Becoming A Cock Slave
It had been months since I had felt the heat of a man’s touch. I had been longing for the feeling of being dominated and used by a strong alpha male. I had fantasized about what it would be like to become a cock slave, to give up my autonomy to a powerful master who could take me to heights of pleasure I had never experienced before.
My fantasies became reality one night when I stepped into a dark, seedy club in the heart of the city. As soon as I entered, I felt a wave of heat wash over me. I glanced around, feeling the eyes of the other patrons on me as I made my way to the bar. The bartender greeted me with a knowing smirk and handed me a beer.
I took a sip as I surveyed the room, my eyes eventually settling on a tall, muscular man in the corner. He had a commanding presence and there was something about him that made my heart beat faster and my panties moisten. He was wearing a tight black t-shirt that accentuated his broad shoulders and muscular frame.
I knew in that moment that he was the man I had been searching for. I took a deep breath and walked over to him, my heart racing as I got closer. He looked up at me with a smirk and gave me a nod of acknowledgement.
“My name is Jake,” he said in a deep, throaty voice. “And you are?”
I blushed and told him my name. He smiled as he stood up and took my hand in his. His grip was strong and his touch sent shivers up my spine. I knew then that I wanted to experience whatever pleasures he had to offer.
He led me to a private booth in the back of the club where we talked for hours. He told me about his past conquests and how he enjoyed dominating women and pushing them to their limits. I felt a thrill of excitement course through me as I listened to him and I knew that I wanted to be part of his world.
We eventually left the club and went back to his apartment where I finally agreed to become his cock slave. He explained to me that I would have to do whatever he said and that any disobedience would result in punishment. I nodded my head eagerly, feeling my arousal grow with each word he said.
He began by ordering me to strip off my clothes, leaving me standing naked before him. He ran his hands over my body, making me moan with pleasure as his strong fingertips grazed across my sensitive skin. Then he told me to get on my knees in front of him and I eagerly obliged.
He pulled out his erection and I took it into my mouth, feeling my throat tighten around it as I sucked and licked. He moaned in pleasure as I worked my tongue around the shaft, teasing it with my lips and tongue.
He then moved behind me and entered me from behind, his thick cock pushing deep into my tight wet pussy. I gasped as he thrust into me, feeling each movement create more pleasure and heat within me. He kept up a steady rhythm and I felt myself getting closer to orgasm with each stroke.
Then, just as I was about to climax, he pulled out of me and flipped me onto my back. He positioned himself between my legs and entered me again, this time pushing deeper and harder than before. His movements were more urgent now and I could feel his arousal growing with each thrust.
Finally, he gave one last hard thrust and I screamed out in pleasure as my body convulsed in orgasmic bliss. He let out a loud groan of satisfaction as he emptied himself inside of me before collapsing on top of me.
We lay there in a tangled heap, both of us spent from our lovemaking. He rolled off of me and pulled me into his arms, cradling me against his hard body. I smiled as I melted into him, feeling my body still trembling from the pleasure he had given me.
I had become his cock slave and I had loved every minute of it. I knew then that I would be his forever and I wouldn’t want it any other way.
