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My senior had emptied his sack and again inserted the cock back in my mouth. I licked it clean and could feel cum on my face and lips that I still didn’t swallow. He again pulled me up and made me stand in front of the mirror and I could see what he had done. He made a cum-slut out of me!
By then, my lipstick had lightened and was almost gone. The kohl was half washed away and it just felt amazing to see me like that. I had strands of cum on my face and my neck. Then he inserted his fingers in my ass and started fingering me again. He kept on doing that as I kept moaning loudly, bringing me to the brink of cumming again.
He too sensed it I guess, and therefore removed his fingers. I turned back to look at him and he said he was done. I was disappointed that he didn’t let me cum again, after having brought me to the edge. I saw him casually walk away toward the other almirah. He opened it and take out a towel. This confused me. Was that all?
Suddenly, he called my name and said –
Ankit: You can go home now. But if you want more, step inside the bathroom with me. But remember, there is no turning back. Once you step in, you accept to be my slut slave. I will fuck you whenever I want, wherever I want, however, I want. You will never say no to any of my demands. If you are okay with it, step in or dress up and leave.
Saying that, my senior went inside the bathroom and started humming some tunes. I stood there for a few seconds and evaluated my options. I could either go away now, save myself the embarrassment and remember this as the best sex I ever had. Or I could let that man make a complete slut out of me and explore what more had to come.
Even though I hadn’t made up my mind yet, I had started walking toward the bathroom with some discomfort from the ass pounding and meekly stepped inside. I saw him standing and smiling inside, doing nothing, as if he was just waiting for me to step in. Then he asked –
Ankit: So, you want to be my slave slut, eh?
I nodded yes.
Ankit: Say it, slut. Say you want to be my slave and will obey all my commands.
Me: Yes, I want to be your slave slut, and I will obey all your commands.
Ankit: Good, but how do we ensure that you will do what you say?
Then he went outside and brought his mobile phone in. He asked me to kneel and hold his cock close to my face and clicked a few photographs. He then inserted his cock in my mouth and again took a few snaps. After having clicked the photographs, he kept the phone aside and said –
Ankit: If you ever disobey me, you will find these pics online the very same day. Understood?
I nodded in affirmation.
Ankit: Now my good slut, open your mouth.
I was a bit confused, as in how could he cum again after having made me swallow his load just a few minutes ago. Before I could think more, he started pissing over my body and face. As my mouth was open, some of it went in there as well, which made me gag and I immediately spat it all out.
Ankit: Swallow it! (he almost shouted.)
I understood I only had one option and started receiving my senior guy’s pee in my mouth. His warm pee dribbled down my lips to my chin and over my chest. Most of it had already filled my mouth. After he was done, I drank it and felt the urge to puke. But he patted my head and complimented me on being a good slut.
Ankit: Now, step inside the shower and clean me up.
He then made me take a bath with him. While he was cleaning himself up, he asked me to kiss and suck his cock and balls. He even asked me to rim him a couple of times in the shower. After he was done, he asked me to dry myself up, wear the make-up again and wait for him in the bed.
While I was applying the lipstick back, he came from behind, bent me over, inserted a butt plug in my ass and spanked hard. Even though I was very tired, his control over me and my instinct to submit to him every time aroused me even more.
I tried to breathe and understand what just happened. Ankit came back with some food and juices and handed me a glass of orange juice. Then he said –
Ankit: Drink it, it will help you gain some energy for what is coming next.
So, while he had his lunch, I gulped down the water and juices. While he watched the television and had his lunch, he continued to pinch my waist and nipples now and then.
I don’t know when I dozed off. Yes, I was horny like never before, but also tired as I had never been. I woke up 3 hours later, at around 6.30. It was already time for me to rush home. Then I rushed towards the washroom to wash off the lipstick and eyeliner.
Ankit: Where do you think you are going? (I heard his voice from another corner of the room.)
Me: I am leaving. I need to be home by now.
Ankit asked: Shouldn’t you ask me for permission first? (And he wasn’t playing.)
Me: May I go home? I really need to leave now (I said with pleading eyes).
He thought for a few seconds and said –
Ankit: Tell you what? You can go home on one condition. You have to make me cum in the next 15 minutes. But if you are unsuccessful, you will stay the night. And your time starts now.
