Penny’s Oral Exam 08

The day after Penny’s enslavement engagement, Ethan wakes up to Aubrie’s talented tongue and decides to adopt her as his slave wife.

Ethan woke to the sensation of a soft tongue on his balls.

The flexible muscle curled around his left nut first, caressing it gently, then drawing it into a hot orifice where it was bathed in saliva and cleaned oh so carefully. The process was repeated with his right nut in such a worshipful manner that Ethan couldn’t help but be astounded.

He raised his head to look.

Indeed, between his bare legs, were the familiar red curls of Aubrie, his cumfree girlfriend.

Her eyes were half closed, a reverent expression on her face as she mapped out every single wrinkle in Ethan’s scrotum with her nose, tongue and lips. It was enough to make Ethan completely hard in a split second.

“Morning slut,” Ethan rasped, voice thick with arousal.

Aubrie paused in her loving lickathon and gave him a look of complete adoration. Her eyes crinkled up into upturned crescents and she smiled, pressing her nose right into the space where Ethan’s cock met his balls.

“Morning master,” she whispered back, inhaling Ethan’s masculine dick odour deeply as she did so. His cock twitched against the soft skin of her beautiful face and he marveled at his good luck. While all sluts were trained to serve cock with their mouths, few truly understood how early morning cock and ball worship was essential to the relationship between master and slave wife!

Ethan laid his head back down and closed his eyes, enjoying the pleasurable sensations of a hot tongue diligently polishing his dick and nuts.

This was what he really missed, lazy mornings filled with the eager and enthusiastic submission of a beautiful young woman dedicated to pleasing him.

His phone rang, drawing Ethan from his haze of pleasure.

Ethan lazily reached for his phone and swiped up, accepting the call.

Instantly, the screen was filled with the sight of Penny bound on the bed, moaning loudly as a fuck machine plowed her cunt and pussy.

“Morning Mr Wolfe,” the serious voice of Dwain Gary came through the speakers, “Penny wanted to show you the good news.”

Upon hearing that, Penny thrust her chest at the camera. Her teen tits had been wrapped with rope until they were swollen and protruding in an obscene manner, which made the golden rings in her nipples all the more prominent.

Ethan sat up quickly, grabbing Aubrie’s head to keep her throat on his cock as he did so.

“You said yes?” Ethan exclaimed in delight.

“Yes daddy!” Penny moaned loudly, tears running down her face even as she smiled.

Dwain brought the camera closer to Penny’s new engagement rings, tweaking them in turn to make Penny gasp and squeal.

They were placed appropriately close to the base of each areola to help bear the load of supporting each breast when Penny eventually recovered enough to wear tit straps.

Ethan expected no less of Dwain. The serious young man was proving to be the perfect match for his slutty daughter, and he was so proud that Penny agreed to her eventual enslavement.

“Congratulations!” Ethan said, feeling a little teary at the knowledge that his beautiful whore of a daughter had found a good dominant husband that would properly guide her in her submissive ways.

“Now that you’re marrying my slut daughter, you should definitely call me Ethan,” the older man told Dwain. The serious young man made a soft noise of agreement, picking up a cane that lay beside Penny. He swung it twice, decorating the underside of Penny’s rack with two lovely welts. Penny squealed again, sobbing as her bound tits were caned.

“Thank you sir, thank you for caning my tits!” she gasped.

A few short months of dating Dwain had turned Penny into such an exemplary and well-mannered whore, it was inspiring!

“We’re thinking of an early August wedding,” Dwain said, positioning the camera so that Ethan could see how the fuckmachines speared open Penny’s helpless holes.

“That’s only two months away,” Ethan said softly. In two months, his sweet submissive daughter would become someone else’s wife, properly enslaved, committed to cock servitude. It seemed like only yesterday that he was taking her virginities for the first time, helping open up her tight holes. Now she was getting pierced and moving out!

Dwain was quiet for a moment, letting the loud moaning of Penny do the talking.

“She really is a wonderful slut,” he said at last.

Ethan understood. He really did. No dominant man in their right mind would deny a fellow adult male the pleasure of having his balls tongue bathed every morning or the joy of having a well-trained slave wife to serve as a convenient 24/7 cocksleeve.

Dwain was a virile young man who deserved all that and Ethan was glad that Penny could do those things for him.

“Well then, we should help you start preparing! Right Aubrie?”

Ethan punctuated his sentence with a few deep thrusts into Aubrie’s throat. As an experienced throat sleeve, she moaned with pleasure at the rough treatment, giving Ethan a wide-eyed look of adoration.

“That would be appreciated,” Dwain replied. He flicked Penny’s clit, tugging it roughly until she squealed. He flipped the screen and gave Ethan a serious nod, saying
“I’ll see you later.”

