Becky’s Slave

 

Chapter 15

 

 

The next morning Becky awoke early.  She made me leave her bedroom to clean up and prepare breakfast.  She came into the kitchen just as I set the table.  “You can eat at the table with me Denny.  I want to talk to you.”  Becky looked so beautiful.  Even without makeup and having just awakened, she was very attractive.  “Did you enjoy last night Denny?”  Becky looked at me as she ate her food.  I was afraid to say no, for fear she may not like it.  Yet, I did not want her to think I was gay.  “Mistress,  I….I liked making you…you happy Mistress.  I liked that part.”  Becky stopped eating and became somewhat agitated.  “I did not ask you that Denny.  I meant did you like sucking cocks?”  I swallowed hard, and looked down at my plate.  “No Mistress.  I mean not…not exactly.”  Becky did not respond immediately.  She placed her fork on the table and stared at me. 

 

“Denny, I told you several months ago when we started our new life that things were going to change.   We can’t go back to a normal life.  You promised that you were going to cooperate!”   I felt awful that Becky was so upset with me.  “I am sorry Mistress.  Please forgive me, I…I will try harder.   I….I will learn to like it”   Becky settle down a little and bean eating again.   “I talked to Lena again the other day.  I man Dr. Preston.   She is the one that suggested that…training session last night.”  Becky paused for a moment.  “She said that you would be ready by now, but obviously you are not!”  Becky paused again and stared at me.  “I think you need more counseling.”  I was hurt by Becky’s comments.   I also wondered why Becky had corrected herself about Lena.  Did she and Dr. Preston…were they friends?   There must be more to it than she was telling me.  I wanted to ask, but was afraid.

 

“I want to know why did you not enjoy it last night?  You have tasted semen before.  You have eaten your own, many times! You ate John’s cum.  You ate Mary’s cum.  You should be used to it by now!  Men expect us to get used to it!  Don’t they?”   Her voice became louder and more demanding.  I was afraid to answer.   She pushed for an answer.  “Well!  That’s what you expected!  Didn’t you?  Didn’t you?”  Becky screamed at me.  “So now, you can get used to it!”

 

I just sat in my chair and stared downward.  Becky finally calmed down and began eating again.  The room was quiet as we finished breakfast.  “I was planning a surprise for you today Denny.  I was hoping you were finally becoming what I need.”  Becky’s voice was calm, yet very firm.  “But, there will be not reward for you!”  Becky left the room and I cleaned up the dishes.  I felt terrible.  I finally crept in to Becky’s room and fell to my knees.  “I am so sorry Mistress.  Please forgive me.  I will try harder.  I will go see Dr. Preston if that will help.”  Becky stood over me with her arms folded.  “Call Dr. Preston in the morning as soon as her office opens.   No, better still, I want you to go there and talk to the receptionist.  Her name is Kala.  Tell her what has happened.  Beg her if you have to, but make sure you get in to see Dr. Preston tomorrow!  I want this little problem cleared up by next weekend.”  

 

The receptionist, that pretty little girl, I could not tell her.  She looked so sweet, so normal.  How could I possible shame myself in front of her?  “Mistress, do I have to tell the…the receptionist?”  Becky became angry again.  “A few moments ago Denny, you were crying and telling me you would do anything.  Now you are questioning me?”   I looked down at the floor.  “I am sorry Mistress.  I will do as you have told me.”

 

Becky lay down on the bed and relaxed for a moment.  “Denny, I don’t want to be so rough on you, but you must learn to serve me properly.”  She patted the bed beside of her, and lay back against the pillows.  Despite Becky’s stern demeanor I longed to please her.  “I am sorry Mistress.  I promise to work harder.”   I massaged Becky’s body for a long time, paying particular attention to her ass and the back of her legs.  Becky loves a massage, and she has taught me exactly what to do to please her.  I gently kissed her legs and ass cheeks, my nostrils filled with her sexy scent.  Soon I was spreading her cheeks and licking her musty asshole.  Becky’s unwashed morning flavor drives me crazy with desire.  My penis became fully erect, and leaked copious amounts of precum.  My balls ached with desire, and I wanted to cum so badly.