Then I looked at the clock and immediately rushed toward him and knelt as if my life depended on it. I undid his pants and started stroking his dick. As soon as it was a bit erect, I took it in my mouth and started sucking it.
Within the next minute, my senior’s dick had grown to its full size and it was becoming difficult for me to suck on it. As I expected, he wasn’t even moving or using his hands, but was thoroughly enjoying my helplessness. I was sucking his cock and playing with his balls. Just to make sure that he came faster.
I even started licking and sucking his balls. I don’t know when I lost the sense of urgency and got lost in giving it sloppy kisses, trying to deep throat it. My trance broke when I heard him say that there was just one minute left. Still holding his cock, I looked at the clock.
The time was up. Even though my saliva and his precum were all over my lips from the blowjob, I still haven’t managed to make him cum. The realization just dawned upon me and my heart skipped a beat.
Then he pulled up the chain I was wearing around my neck, making me stand up. He pulled me close and started kissing my neck while his hands were busy playing with my ass, pinching and spanking it.
Where the thought of not being able to go home was scaring me, his dick rubbing over my stomach. His kisses over my neck and his finger inside my asshole were making me excited. Then he broke away and asked me to inform him at home.
While I was dialing home, he pushed me down on my knees again and started rubbing his dick over my lips and face. I was looking at him with confused eyes. Then he ordered-
Ankit: In your mouth slut.
I took a few inches of his cock in my mouth, which was still wet with precum. Suddenly, my dad picked up the call and I had to free my mouth, and started talking to him. I told him I was not going to make it home and will be staying at my friend’s.
During the whole call, Ankit was trying to push his cock against my lips. As soon as I ended the call, he grabbed my head and started face fucking me like never before. Without even giving me the chance to inhale and be ready, he kept pushing against the back of my throat with his dick.
With my back against the wall, I had no escape from that face-fucking I was receiving. After really struggling to breathe and controlling numerous gag reflexes, I finally managed to pull away. I looked down at myself and saw strands of saliva dropping down from my mouth, over my neck and chest.
My senior then rubbed his dick all over my face, making it wet with my saliva. In a few seconds, he made me stand up facing the wall, and raised my right leg. Without even a warning, he pulled out the butt plug, which was soon replaced with the tip of his cock.
My body was already heated up from all the action and leaning against the cold wall just made a chill run down my back, arousing me even more. Then Ankit tried inserting more of his cock into my ass and he was soon successful, with my ass now easily accommodating his entire length.
After having penetrated all the way in, he started fucking me slowly. All my inhibitions were gone by now, as I was moaning at the top of my voice, enjoying his toying. He kept fucking me like that in the standing position for several minutes. After that, he just pulled my hair back and turned my head towards the other end of the room. Then he said-
Ankit: Smile for the camera, slut.
Saying that, he started pinching my nipples. His strokes became faster and harder as I struggled to stand properly even with the support of the wall. He fucked me like that for 10-12 minutes. Then he stopped fucking. He grabbed my neck and pushed me closer towards his camera setup that had been recording since God knows when.
With his dick still inside me and me facing his camera, he bent me a little and again started pounding my ass. Then he asked-
Ankit: Isn’t this why you were waiting for me?
Me: Oh… Ah ah ah ah yes ah aah aaaah.
Ankit: Do you love getting fucked, bitch?
Me: Yes yes yes yes ohhhh, yes aaaaaah ah ah.
Ankit: Do you love eating cum, slut?
His pounding was becoming faster, hitting me again at the right spots as I was nearing another orgasm.
Ankit: Ahhhhhhhh.. Yes.. Aaaah.. Please give it to me.
And I started cumming again. By the time I was drained, I felt his grip tighten and his strokes becoming slower yet deeper. I was again excited to taste his cum. But this time, he didn’t pull out.
Soon, I started feeling warm spurts of his cum filling my ass. After having filled my asshole, he withdrew and inserted his fingers in. Taking globs of cum in his hand, he brought it to my mouth, and I, without thinking much, swallowed the cum that had just come out of my asshole.
Then he rubbed his fingers over my face and hungrily, I licked his fingers clean, and was even down on the floor soon, to extract any last drop of his cum.
My asshole was paining a bit, I was already exhausted. My body had had enough now. But then I realized, he still had the whole night left. And my mind, needless to say, made me climb back on the bed when he asked me to and was eagerly looking forward to doing more slutty things for him.