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cum eating phone sexCum eating had never crossed your mind when we met at my local neighborhood dive. We both felt the connection when my friend introduced you as a work colleague. The spark was electric and we ended up chatting huddled together. We pretty much ignored

the rest of the group at our table. When you asked what I did for a living I looked you right in the eye and told you I was a Pro Domme. Your eyes widened and I held your gaze unabashedly. Ordering up a couple more shots for us, you asked if you could see my playroom. “Why? Do you have confessions that you need to unload?” Your blush told the story. You intrigued me, to say the least. Motioning the waitress for our tab, I pushed it toward him and told him, “Here, take care of this first, then follow me.”

You did as you were told. We said our farewells to the others; as we left the bar I asked if you meant what you’d said about visiting my dungeon. When you reiterated I took you by the arm and led you down the block and into an alley. About 20 yards down we stopped at a large red metal door. I handed you the keys and you opened the door. Pushing inside you saw the vast space and stepped through the entrance. I flipped a light switch and soft lighting around the room ceiling gave you a glimpse at my playground. The room was filled with every sort of BDSM accouterment you could imagine. It was an alternate world of heavy equipment, ropes, slings, swings, and bindings. You saw a stockade, rack, and chains hanging from the ceiling. From those hung leather wrist bands, lined with sheepskin.

You’ve never shared your cum eating fetish with another human soul.

“Close your mouth. You’re attracting flies.” I laughed at the awestruck look on your face as you devoured the dungeon space with your eyes. The walls had every sort of corporal weapon you could imagine. There were various, sundry pieces of rough-hewn wood furniture, this room oozed sex. Black leather benches of various heights were strewn across the enormous room. You heard a sound that you hadn’t noticed when we first arrived. I hushed your questioning glance with a small, imperceptible nod of my head. I motioned for you to follow me and I walked toward a lighted room at the end of the hall. Stopping at the door, you look over my shoulder and your cock throbs. On his knees is a naked man. Cum eating, he feeds from BBC.

The handsome black man stood naked against the armoire. The cock sucking sissy worked him over like a starving kitten. “Ooops, excuse us. I didn’t know this room was occupied.” I turned around and tugged your sleeve to pull you away from your voyeuristic staring. Don’t you know how rude that is? Really! Do you want people watching you while I use you for my little meat puppet? You do know of course that I can get that arranged. I open the door to the next room down the hall and flip on the lights. “Get over there on the bed, and take your clothes off” I ordered you. You didn’t even question me but did as directed. There was a knock at the door. I opened and in front of you was a 6’4” ebony God.

You envision yourself cum eating at his feet.

As he steps in, I introduce you. “Meet my friend Eric. I hope you’re ready to show off your cocksucking skills. If not, oh well, too bad. You will be soon enough.” I could tell by the way that your eyes lit up you enjoyed the way tonight had turned out. From time to time with previous girlfriends, you’d played at BDSM. You’d never had a lifestyle Domme calling the shots though. You’d been bi-curious since adolescence and it had never caused any issues. It wasn’t something you thought about all the time. You were sexually evolved enough to not put labels on things. It felt good sucking it didn’t it? Who cares if we’re talking about tits or cock or cunt? No me. Keep on sucking. The cum eating was about to commence. Entertain me.

This worked out beautifully, didn’t it? Being with me, you’ve got the luxury to claim innocence to a degree. This way a beautiful FemDom Goddess had you under her control. We both knew you were no one to ignore my wishes. So of course, when I demand that you suck cock, that’s what you do. And by the same token, when I made you follow through on your cum eating curiosity, you were powerless to say no to me. I’m the perfect excuse when you want to deny your gay side. It’s alright cream puff. Your secret is safe with me.

Cum eating was only the beginning of your sexual adventures.

For so long you’ve denied that you love being an ass whore. Watching internet porn videos was your passion. Some of your favorite evenings have involved dildos, drinks, and fucking yourself. You’ve never wanted to share this with another person. But here you are with me tonight giving into your base needs. This dungeon that I’ve brought you to gives you carte blanche to embrace your hedonism. Don’t hide with me. You and me, baby, we aren’t anything but mammals. Let’s do it as they do on the Discovery Channel. No holes barred, and make no mistake. I’ll use your cum eating mouth any way I want to this evening. It belongs to me. And so does your ass.