 

Becky knew that I was not masturbating against her will.  I had proved that with each inspection.  Becky inspected me thoroughly every morning and every evening.  She would pay particular attention to my balls, making sure they were full.  Hilda had taught her how to tell if I had cum.  She would also use that time for short tease sessions.  Becky would bring me to the point where I was ready to cum, and then stop.  Sometimes she would use ice cubes or rubbing alcohol to cool me down.  My constant state of arousal was difficult to control.  I had actually trained myself to wake up at night to avoid wet dreams.  As much as I wanted to cum, I had a strong loyality to Becky.

 

After several orgasms Becky grew bored with of my mouth.  She finally got up, showered, and left for the afternoon.  As usual she would not tell me where she was going or what time she would return.  But, I was expected to ready for her at any time.  Dinner must be prepared and the house must me spotless.  And as usual I was ready for her by late afternoon.  I waited and waited for her to come back.  I was afraid to call for fear she would be mad at me.   I fixed dinner, hoping Becky would return to eat, but she never showed up.   With all of my chores done and the house quiet it was hard to keep my mind off of my own desires.  My clit would get hard and my balls would begin to ache.  Becky never allowed me to wear any support for my balls.  She knew it would relieve the aching feeling, and she liked to know that I was suffering for her. 

 

Finally, at 9:30 Becky’s car came into the garage.  I nervously stood by the door to greet her.  “Good evening Mistress.  I hope you enjoyed your day.  I fixed dinner for you earlier.  I could warm up something for you.”  Becky ignored me and walked into her bedroom and began undressing.  “No, I have had plenty to eat.  She giggled.  It was obvious she had been out with somebody, some man.  She never stayed out that long with one of her girlfriends.  I picked up her clothes from the floor as she threw them, and hung them carefully in her closet.   She put her fingers in the waistband of her skimpy pink panites.   She smiled and winked her eye.  “I have a little treat for you Denny.”  I knew then that she must have fucked somebody, and I would have to clean her panties.   I fell to my knees in front of her.

 

“No, not here!  In your room!  Go, get into your piss pot Denny.”   I felt a twinge of excitement as I rose up and made my way into my room.  It had been weeks since Becky had allowed me to serve as her toilet.   I quickly got into place, just as Becky entered the room.   She raised the seat and looked down.  “I hope you like the surprise Denny.  I have been holding it in for an hour.”  Becky left the light on in the room.  I could clearly see her pussy as she sat down.  She spread the hairy lips apart as she relaxed on the seat.  In now time the musky odor of her sex filled the inside of the chamber, and my face was only inches from her gaping pussy.   I watched as she released her muscles.  I expected a spray of piss, but to my surprise, a large gob of cum spilled out onto my face.  Becky spread her legs and looked down at me. 

 

“Eat it Denny.  It’s Ron’s cum.  Ron is a new client.  He used to play football.  He has a large black cock and his balls are huge.  He filled me with his cum.” I looked again as Becky allowed another stream of his hot seed to fall directly into my mouth.  I almost gagged.  No matter how much I wanted to please Becky, someone else fucking her offended me.  And to make matters worse, she flaunted it right under my nose, literally.  I don’t know whether it was the taste, or if it was the idea, that some other man was fucking her.  “Tell me how much you like it Denny.”  Another stream of thick semen fell onto my lips.  The vile taste of ejaculate filled my taste buds.  “Tell me Denny.  Tell me you like it.” 

 

I had to pretend.  I had to do go along with her.  “Yes Mistress, I…I like it.  I love to please you this way Mistress.  I like…I like…the taste of it Mistress.”  Becky laughed.  As she did, she lost control of her bladder and sprayed a large stream of hot piss into my face.  I opened my mouth and swallowed as much as I could.  At least it killed the taste of the cum.  “I know you like that Denny.  Don’t you?”  I answered as another spurt of hot urine coated my face.  “Yes Mistress.”

 

Becky continued to sit on the pot, allowing the remainder of her piss to drip slowly onto my face.  “Now you must promise me Denny that you will do as I say tomorrow.  You will go to Dr. Preston’s office and tell the receptionist.  Her name is Kala.  You tell her why you are there.  Then she will tell Dr. Preston, and she will interrupt her appointment schedule to see you.  Promise me now!”  Becky talked to me like I was a little kid.  It made me feel so ashamed.  But, I vowed that I would follow her orders.  Becky rose up from the pot and bent down.  To my dismay she locked my wrists to the side of the cabinet, and I was trapped.   “Now you think about what I have told you Denny.  She closed the seat and left the room, turning the lights out as the door shut.  Needless to say, I had a very restless night.  Becky’s piss and her boyfriend’s cum coated my face.  Every breath I took reminded me of what I had become.  

