Gay Slave Trained

I’m not sure what I expected when I signed up for the gay slave training course, but the moment I saw Master Charles, I knew I was in for something amazing. His muscular frame and piercing green eyes seemed to exude a power and confidence like no other. As he led me into his chambers and began to explain the rules of his dungeon, I just knew that I would become his willing and eager slave.

I stripped down completely, feeling completely exposed and vulnerable in his presence. He ran his hands over my body, exploring every inch of my flesh and making sure to take note of every muscle, every curve, and every crevice. I could feel my skin prickle and my mind racing, wondering what he might do next.

His hands were gentle but firm as he ran them over my body, working his way down to my cock. He teased it with his fingers, exploring every inch of my sensitive skin before finally taking hold of it and starting to stroke.

The sensation was electric, and I gasped in pleasure as he increased the intensity. His grip tightened and he began to slide his finger up and down in fast, tight circles, each touch more pleasurable than the one before.

My breathing became more and more labored as he worked his magic, and soon his finger was replaced by his tongue. It ran circles around my tip, lapping up my pre-cum and making me moan in pleasure.

He shifted down lower, paying special attention to my tight hole before finally pushing his tongue inside of me. I could feel his tongue probing my depths, and the pleasure was incredible. I could feel every inch of it sliding in and out of me as every nerve ending was ignited.

Finally, he shifted back up to my cock and captured the head of it in his lips. I let out a loud moan as he began to suck, his tongue swirling around my shaft and his lips hugging the head. The sensation was exquisite and I could feel my body trembling with pleasure as he increased the intensity of his motion.

He shifted down to my balls, licking, tugging and massaging them gently. The pleasure was more than I could handle and I could feel my body trembling and my cock throbbing with pleasure.

Finally, he shifted back up to my cock and slowly, teasingly began to slide it all the way into his mouth. My entire body tensed and I could feel my orgasm beginning to build inside of me. He kept up the pleasurable motion, teasing and tantalizing me until I could barely take it anymore.

With one final push, he pushed me over the edge and I let out a loud moan of pleasure as I released my cum into his throat. He kept pumping his mouth up and down on me until I had completely emptied myself into his mouth, and then he slowly pulled out and looked up at me with a mischievous smile.

I felt completely spent and exhausted, but utterly satisfied. I knew if I stayed in his presence any longer, he would bring me back to the brink of pleasure time and time again. But I also knew that I would obey him, for he had complete control over my body, my mind and my heart. I had become his willing, eager and devoted slave.