Sex shop visit part 4

Another visit, David sees my potential, trains me and tells me home truths

Aftermath of my first spit roasting.

I got home around 8 o’clock in the morning, taking the time to text my wife and call into work and explain that I had a nasty tummy bug, then I fell into bed and slept for the day.

I have to admit that when I woke up I felt extraordinarily guilty, not to mention ashamed of myself. After all, I had allowed myself to be used sexually, been humiliated by bathing in urine et cetera et cetera. It takes years to rid oneself of Catholic guilt, and mine was certainly kicking in, big style.

When my wife came home from her business trip, out of guilt, I made dinner and bought some flowers. To be honest I think she was suspicious as to why, but seemed happy to accept these minor kindnesses. While I tried to hide the fact that I was completely shaven below the waist, she did spot it, and I thought accepted my explanation that all cyclists did it.

However I did hear her observation as she left the room

“Seems effeminate if you ask me”

I resolved to try and kick my deepening pornography habit and my anal masturbation sessions, and did so for a week, perhaps two. Perhaps other enthusiastic porn users are familiar with the binge followed by denial cycle my porn consumption followed. That cycle had originally been driven by an initial genuine desire to kick the porn habit. However, more recently I had to admit it was at least partially driven by my certainty that I would inevitably return to porn and that when I did having had a period of denial would massively increase my satisfaction.

I had enjoyed three weeks of complete abstinence when my wife went on another business trip. I treated her trip as a sign from the porn gods.

I made sure to get home early from work, stripped naked and fired up my favourite gay porn DVDs. It was the first time I got to experiment with watching very very hard gay porn, courtesy of David, and to enjoy them whilst squatting and bouncing on my vibrator. As an experiment I drank litres of water and enjoyed sniffing a popper and then bouncing whilst pissing on my plastic wank sheet. Thanks to the poppers I then sucked all of my piss off the sheet whilst making sure my hair, face and body were soaked.

In planning his wank session I had resolved to curtail my sex life to the kinkiest wank sessions I could think of and not revisit David or his shop. I lied to myself that I had reached nirvana for my sexual being.x

That is until my wife told me that she was going on a two-week business trip to the US. Immediately I knew this was only going to end one way.

I was aware that David had offered to train my gag reflex out of me, and I have to say the videos of enormously hung studs going balls deep in a twinks mouth really really turned me on. I especially loved seeing a massive cock disappear down a throat and then the subs tongue gently lap on the alpha’s balls.

My wife explained she was going to fly on a Saturday morning, so she could get over jetlag by the time she had to work on the Monday. I feigned disappointment at not spending the weekend with her even as I texted David and asked him if the offer of deep throat training still available. He suggested that the best day to come would be a Saturday as he could line up some of his most reliable alphas. He also asked me something which frankly blew my mind.

“Seeing as your missus is gone for a couple of weeks, why don’t you bring some of her sexiest outfits, stockings, a miniskirt to wear while we are training you?”

I had two simultaneous very strong reactions to his suggestion, the first was guilt as to how I could be so disrespectful to my loving wife. But the stronger reaction produced an erection in my tiny cock and had my rifling through her wardrobes. I was surprised by what I found at the back of one of her shelves. It was a stash of very sexy mini skirts, lingerie, see through blouses. If I hadn’t been so self absorbed I might have asked myself if I really knew my wife.

As it was, I immediately picked out a wraparound leather skirt which flattered my figure, stockings and a couple of pairs of her knickers. I also grabbed a gorgeous see through blouse I had never seen before.

As my wife was in a taxi to the airport i jumped into a shower and shaved everywhere below my neck, armpits n all. I oiled my body, loving how sensious it felt. Checking out my naked body in the mirror as I fitted my cock cage, I found I was observing myself in a newly critical way.

“Am I too fat?”

“Should I lose some weigh?”

“Does David like how I look?”

I resolved to ask his opinion as soon as appropriate.

That being said when I slipped a pair of my wifes white undies on, I loved the feeling of wearing her knickers and seeing my tiny bulge.