 

Becky came back once during the night and pissed on my face again, without saying a word.  The next morning she returned and released her strong morning load into my awaiting mouth.  “Now, tell me what you are going to do Denny.”  Becky would not let me go until I repeated the instruction and promised again to follow them.  I showered quickly and fixed Becky’s breakfast before she left for work.  

 

Shortly before 9 am I was standing in front of Dr. Preston’s office, hoping to be the first in the door.  Over the next few minutes several other patients joined me.  I knew then that I would have to wait.  Kala was surprised to see me when she opened the office door.  “Why Denny, what are you doing here?  You do not have an appointment.”  I stumbled in and stood by her reception desk.  “Let me get the other patients into rooms for Dr. Preston to see them, and then I will talk with you.  Is that ok Denny?”   I smiled and nodded my head.

 

A short while later, Kala had moved the other patients out of the waiting area and there was just the two of us there.  I was extremely nervous, but relieved that I would be talking with Kala alone.   “Denny, Dr. Preston is very busy today, and I don’t think she can work you in.  Is there something wrong?”   Kala smiled as she opened a file drawer and pulled out my folder.  “Let me look at your chart.”  I could feel my face burning with embarrassment.  “Well, you see…a…my wife…a… ask me to see Dr. Preston today….”  Kala interrupted me.  “But Denny, you don’t have an appointment, and Dr. Preston does not see patients without an appointment unless it is an extreme emergency.” 

 

I had noticed in the past how beautiful Kala was.  This morning she was particularly pretty.  She wore a very short dress, so short that I could almost see her stocking tops.  “Let me read the notes for your last visit.  Let’s see.”  Kala pushed her finger down the page reading to herself, glancing at me, and smiling.  I could feel my face burning with embarrassment.   “Oh yes, I remember now.  Here is a note where Dr. Preston and your wife talked the other day.  She gave her an assignment for you.”  Kala’s face lit up, and she put her hand over her mouth.   She was obviously excited to read what Dr. Preston had told Becky.  I thought my heart would beat out of my chest.  My face was burning with shame.

 

“Was there a problem with you assignment Denny?”  I looked down at the floor, totally humiliated.  “You can tell me Denny.  I am a professional, and I talk with patients all the time about their problems.”   I gathered the courage to look up at Kala.  I could not help but notice the size of her breasts.  They were much larger than I remembered before.  Maybe it was the dress she was wearing, but she seemed much more beautiful, more sexier than the last time I had seen her.  “Denny, I can’t help you unless you tell me.”   I swallowed nervously and looked down again.  It was so hard to find the words.  “Well Kala…”   Kala interrupted me.   “Miss Kala will do Denny.  I liked to be called Miss Kala.”   I could feel my face blush again.  “Miss Kala, I am sorry ma’am.  I…I mean my wife and I… a went to this bar…a where she likes to go.   And…a…”  I felt so humiliated.

 

Kala’s voice became very stern.  “You are going to have to tell me Denny!  Now get to the point.  I don’t have all morning!  I know what your assignment was Denny.  Now did you follow directions?  You were supposed to attract a man and give him oral sex.”  I felt like my heart was going to blow up.  I had never felt so embarrassed in front of somebody like Kala.  “You can tell me Denny.   Did you perform on him like you were supposed to?  Well, did you?”   I was beside of myself with shame.  “Yes ma’am.  I did.  I did it on…on two men.” 

 

Kala smiled and sat down on the edge of her desk.  Her dress was so short I could the tops of her stockings.   The straps to her garter belt were exposed, and I could not take my eyes off them.  “Then what is the problem Denny?”   Kala was so sexy, so pretty.  I wanted to worship her.  “When my…my wife asked…asked me if I liked it,  I…I told her no.”   Kala pulled a chair directly in front of her and told me to sit in it.  Then she resumed her position on the edge of her desk, her legs spread just enough to make me squirm.  I could now see the shiny material on the crotch piece of her panties.  “Denny you said the wrong thing.  You made a big mistake. You should have told your wife that you liked to eat the semen from those men.”  I looked down at the floor.  “I know that now Miss Kala.”  Kala pushed my chin up with her finger.  “So what do you want me to do about it?”  I begged her.  “Please Miss Kala.  Please help me.  She…she wants me to…talk with Dr. Preston.  She thinks that...that with counseling…I will…will learn to…to like the taste of it.” 

