Mansion of the Marchioness Part 1
With thumb and forefinger Taurus tugged at my taunt foreskin. The head of my penis could barely peek out of my sheath before the ring began to feel tight and painful. My foreskin would not roll more than a couple of centimetres, and all there was see was the very tip of my imprisoned acorn.
'Your cockhead looks like a girl's clit!' Laughed the bull. I felt my face flush with embarrassment, but I was also turned on by my emasculation. My glans had never been exposed to the open air, and from what little we saw it was bright red and quivering like a lady's jewel. I felt vulnerable with my tiny dick held between his two thick digits.
Taurus shifted and his cock buried deeper inside me. He felt like a giant.
'How does it feel?' He asked, whispering into my ear, 'to have a real man's cock inside you?'
'I feel empty without cock in me,' I said. I was - after all - a slut to be pounded, and years of estate training had made me feel unsatisfied without a thick dick rocking my insides.
'Feel embarrassed when you've got this girly thing?' Mocked Taurus, tugging at my foreskin. He continued to slowly pound my anus in long, powerful strokes.
'I feel good, actually.' I whispered back. 'I think mine looks pretty.' I gasp as he picked up speed. 'I've only ever cum from anal, anyway.'
'Really?' The bull was surprised now. 'You can't cum any other way?'
'No,' I said unabashed, grinding my ass deep into his balls. I felt that huge flared head rubbing against my sweet spot. I was getting that tell-tale tingly feeling in my tummy that I was going to cum soon. 'Sometimes -' I mewled involuntarily as Taurus picked up speed, hitting my prostate with barbaric tenacity, '- sometimes I've got really close to cumming from giving blowjobs.'
To my immense frustration the bull stopped pumping.
'Really?' Asked Taurus. There was a moments silence as if I could hear the cogs spinning in his brain. 'Could we try?' He asked.
Without warning Taurus pulled out of my asshole with a pop. The cruel, cold air rushed into my wide opening. It made me feel empty. I wanted was his cock back between my cheeks.
'I was getting close there,' I cried in mock indignation. The bull had the good grace to look guilty even if remorseless.
'Fine. Stand up over there,' I said. 'We can do this on the rug.'
I knelt on the floor. The cold air made me shiver and my nipples protruded like tiny buttons, but the heat radiating off of the bull warmed me as he stood fore. The room must have smelt overpoweringly of sex.
'You're one demanding little cock-sleeve, you know that?' Taurus laughed. He stroked my head with love.
'I'm the best, Taurus,' I smiled at him, 'that's why you fuck me.'
I rubbed the insides of his toned thighs. Taurus's huge, black, dick throbbed. His glans eclipse my vision; his were a rich purple colour, with a wide flared head and a manly crevice running down the underside.
'Yeah, you are the fucking best.' The bull sighed as he stroked my face affectionately. 'What now?'
'Use my mouth like a pussy,' I replied, kissing his shaft softly. 'The harder the better. And grab hold of my head.'
'You are one sick kitty,' Taurus murmured. He groaned as my lips slipped over his dick. My jaw strained as I barely engulfed his flare.
I moved the bull's hands to the back of my head, encouraging him to fuck my throat. Taurus - on cue - glut his entire length down my mouth-pussy. I was almost thrown backwards from the force, and all I could do to support myself was hold onto his calves and surrender to the violation.
Yes. This was the ultimate in giving yourself to another man. To become a cock-sleeve where oxygen is a reward for a hard fuck. I felt totally overpowered by the man in front of me.
The flared head of his dick rappelled down my throat. Taurus's penis was now my world; my life giver. I felt my anus quiver - demanding attention - but it would remain unsatisfied as my mouth was now my cunt.
The tingly feeling in my tummy grew. Taurus was well and truly into his groove; every time he withdrew I managed a small gasp of air before he turned me again into a greedy cock-sleeve.
The bull thrust deep - forcing my nose against the base of his pubic mound. I could smell the musk of testosterone and male sex waft from his body. His cock expanded, and the flared head now completely crushed my air-supply. Wave after wave of hot sticky cum was deposited to my tummy.
I could feel myself become woozy. My universe was now cock and cum, and that cum was mingling with the tingly feeling.
I came. Small pathetic spurts of cum dribbled out of my foreskin and spilt on the floor. A feeling like electric shot through my body as my tiny penis bobbed up and down for every wave of cock-sucking induced orgasm I had.
I pulled myself off the huge, drained beast, gasping for air in great dirty heaves. Eventually the room stop spinning.
'You did it - you actually came,' the bull laughed, stroking my red, cum-stained face with affection. 'Well done, kitty.'