No sooner had my wife texted me to say she was on board her flight and would be in touch late that night, when she got to her hotel, I ran out the door and got a minicab to David’s shop.

This time I more brazenly went in the door to see David behind the counter and already four clients, all of whom I recognised from my spit roasting. David immediately went to the door and flipped the sign to read “closed”. He then took me by the hand and brought me to one of the booths telling me he wanted to personally dress me.

He whistled appreciatively when he saw the leather miniskirt, the fact that I was already caged and had spent the time to shave my chest and armpits.

When I started to dress myself he brushed my hands away.

“That’s my job honey”

He then proceeded to undress me, throwing my male clothes into a bin normally used for spunk soaked tissues and condoms.

“You won’t be needing those any more “

The next ten minutes were the most sensuous of my life up until that point. David lightly held my hand above my head , encouraging me to twirl. My earlier insecurities concerning my body returned, which David sensed.

“ Babe you have a sexy girly body” he paused briefly before continuing

“Although we can certainly improve it in some areas” he sensitively continued as he pinched more than an inch of fat on my belly.

He then concentrated on dressing me, stockings first, followed by the skirt. He pulled me close to him looking over my shoulder into the mirror. I felt him take my ass in his large hands and squeeze tightly, saying in a voice just about audible.

“So so sexy”

He loved my transparent blouse and asked a question I had not yet had the perception to ask.

“You sure your missus isn’t fucking around?”

My reflection on his question was interrupted as he took two nipple clamps out of his pocket. He made sure I had taken a huge sniff of a popper before clamping my nipples. Pain shot through me and then a warmer sexier sensation seemed to connect my tiny cock with my nipples. Finally he took a wig out of his bag. I was going to be a platinum blonde. His final touch was to help me apply bright red lipstick, to my cock sucking lips as he called them.

I truly believe that I felt how every woman feels when she spends time dressing for a night out and looks in her mirror as she goes out the door, confident that she is looking sexy as hell.

David led me out to the shop where I received wolf whistles of appreciation. He asked me to pose for photos which brought out the exhibitionist in me.

Having closed the shop David was happy to bring us all upstairs where I saw he had already set up a video camera.

The combination of poppers, all of the hunky Alpha doms who by now were either stroking their cock beneath their jeans or openly wanking themselves as well as the reek of stale urine, really really turned me on.

David explained quickly that by the time I went home that night I would be able to take the largest cock down my throat, tickle the balls with my tongue and swallow rope after rope of spunk.

My first client stripped naked and sat in a comfortable chair stroking is seven inch thick cock. I knelt before him understanding his need as he pulled his knees to his chest. I spent the next 10 minutes tonguing and rimming his arse hole and lapping and sucking on each of his weighty testicles.

On David’s instruction I took his mushroom head between my lips only to feel his hand behind my head pushing me down until my chain rested on his gorgeous testicles. When I gagged he released my head to let me lift by a couple of inches and then pushed it down again, a process which we repeated for perhaps 10 minutes. This guy had amazing control. However by the end of 10 minutes I was now comfortably able to accommodate him and had learned how to breathe and suck in a way which pleased my master.

When he started face fucking me hard I knew he was about to come and took a risk by pushing my one of my fingers deep in his lubricated asshole.

He jumped, but then pushed back against my finger and grunted “push three fingers in there” which I did and was rewarded by my first load of the day.

This process continued for the next three hours, only interrupted by breaks to watch the hardest pornography I have ever seen, to top up on my poppers, and I guess to rest my throat a little.

My last subject was of course David, whose dominance was emphasised by his 12 inch gorgeous gorgeous cock. Not surprisingly he took things further than the others. He placed his not yet erect cock in my mouth telling me to “drink all my piss” which I did dutifully.

He then reached down and started pulling and tweaking on my nipple clamps which shot pain through my body. He mixed this up with getting one of the guys to help me sniff poppers until I no longer felt pain even as he twisted my nipples aggressively. He told me to take my time starting with his arsehole, his taint and his balls before addressing his cock.