The call ended and Ethan turned his attention to Aubrie.

He pulled her off for a moment.

“Congratulations sir,” Aubrie said softly. She was smiling, “Don’t worry, my brother will enslave her well!”

Ethan wasn’t worried about that. It was bittersweet of course, but it was for the best. Penny couldn’t remain an unmarried slut daughter forever! Still, her gentle reassurance seemed to lift a burden off his heart.

“Thank you, slut.” Ethan grabbed Aubrie by the hair and rubbed his dick under her nose, allowing her another whiff of his cock. Aubrie flushed a light pink and murmured a heartfelt thanks.

Ethan got up, pulling Aubrie up with him. As much as he would have liked to fuck her all day, he and her both had to work!

“Go get breakfast ready,” Ethan growled, spanking Aubrie as she scampered to obey.

Ethan got in the shower, picking up one of Aubrie’s empty bottles at the sink. They were transparent glass bottles, covered in sticker quotes like “URINE LUCK!”, “PEE HAPPY”, “FREEDOM IN WHIZZDOM” and “PISSFUL BLISS”. She had had them ever since she began her slave training as a teen.

Proper wives weren’t supposed to just ask for cock gifts, but when Aubrie showed Ethan the small purse sized bottles and asked Ethan if he would perhaps consider allowing her to drink his pee throughout the day, Ethan found it endearing. Most slaves didn’t actually enjoy piss drinking, submitting only because it was expected of them in normal society and they no other choice. But Aubrie reveled in the vile act, loved showing off her humiliation when she voluntarily and eagerly drank bottles of pure piss.

The fact that Aubrie wanted to have Ethan’s fluids all the time pleased him to no end. It made that possessive part of his brain want to throw her down and then fuck her until both her shitter and his cock were raw from chafing.

Well, since this was something that Ethan could easily give, he saw no problem with filling up her ‘water’ bottles for her to take to work! Ethan pressed the tip of his dick against the opening of the bottle and began to relieve himself.

His morning stream was usually a light yellow but today, it was a little darker than usual because he had spent last night drinking beer instead of properly hydrating. No matter, Aubrie would appreciate it regardless.

Ethan filled up two of the small bottles, holding a little back so that Aubrie could drink it straight from his bladder. He capped them tightly and rinsed off the exterior before hopping into the shower.

Aubrie’s presence in his life was showing in every part of his house now. Her dildos had been cleaned and neatly arranged by size on the shower rack. Her shampoo and bodywash sat next to Ethan’s favourites. Her towel was hanging on the rack, a pale blue one with a dick embroidered in the corner. It made Ethan smile.

Ethan allowed his erection to flag a little as he cleaned up and then got dressed in a dark green button down along with dark grey slacks. He left his pants unbuttoned and his cock out, knowing that Aubrie would appreciate the easy access later. He picked out an outfit for Aubrie as well, a deep blue dress with a cut out nipples holes as well as a crotch-high split down the front. It would make sure she was appropriately exposed throughout the day and allow her to show off her accessories.

As Ethan descended the stairs, he could already smell bacon and eggs, a good hearty breakfast! Aubrie was on her knees at the bottom of the stairs, completely naked and waiting for him.

“Good slut,” Ethan said simply, petting her head. She beamed up at him and crawled after him as he headed for the dining room. The dining table was already laid out with his breakfast and a cup of strong coffee. On the floor at his feet was Aubrie’s slave bowl, already filled with a nutritious mixture of yoghurt, berries and cum. The cum was cold from the fridge, so it was thick and gelatinous.

“Eat, slut,” Ethan commanded.

“Thank you sir!” Aubrie thanked him enthusiastically before bending her head to the bowl and lapping it up with her tongue. Unlike Penny, who still managed to get her food on her face when she ate from the floor, Aubrie was an expert by now. She delicately curled her tongue into the jelly like substance and then brought it into her mouth, closing her eyes to savour the taste and then swallow it.

Ethan admired the show as he dug into his own breakfast. When Aubrie was done, she licked her bowl clean and then put her hands up in a begging position, looking at Ethan expectantly.

The older man spread his legs and nodded. Aubrie quickly crawled between them and then took the tip of his cock into her mouth.

Ethan stroked her curls gently and relaxed his bladder.

Her beautiful green eyes drifted shut in pisswhore bliss as her mouth was filled with whizz. Aubrie swallowed eagerly, moaning softly as she did so. She had been shy about her pee-loving nature in the beginning, but now that they had been dating for some time, Aubrie had no qualms showing Ethan just how much she adored drinking his urine straight from his bladder.

“That’s it, good slut!” Ethan growled.

Aubrie pulled back as the stream ended. She gargled the last mouthful for a moment before swallowing it.

