Barbaria Act 4 Chapter 7 - Sex Stories

Barbaria Act 4 Chapter 7

... in order to accommodate the big knob. Oh it felt disgusting! “Flicker your tongue on the knob,” ordered Cera, “and start sucking. You will go on doing so until I tell you to stop. And don’t forget to suck strongly.” Cera seated herself on a soft chair before Xena. Xena flickered her tongue and began to suck. It wasn’t easy to suck strongly. The knob kept sliding out between her lips. “Keep the knob in, slave,” commanded Cera. Xena gripped the dildo tighter and f***ed it back into her mouth. She sucked and sucked, tongue always flickering. It was hard work but she made herself keep sucking. How dreadful if this was the real thing, she thought. And, in her heart of hearts, she knew it soon would be! She sucked for a good ten minutes. Her jaw and tongue were beginning to ache abominably. But she must go on. She must. “Take another inch into your mouth,” ordered Cera suddenly. Xena, who had been hoping for a little rest, was f***ed to obey. Cera stood up and strolled around her tapping the flexible switch on her boot. “I want you sucking more strongly, slave,” said Cera. “I know it’s tiring but you’ll soon get used to it.” Tears began to trickle down Xena’s cheeks as she f***ed herself to suck more strongly. As she strolled around, Cera would flick the rod across the top of Xena’s buttocks as a warning. Urging her on to extra efforts. After another five minutes, she got the long-awaited order to stop. With a groan of relief, Xena removed the dildo from her mouth, saliva running ...

... over her chin. Instantly, the switch lashed across her buttocks. “Did I tell you to do that?” rasped Cera. “Put it back, slave!” With another groan, Xena pushed the wet-slippery device back into her mouth. Cera saw wide, pleading eyes looking at her, but she was unmoved. This was a woman who did not deserve any mercy or pity. She had never given either herself, so she would not receive any. “After a while,” said Cera, “it will seem perfectly natural for you to have a cock in your mouth. Or a dildo, for that matter. But, at the moment, I am aware, it does not. But we will overcome. It is a simple matter of time and practice.” Cera smiled. “There is plenty of time and you will have plenty of practice.” Xena felt leaden despair within her. She was aware that all that was being said to her was the ghastly truth. She knelt, shuddering, holding the hard rubber knob in her aching mouth. After five minutes rest, the exercise was resumed and, this time, Xena had to take a further inch into her mouth as she sucked and sucked. It made her feel as if she was going to choke and she kept heaving and retching. Callously, Cera commanded her to keep at it, repeatedly tapping her with the deadly switch, sometimes on the buttocks, sometimes on her breasts. “You’ll soon get used to it,” she assured her. For ten mouth-aching minutes, Xena sucked and sucked. She had four or five inches of the thickly girthed dildo in her mouth. “Suck... suck... suck...“ insisted Cera. She moved around in front of ...