 

Kala began writing in my chart.  I looked down again at Kala’s legs.  She was so beautiful.  “I will talk to Dr. Preston as soon as she is finished with her first patient.  Until then, you can sit right here.”  I sat quietly as Kala went back to doing her duties.  Occasionally she would look at me and smile, ask me an embarrassing question, or try to make my face turn red.  I felt totally ashamed and humiliated.

 

“When I sat on the edge of my desk Denny, you were looking at my panties.  I know you were.”   I was afraid to answer.  “Denny, I don’t like it when people ignore me.  Answer me!”   I nervously fumbled with my fingers.  “Yes Miss Kala.”  Kala giggled.  “I bet you would like to smell them Denny.  I bet you would give anything to smell my panites.”  I fumbled again trying to hide my embarrassment.  “Yes ma’am.”  Kala giggled.  She reached under her desk and began shifting her weight and pulling at herself.  “My heart raced with excitement.  Was she going to take them off?   I watched as she finally settled back in her chair, smiling.  She slowly raised her hand, her finger extended, and a pair of wispy white panties hanging from her long nail.  “Smell them Denny!”

 

My heart was beating wildy.  I looked at the panties, then at Kala, then back at the panties.  “Go ahead Denny.  Take them!”  I looked around at the empty waiting room.  Then I slowly extended my hand.  I touched them with my fingers.  They were so soft and smooth.  Kala stood up and moved towards me, pushing the panties to my face, all in one motion.  “Smell them Denny.”   The whisper of Kala’s voice was so soft.  I inhaled the light sexy scent of her panties.  Beneath the fresh smelling perfume she was wearing was the unmistakable musky odor of pussy.  My penis sprang to life, and my balls stirred with emotion. 

 

“Do you like them Denny?  Do you like to smell my pussy?”  The scent of her panties attracted me to Kala.  I was under her command.  “Yes Mistress, I love your scent.  I want to worship you.”  Then I caught myself.  “I am sorry Miss Kala.  I didn’t mean to say Mistress”.  Kala smiled.  “Oh that’s ok Denny.  I don’t mind.  In fact, I like it.  After all, you are submissive to all women.  Is that right Denny?”  She continued to hold the crotch of her panties to my nose, and the scent of her sex was driving me wild.  “Yes Mistress.   I will do anything you like.”  Kala pulled her panties away from face and laughed.  “So you will do anything I want?”  Kala’s smile lured me deeper into her web.  “Yes Mistress, anything.”  Kala held the panties up again.  “You can start by putting my panties back on.   She stood up in front of her chair and dropped the panties to the floor.  “Get to your knees and put them on me Denny!”  I quickly fell to the floor and held the panties open, so Kala could step into them.  One foot at a time, Kala snaked her beautiful feet through leg openings of the panties.  I slowly pulled them up her legs until I reached the hem of her short dress. 

 

I looked up as Kala smiled down at me.  “Well Denny, raise my dress.”   I nervously pushed her dress upward as I raised Kala’s panties over her knees and up her thighs.  My eyes widened as I got the first glimpse of her hairy mound.  Her pubic hair was very thick, noticeably uncut, and extremely captivating.  I quickly noticed the strong scent of her arousal.  I instinctively moved my face closer. 

 

“Pull them up Denny!  I have not given you permission to do anything more!”  I immediately drew my face back and pulled the panties over her ass cheeks.  I dropped my hands to my side as Kala pushed her dress in place.  “Now Denny, I want you to think about this while you sit and wait for Dr. Preston.  I was totally mesmerized by Kala.  The sight and smell of her pussy lingered in my mind.  “You will follow my commands, won’t you Denny?”   I nodded my head as I sat quietly in the chair beside of her desk.  “You will speak to no one about this Denny.  Is that clear?” 

 

I nodded my head and sat quietly while Kala got Dr. Preston ready to see the remaining patients.  I anxiously watched the minutes click by.  Finally, at 10:30, Dr. Preston saw the last patient.  Kala looked at me and smiled frequently as I waited.  I knew she was testing me.  I wanted to serve her so badly.  Why did Becky want me to talk directly to Kala?  Why did Kala tempt me so much?  So many questions ran through my head. 

