denise were on a couch. I sat on the floor at her feet. “Would you like to sit on the other chair, Sean?” “No thank you, Mis…er…Joyce. I prefer it here.” “Very well, perhaps we could all use a drink. David, would you do the honors?” “Certainly, Joyce; what can I get you, Denise? “White wine, please.” “And you, Sean?” I looked to my Mistress who commented, “I don’t think one or two beers would hurt you, Sean.” I knew then that I had been granted permission to drink as many as two beers—nothing else and no more! “Beer would be great.” David walked directly to the ...
    kitchen, returning with white wine for Denise and Joyce and a can of Bud for me. I thanked him and took a long drink. We talked amiably for more than thirty minutes until Joyce spoke to me directly. I could tell by her tone of voice that my training was about to resume. “Sean, stand up and remove your clothes.” I responded immediately. Already I was being conditioned to obey. I placed my pants in a neatly folded pile on top of my shoes. My shirt followed and I faced Mistress Joyce, my hands at my sides. “Turn and face your Mistress; hands behind your head.” In ten seconds my cock and balls were free, the cage sitting clearly on the adjacent cushion. “You’re doing very well, Sean, but now we come to the hard part. Lie on the floor and spread your legs apart. Good boy. Take your cock in your hand and masturbate. Aim your cock so the discharge lands on your abdomen and chest.” I was terribly embarrassed, but I knew better than to complain. I stroked myself to hardness, surprised that I could do so in less than a minute. I closed my eyes to concentrate, but Mistress Joyce stopped me. “Keep your eyes open, Sean, and look at me as you jerk off.” My pace accelerated and try as I might I could not take my eyes from Mistress Joyce. I was mortified, but I was also incredibly excited. It was only minutes before my cock erupted, semen raining onto my stomach. Mistress Joyce moved down from her chair to kneel next to me. She moved my hand to my mouth. No instructions were needed—I opened ...
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