All this was being captured on video. 10 minutes of sucking his balls and licking his arse produced a raging throbbing erection. When he started bouncing his cock off my forehead and cheeks I truly felt wonderful.

By now I intuitively understood when and how to take his cock. I took his cock out in my mouth and looked him in the eye (or at least looked at the camera directly) and then slowly slowly lowered my head until my chin rested against his balls.

“Good girl, good girl” he cooed. “Now hold that for as long as possible”

I have to say I had a struggle breathing and only when I was starting to feel I might blackout did I back of his cock to allow some oxygen into my lungs and brain. We repeated this multiple times, although admittedly I did puke a little over his groin which he insisted I cleanup.

His control was incredible because it wasn’t until after 20 to 30 minutes of my deep throating him that he finally said he was about to come. I have to say I was very surprised when he gave me a choice as to where I wanted his load.

“I want a facial, and I want a video and photographs of your spunk on my face”

David smiled and after tugging on his mighty cock three or four times started to spunk on my face. Rope after rope of his hot spunk hit my face, my forehead and even my eyes. Only when I thought I was at risk of his seed being spilled on the floor did I take his cock head back in my mouth to receive his spunk on my tongue. Very briefly this reminded me of going to mass as a c***d, and going to communion, and the priest placing the wafer on my outstretched tongue.

When he had finished David had more instructions.

“Swallow what’s in your mouth, but rub my spunk into your face neck and chest, and let it dry”

He then turned to the alphas and told them that the show was over and that he would be spending the rest of the day with me.

I felt an immediate change in the vibe in the room. Not only did I feel enormous respect and perhaps even love for David but I also felt some trepidation, knowing that whatever he asked me to do I would not be able to reject.

He sensed my nervousness and immediately put me at ease.

“Remember the last time I told you that you could be very very special?” Which of course I had remembered very vividly.

“If you are in agreement I would like to take our relationship further?”

My tummy jumped in response and I believe he may have even seen my blush through the coat of spunk on my face.

“I have been nurturing submissive twinks like you for about 10 years now, but frankly I have never come across any who are as instinctively and intuitively submissive as you are”

he paused making sure that I was taking on board everything he said.

“Not only are you a submissive to the very core of your being but over our three encounters so far you have demonstrated that you combine your submissiveness with an insatiable desire for cock, spunk , piss and of course cock in your arse”

“Many many times I’ve encountered little girls as submissive as you are but without the hunger for sex, believe me you are a prize for any alpha”

There was a pause in the conversation for a few minutes as I absorbed everything he said and felt the weight of expectation. I knew instinctively that whatever David was to need from me in the future, that I would willingly and enthusiastically give to him. And I also knew that my domestic life would have to change so that I could accommodate David. The wave of sadness washed over me as I knew it was either my wife or David, although in reality I also knew there was no choice.

David nodded slowly “I see that you fully understand how you answer my questions in the next 10 minutes have the potential to change your life dramatically. So what is it to be, me or your wife?”

A single tear and down my face as I looked him directly in his wonderful brown eyes, pausing briefly to collect myself.

“I want you in my life for ever David”

He smiled broadly and leaned forward kissing me initially very tenderly on the lips which escalated to a gorgeous all tongues French kiss. I was overcome by emotion and blurted out “I love you so much David”

David pulled away and looking me a little more sternly in the eye said “I hope you’re not underestimating how challenging this transition will be and please please do not mistake me for a replacement for your wife. I am now your master, you will call me Daddy and you are my sissy sub bitch who I will use whatever way I wish”

I was shocked by his next comment.

“Even if I decide to whore you out to my clientele in the shop I will expect you to do that willingly and enthusiastically”

I sat back in my heels and hung my head for a few minutes. I absorbed what he had said about being my master and my being his bitch. On the face of it this is not an attractive proposition, but as I reflected I clearly understood that this was just the final destination of the journey I had been on. I knew that if I did not avail of this opportunity I would regret it for the rest of my life.

I bowed my head before David and in a clear confident voice said “I understand Daddy, I am yours to use as you see fit”

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