 

At 11:00 the last patient was finishing up with Dr. Preston, and Kala moved me into Dr. Preston’s personal office.  I nervously anticipated the meeting with Dr. Preston, knowing I would have to tell the humiliating story again.

“Good morning Denny!  I hope you are doing well.”  Dr. Preston rushed thought the door of her office, sat down, and began leafing through my chart.  She too looked especially beautiful that morning.   Surely she was wearing a dress of some type, but nothing seemed to reveal itself under the short lab coat that clung to her body.  The scent of her sexy perfume lingered in the air as she rushed past me to sit. 

 

“I have asked Kala to join us.  I understand she has discussed with you the…”  She paused for a moment as her smile widened a bit.  “the little problem you are having.”   I could feel my face burn with shame.  Having Kala there would make it even more humiliating.  The room became quiet as Kala made her way in and sat on the couch beside of me.  I blushed as I thought of the encounter we had only a short while ago.  I could still imagine the sultry scent of her sex.  “Denny, I gave Becky an assignment for you the other day, and it sounds like you have not complied properly with that assignment.  Is that true?”   Dr. Preston began making notes in my chart, as I fumbled for words of explanation.  “Yes ma’am, a…no ma’am…a I did…I did do what Becky…a Ms Becky asked me to do.    A…it’s just that…well…its just that I…I did it,  but…a…I didn’t like doing it.”  Dr. Preston wrote again in the chart, and then looked at me sternly.  “You didn’t like it?”   I looked down in my lap and fiddled with my fingers.  “No ma’am.”   Dr. Preston rose up and walked to the couch and stood in front of me.  “Why Denny?  Why did you not want to please those men?   It was something Becky would have enjoyed knowing.  Becky wanted you to do that for her, but you did not like it.  Why?”  I felt very uncomfortable as Dr. Preston continued to ask me questions.  Before I could answer one, she would ask another, or lecture me like I was a kid in school.

 

“Denny, you are a submissive.  We have been through this before in your sessions.  You are to please Becky, or anybody she wants you to please.  That is your agreement, your arrangement with Becky.  You say you want to please her, yet you rebel, and cause problems like this.  You should not be questioning these things in your mind, much less when Becky confronts you.  Why on earth would you do this?”  I could feel my face burning like fire.  I was too ashamed to look up at Dr. Preston, so I just looked down at the floor.  As I listened I watched Dr. Preston’s feet, her legs, and noticed again how beautiful and sexy she looked.  I was so embarrassed, yet hopelessly excited by these beautiful women.  I even imagined throwing myself at her feet and worshiping her, but I knew it was out of question.

 

“Speak to me Denny!  What do you have to say about this?  How can you justify this to me?”  I fumbled again for words, but all I could say was how sorry I was.  “I don’t want to hear how sorry you are Denny.  Sorry does not solve this problem.  You have to decide in your mind if you are going to please Becky!  If you are, then you will have to change your attitude.  If you are going to please her, you must want to comply with her wishes.  You must eagerly accept and embrace her commands.  You must beg to do her bidding!  Do you understand me?”  

 

Shad had never been talked to so sternly until that day.  I was so humiliated, yet uncontrollably under their her spell. I knew Dr. Preston must be right, and wanted to believe her.  Her strong sexual presense excited me, and I could fell my penis respond.  I was actually getting hard.  I wanted so badly to please her.  Her perfume lingered in the air, elevating my desires.  I was so confused.  She was driving me crazy with lust and the desire to please her. 

 

I spent the next several minutes begging for another chance.  “I do understand Dr. Preston.  Please help me, train me to do better. I…I want to…to please Becky so badly.”  I kept thinking about the other night, how Becky made me suck their cocks and eat their cum.  I tried to tell myself that it was ok.  I repeated it in my mind. 

 

“I can help you Denny, but you have to do it.  I can’t do it for you.  Tell me, what are you going to do?  Are you going to give in to your selfish feelings, or are you going to take your relationship with Becky to the next level, show her your loyalty and gratitude?”  I promised Dr. Peston that I would.  “I want to hear you say it Denny!  Tell me what you are going to do the next time Becky gives you the privilege to serve her, to humiliate yourself for her pleasure,  to show her how far you will go to please her.  I want to hear you say it!” 

