My Masterfriend's Games or What Happened to R - Sex Stories

My Masterfriend's Games or What Happened to R

... this role-play session be pretty authentic is admirable. I was actually scared for what he might do if I didn't do what he said to do. So here I am, on my knees, kneeling on the other side of a piece of paneling in a corner of the garage with a decent size hole in front of me. I can't see through it since there seems to be cloth covering it from the outside, and I can barely see anything in my "cubicle" either. It wasn't long until the side door of the garage opened, and I can hear footsteps approaching my place of concealment. It was a relief to hear my Master's voice piercing the darkness. "Hey, baby. Daddy has something for you to take care of. Do it real nice like, and you'll get a nice reward. Fuck it up, and you'll get fucked up. Got it? Don't say anything. Just do." This is cool! My Master made me a glory hole so he can treat me like a craigslist whore or something. He sure made me feel the part from his earlier talks, and now he's pretending to be a John for me to service. I wonder what my reward will be? There! I can hear the belt being unbuckled and the zipper going down. Now the pants are sliding down. "Any second now," I think as I lick my lips in anticipation of his "spear strong" being shoved through the hole. The cloth pulled aside and through the dim light, I can see a half-hard cock being shoved towards me to service for my John. What light there was is now blocked my the pelvis and balls of my "John." I reached up to where the cock should be and thought ...

... about it. I was reaching for a cock and not Gert, not a Master, and not a Mr. John. I was simply reaching for a cock and by deduction, the cock was wanting something from the "hole" to make it happy. That thing in the hole was me. Gert has just moved me from being his sub Leslie to being an object of sex. In mere seconds after grabbing the cock in front of me I became a tool for sex. Nothing else. And yes. I like it. Thrilling! I held the cock with two fingers and stroked my fingernails along the length to get it harder, and it was sure working. The heft was getting greater, and everything was getting longer and wider by the moment. I leaned forward and made sure the cock knew I was there. I held it tightly with my lips just past the head, and my tongue began to fuck the dick hole with purpose. That was the first time I heard a noise from the cocks owner and what a special noise it was. A sound you only get from a primal instinct, and it was me who caused it! For a living sex object, it felt kinda powerful! I opened my mouth and lowered my tongue I went as far as I could. The paneling hindered my efforts to take him deeper into my mouth. Without it, I am sure I could have gotten Mr. "John" Gert deep enough for a real deep throat. Ah well. He wants a BJ through a Glory Hole so it's a bj he'll get. I practiced what I knew to get the cock off in fairly short order. Not that there aren't any spectacular details to mention. Simply; make a cock hard, pleasure for a few moments, edge ...