“Thank you, sir! Thank you for using my mouth as a toilet!” she reverently lapped and sucked at Ethan’s cock, coaxing it back up to full hardness.

With a firm hand, Ethan guided Aubrie’s head onto his stiff rod. When her chin was pressed against his balls, Ethan continued eating as normal. He cut into the bacon and savoured each bite as Aubrie’s well-trained throat flexed around his dick. Her muffled moans sent pleasant vibrations through Ethan’s dick and crotch, making his breakfast thoroughly enjoyable.

Aubrie never pulled back by herself if she wasn’t given the command. Ethan could feel her struggling to breathe, but she kept herself in a full deepthroat through sheer willpower. It was another thing that Ethan found astounding about her. Her determination allowed her to choke herself to unconsciousness on her master’s cock, and had kept her orgasmless for years. Such discipline was rare.

But of course, Ethan didn’t want her to get hurt in the process, not like this. So he gently flicked her forehead and reminded her to breathe.

Aubrie pulled back just long enough to take a gulp of air before she was choking herself again. The process repeated a couple more times before Ethan finished his breakfast and pushed the plates aside.

“C’mon slut, on the table.”

“Yes sir!”

The redhead obeyed immediately, scrambling up onto the sturdy wood. She knew what was coming next and positioned herself with her head hanging off the side.

Ethan grabbed her nipple rings and tugged. At the same time, he thrust his cock deeply into her throat, groaning at the feeling of her breath on his balls. Like this, with her spread out on the table, he could see how much slick her cunt had produced. Like his daughter, Aubrie was always wet, always horny. But unlike Penny, Aubrie was dedicated to denying herself the final pleasure of going over the edge.

“Such a slutty whorish body. Look at you! You love being throat fucked, don’t you?!”

Aubrie moaned loudly in agreement, holding onto the edges of the table for stability as Ethan began to fuck her throat in earnest.

They didn’t have time for a long and leisurely oral lovemaking like Ethan would like to do. Instead, he had to content himself with a fast and furious throat pounding.

As he pistoned his hips and rammed his dick into poor Aubrie’s open mouth, Ethan took the chance to tug and tease her nipples, slapping her tits hard to make her scream.

After each slap, he could feel her lips moving around his dick. Ever the polite slut, Aubrie’s constant flow of muffled ‘Thank you, sir’s were spoken directly onto his fuckpole, heightening Ethan’s admiration of her proper slut manners.

With a final few thrusts, Ethan slammed his dick in deep and then blasted his spunk down Aubrie’s throat. This time though, he held himself there until he felt Aubrie start to go limp.

Ethan pulled his softening dick from her face and slapped her hard.

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

The blow not only brought her back to awareness, it added to the redness of her flushed cheeks, making her addled expression all the more lewd.

“Thank you sir, thank you for fucking my throat!”

Ethan smiled down at her.

“You’re such a lovely slut,” he murmured, stroking her hair gently. He wiped the tears from her cheeks before bidding her to get cleaned up.

Aubrie, ever the dutiful slave, made sure Ethan was cleaned and tucked away before she ran to shower and get changed.

Ethan busied himself with getting his work things in order and putting the dirty plates in the dishwasher. When that was done, he went to the little gift bag he had gotten a few days ago and pulled out a little case.

Aubrie came bounding down the stairs in her blue dress, holding the matching tit strap.

“Sir, could you help me with this?” she asked hopefully.

Ethan smiled.

Slave piercings were considered a man’s property even though they were in the bodies of women. The women weren’t supposed to touch them. Of course, for practical purposes, many slave wives still had to, but most girls tried to minimize contact in every way possible.

Ethan held out his hand for the strap and pulled Aubrie closer to him.

She had rinsed off the sweat that she worked up from serving him, cleaned her face, and redone her hair into a messy high bun. Her pierced nipples poked through the holes in the dress, perfectly positioned to show off her rings. Ethan took the metal hook on one end of the blue strap and then clipped it to Aubrie’s left nipple ring. He passed the strap around the back of Aubrie’s neck then brought it down on the other side. With a sharp click, the other clasp was in place. It was too loose to provide any kind of chest lift, so he carefully shortened the strap. Aubrie moaned softly as her nipples were pulled upwards and her titflesh with it!

“Thank you siiiir,” she whimpered, face screwed up in discomfort

“I have a present for you,” Ethan said, kissing her on the forehead.

“Sir?” Aubrie asked, looking confused. Ethan opened the case.

Inside were two decorative nipple toppers and a clitoral accessory. The nipple toppers had stiff circular wire that was designed to be pressed closed around the areola. Two different lengths strings of shiny beads dangled from either side of the wire and there were two long golden chains hanging from the middle of the circle. The clit accessory was a little more ostentatious. It was a large golden bell with two tiny dick shaped charms on each side.