 

My penis was pushing against my pants, and my balls ached from the many days of abstinence.  “I…I will do anything to please…to please Becky.  I will do anything she tells me to do.”  Dr. Preston raise my chin up and looked into my eyes.  “I want to hear you say it Denny.  You have not told me what you will do, and how much you will enjoy doing it. You must say it to me and Kala right now.” 

 

I wanted to say the right thing.  I thought for a moment, took a deep breath, and swallowed.  “I want to perform oral sex on Becky’s boyfriends for her amusement.  I want to suck their cocks and eat their cum.  I want to show Becky that I enjoy doing that for her.”  Then I lowered my head in shame, but relieved that I had said for them to hear.  Maybe now it would be over and they would let me go.

 

“That’s better Denny.”  Dr. Preston walked back to her desk and sat down.  Her voice was much lower and actually soothing. “Denny, I always record my sessions for…for medical reasons of course.   You understand that these matters are private, between you, me, my staff, and of course your wife.  You did sign a form allowing Becky to review your medical record.”  I felt a sudden surge of anxiety as I realized what had happened.  They had tricked me.   I looked at Kala from the corner of my eye.  She was smiling in a provocative way.  

 

“Now, Denny there is one more thing you must do before you go back to Becky.”   Dr. Preston looked at Kala.  “We are going to test you to make sure that you are being sincere.  Kala, I want you to take Denny to the hospital.”  A thousand thoughts went through my head.  Why the hospital?  There is nothing wrong with me.  I don’t need any treatment.   Why must I go there?  “One of our patients, Mr. Washington, is due to be released in a few days.”  Dr. Preston smiled.  “He needs…special attention…that we, that is Kala and I, can’t give him, for professional reasons.  I think you will like him Denny.  Hopefully you will demonstrate to Kala and to Mr. Washington how serious you are about your commitment.”

 

A few minutes later Kala and I were on the way to the hospital.  It happened so quick I hardly had time to think.  Kala pulled my arm.  “Come with me Denny, we can take my car.”  Once we were in the car driving across town I began to relax a little.  But, I could not help but stare at Kala’s beautiful legs.  Her dress was so short I could see the crotch of her panties.  Kala’s milky thighs excited me, and Kala knew it.  She would look down occasionally and then look at me and smile.

 

“Mr. Washington is black Denny.”  I knew in the back of my mind what Kala would make me do, but I tried not to think about it.  “And he is gay too!”   I could feel my face getting red again.  “He has been under Dr. Preston’s care for several years now, since he got out of college.  He is really a very intelligent man.  He is just confused about some things, if you know what I mean.”  She looked at me with a devlish smile.   “From time to time he needs help.  But, he is doing much better.  Today he just needs some encouragement… from a sexual perspective.”   I got the nervous feeling in my stomach, like I always get when Becky makes me do something I don’t want to do.  I knew she was going to make me suck his cock.

 

Soon we were at the hospital.  Kala parked and we walked in.  Of course she knew exactly where to go, and within a few minutes we were standing near the nurses’ desk.  A rough looking heavyset nurse came out with a key.  “ He’s ready.  Dr. Preston called a few minutes ago, and I have Mr. Washington in exam room 3.  Here is the key.”  I swallowed hard as Kala took the key.  She pulled me by the arm again and rushed me down the dimly lit hallway away from the nurses’ desk.  We stopped in front of the exam room door. 

 

“Before we go in Denny, I want you to tell you something.  Think of me as Becky.  Imagine that I am Becky and I am asking you to do this for me.”  Kala looked up and down the hallway to see that no one was listening.  She moved her beautiful face close to mine and whispered softly.  “I want you to give Mr. Washington a blow job Denny.  I want you to take all of his cum into your mouth.  Do it for me Denny.”  I almost melted at the sound of her voice.  Kala was so beautiful, so sexy, that I could not refuse her.  Yet I was petrified with fear.  Despite my growing anxiety, I had to convince her that I was serious.  “I promise…a…I promise to…to make you happy…”  Before I could say anymore, Kala opened the steel door and almost pushed me inside. 

 

“Mr. Washington, this is Denny.”  The tall young black man stood up.  He smiled broadly and looked me up and down.  He was not bad looking, but he had a funny look on his face, as if he wasn’t expecting me, yet excited to see me.  Kala shut the door, locked it with the key, and sat down on a chair.  “Well Denny, why don’t you two get acquainted?”

 

I was so nervous that I could not speak.  Mr. Washington sat down in his chair and turned towards me.  There were only two chairs in the small room and I felt awkward standing before him.  He did not say a word either.  He just starred at me and smiled.  “Denny, Mr. Washington is going home tomorrow, and we want him to know that he will be… well you know…welcome.”  She looked at the black man.  “Do you currently have any boyfriends Mr. Washington?”  My nervous anxiety was becoming more acute, and I felt extremely tense.   But I tried to hide it and stay focused on what I had to do.  I kept telling myself that I must look convincing.  I must prove to Kala that I will obey, and show appreciation. 

 

“You can tell Miss Kala.  Come on now Mr. Washington, I know you don’t.   That’s why I brought Denny.  He has a surprise for you.”   My heart was beating wildly as they both stared at me.  I tried to talk, but could not get the words to flow.  “Tell Mr. Washington Denny.  Tell him how much you would like to please him.”  I looked at Miss Kala and managed to fake a smile.  “When was the last time you came Mr. Washington.  I’ll bet your balls are full.  Aren’t they?”  My heart raced in my chest as Kala so crudely got to the point.  The black man smiled and put his hand to his crotch over the large outline of his cock.  “Denny, get to your knees and help Mr. Washington with his pants.” 

 

I was beside of myself with fear and anxiety, yet I somehow manged to move.  I got down on my knees as the black man stood up.  My face was only inches from his crotch.  Kala motioned for me to begin and I unbuckle his pants and pulled them down.  At the same time Mr. Washington pulled his shirt over his head, almost as if he was used to doing this.  I timidly watched as the head of his large black cock protruded from the silky panties he wore. 

 

“You are already getting excited Mr. Washington!  That is good.  That means you are feeling much better.  I’ll bet you can’t wait for Denny to suck that big cock of yours.”  Kala’s sexy voice made the young black man even more excited and his cock grew harder.  Soon the large glistening head was fully exposed.  A drop of precum had already formed on his piss slit.  “Pull his panties down Denny.   Go ahead, pull them down so you can see his balls.”  I leaned forward and placed my fingertips in the waistband of his panties, and touched his skin for the first time.   His cock twitched as I pulled the panties down, exposing his large balls.   I noticed a faint musty scent of ctotch.  His cock was now fully erect and I had not even touched it. 

 

“Look at that Denny.  Put your hand on his balls and feel how full they are.”  I looked up at Kala and managed to smile.  Despite the degrading circumstances I had to look excited and anxious to please him.  “Are you ready to suck his big black cock Denny?”  As difficult as it was I replied.  “Oh yes Mistress Kala, may I please suck Mr. Washington’s cock?”  Kala laughed.  “Don’t ask me Denny, ask Mr. Washington.” I swallowed hard and turned my head upward.  “May I… a suck your… a suck your cock Mr. Washington?”   I could hardly speak, my mouth was so dry.  He looked down with a big smile and nodded his head.  I looked at his large cock bobbing in front of me.

 

“Well Denny, put your hand around it.  Take it into your mouth.  Let’s see you suck that big black cock.”  I looked briefly at Kala again and smiled while I wrapped my fingers around his throbbing member.  I slowly turned and brought it to my lips, as the growing musty scent of his balls filtered through my nostrils.  I closed my eyes and pushed his large cock head into my mouth.  He immediately began to moan.  The taste of his precum filled my senses.  I instinctively pushed my tongue all around the head of his cock. 

 

“Do you like it Denny?  Does it taste good?”  I pulled away from his cock long enough to nod my head and respond to Mistress Kala.  “Yes, ma’am.  I love the taste of his cock.”  I quickly fed his bulging cock back between my lips.  I had lost count of the number of cocks I had sucked in the last few months.  Each one was a little different, but all of them shamed me, humiliated me a little more.  I felt like a cheap whore. 