Aubrie looked up at Ethan, gratitude and adoration written all over her face.

“Sir, you shouldn’t have!” she exclaimed, going pink with delight.

“I wanted to,” Ethan shushed her. He tugged roughly on one of her nipples, then started to affix the topper to it.

“You’ve been a wonderful addition to my life, a lovely fuckdoll, an attentive slave slut,” Ethan continued as he affixed the other one.

Aubrie was wide-eyed, her gaze never leaving Ethan’s face as he parted her crotch-high slit to expose her bare cunt.

“You’re the smartest, most well-mannered whore I’ve ever met and I’d love if you’d come to live with me forever,” Ethan whispered, clasping the bell to Aubrie’s clitoral D-Ring. To finish the look, he attached the gold chains that hung from her nipple toppers, to either side of her clit piercing. Her breast accessories drew attention and the gold chains would lead wandering eyes right down to her swollen clitoris and damp thighs.

“Sir… Ethan are you asking me if-” Her hands flew up to cover her mouth in shock.

Ethan yanked on her chains, making her gasp and moan again.

“I’m asking if you’ll be my cum-free wife!” he growled.

To his surprise, tears welled up in Aubrie’s large eyes and she began to sob pitifully.

“What’s wrong,” Ethan asked, feeling a little panicked. Had he somehow misread all the signs? He thought that they were very well-matched, but maybe-

“Bu… but I haven’t even been de-ringed yet!” Aubrie wailed, tears coursing down her face, “How could you want me with the piercings of another man still in my body?”

It took a moment for Ethan to process her words.

She was insecure. Insecure about the fact that she still wore the rings of her ex-husband.

It was true. Most orphan-wives would have to be de ringed before any man would give them the time of day, but the thought hadn’t even crossed Ethan’s mind.

“Do… do you want to be de-ringed and re-pierced?” Ethan asked cautiously. The process of removing the rings and then getting pierced again wasn’t an absolute necessity, just very common. If Ethan really wanted to, he could just head down to the Domestic Affairs Bureau and file for wife-adoption during lunch. As long as Dwain signed over his ownership, Ethan could own Aubrie by tonight.

Aubrie sniffled.

“I… I don’t know, sir,” she said in a tiny voice, “On one hand, I want to wear your rings, sir! I’d love to dedicate my most sensitive parts to you in a proper ceremony and have you pierce me in front of all our friends and family. But I’m scared that they’ll become less sensitive and you won’t be able to enjoy torturing them anymore! What if I can’t suffer for you like I suffer now?”

A wave of affection so strong and intense crashed over Ethan. His love and admiration for Aubrie doubled in that very instance.

The root of her fear lay in being unable to submit and suffer sexually for him. If that didn’t scream ‘perfect slave wife’, Ethan didn’t know what did.

“Shh shh, it’s okay,” Ethan gathered her into his arms, hugging her tightly as he made soothing sounds in her ear. Her smaller frame shook as she cried.

“Were you worrying about that all this time?” Ethan asked, pulling back to wipe away her tears.

Aubrie nodded, looking woeful.

“The Domestic Affairs Bureau gave me an appointment in six month’s time,” she said, sniffling sadly, “I didn’t think you’d want to adopt me when I have these!”

Ethan hugged her again, then put tilted her face up to look her in the eye.

“I never thought of them as his,” he said seriously, “From the very first moment you told me that you were orphaned and available, I thought of them as mine. It doesn’t matter if you never get rid of them. I like them just fine the way they are. But!”

Ethan held up a finger, “-if you want to get rid of them, I’ll love to adopt you now wait for the appointment together.”

Aubrie sniffed.

“But what if they become less sensitive?” she asked in a tiny voice.

“With modern medicine, I’m sure one of the many creams will help you get back the sensations. And if they really never regain their former sensitivity, I’ll just find some other way to torment you sexually.” It was true. Ethan did enjoy a good nipple and clit twisting session, but he knew he was inventive enough that he could get Aubrie to scream some other way.

“Really?” Her eyes were bright with affection and hope.

“Trust me, Aubrie. I’ll make you scream and you’ll learn to love it,” Ethan said tenderly, brushing a stray lock of hair out of her face.

“I already do, sir,” Aubrie whispered. She scrubbed at her face with a tiny smile.

“Does that mean you want me to adopt you?” Ethan gently prompted her.

Aubrie nodded enthusiastically.

“Yes sir, please sir,” she whispered, her voice full of her trust and love.

Ethan’s heart swelled and he held her tightly in his arms.

“Good,” he said into her hair, unable to stop the big grin from creeping onto his face, “Very good.”

A/N: I’m going to be off again for awhile. My health is up and down and all over the place. Y’all can always chat to me via storiesonline.com (same user name) or email me. I’m kinkbugart on gmail.

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