 

Mistress Kala kept taunting me, embarrassing me each time she spoke.  “Suck that big cock.  Lick his balls too Denny.  Don’t ignore them.”  She described so many different ways for me to please him, each one humiliating and degrading.  Finally the black man started hunching my face.  “I am going to cum.  Oh god, I am going to cum!”  It was the first words he had spoken.  “Oh yes, I am going to cum!”  He put his hands on my head and pulled me into his hunching crotch.  His cock became rigid like steel, and suddenly he groaned real loud.  I could feel the first shot oh his cum hit the back of my throat.  My entire mouth filled with the raunchy taste of his hot semen.  He shot again and again, each time moaning loudly.  There was so much cum in my mouth I had to swallow some of it.  He continued to contract his muscles and deposit tiny loads of cum.  

 

Finally Mr. Washington pulled away, allowing the softening head of his cock to slide from my lips.  It was still very large, much larger than most cocks I had seen.  He took it in his right hand and firmly ran his fist along the length of the shaft, forcing out a big glob of semen.  He brushed it across my face. 

 

The whole time Kala sat and watched.  She moaned, giggled, and made other noises to taunt me.  “Did you like it Denny?”  My mouth was still filled with cum.  “Don’t swallow yet!”   Kala almost yelled at me. “I want to see it.  Open your mouth Denny.  Tell me how much you love his cum, and how much you want to swallow it!”

 

Just as I thought it was over, Kala continued my humiliation.  I turned, opened my mouth, and displayed the large volume of hot cum he had deposited in my mouth.  I could feel the large glob he had wiped on my face, as it ran down my nose and across my upper lip.   It was almost impossible to talk with my mouth so full.  “Yes ma’am…a yes ma’am I…I love the taste of cum…I…I love the …the feel of it…in my mouth.”  I tried to smile as I said it, all the time my face burned with shame.  Kala looked at me for several moments as I froze in place, praying that she would let me swallow and get it over with.  “Show Mr. Washington how much you love his cum Denny.”  

 

I was overcome with anxiety as I turned and showed Mr. Washington.  I almost gagged as he looked down at me with a satisfied smile.  “Ok Denny, you can swallow now and tell us how much you enjoy the taste of Mr. Washington’s semen.”  It was one of the hardest things I had ever done.  I wanted to gag so badly, but somehow I forced myself to swallow.  “It was very…very good.  I really enjoyed the taste of your semen Mr. Washington.” 

No matter how much I swallowed, I could not produce enough saliva to get the taste out of my mouth. 

 

“That’s good Denny.  You did a good job.  Now tell Mr. Washington again how much you enjoyed sucking his cock and eating his cum.  Tell him!”  I tuned and looked up to the tall black man.  “Thank you sir for allowing me to…to suck your cock and…and eat your cum.”  Kala pushed my shoulder.   “Help him with his clothes Denny.  Don’t be ill mannered.  Pull his panties back up and …and clean his cock off real good before you put it back into his panties.” 

 

Kala continued to humiliate me yet on one more act of degradation.  I looked at Mr. Washington’s cock as a droplet of semen clung to the piss slit.  “Hurry Denny before it drops to the floor!”  I had gone this far, and it would be a shame to stop now.  I gently pulled his panties up to his balls.  I looked at Kala with a forced smile.  Then I turned and brought the large cock into my mouth again, just catching the large dollop of cum as it leaked from his shrinking cock.  I swallowed it quickly and smiled again for Kala.  I pulled his panties up the rest of the way, and then his trousers.

 

I can barely remember the next few minutes before we left.  Kala humiliated me further with complements of how well I had sucked Mr. Washington’s cock.  She talked about how I was becoming so good at sucking cocks and eating semen.  I was so ashamed and embarrassed that I just smiled and agreed with what she said.  Finally we left the hospital.

 

“Denny, this is what you should do when Becky gives you the privilege of entertaining her.”  She paused for a moment.  “Although, if I were you, I would sharpen my skills a little more.  You did ok today, but you need to improve.”  Kala sighted several examples.  I felt so embarrassed.  But I knew I must act interested and show her respect.   I even asked her to point out things that I should work on.  “Maybe you should rent a few fuck film Denny.  Watch girls suck cock.  Get used to it Denny.  You are going to be sucking a lot of cocks, and you must learn to like it.”   She dropped me off at my car.  I was so relieved that it was over.  “There is one more thing Denny.  If you want a good report from me to Dr. Preston this afternoon, you will remember that I am your Mistress too.”  I replied quickly.   “Oh yes Mistress.  I promise to do anything you want.”  Kala smiled.  “I will be calling you Denny.”  Then she sped away.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

To be continued in Chapter 16