26th of June 2042

A feeling of dread filled my stomach but when I looked him in his eyes I obeyed. I threw my jacket on the floor and i unzipped free my skirt. It fell down but it stopped on the level of my knees. I continued unbuttoning my shirt still looking into his eyes. After the first 4 buttons were freed he could see that I am not wearing bra. I blushed. My shirt fell to the ground.

"Ha, no bra. I knew you were a cunt." he laughed. I briefly stopped undressing confused from his strange laughter. He noticed it. "Continue, I didn't tell you to stop. The position of your skirt and panties is not acceptable. Remove them."

I felt like I didn't have a choice. The skirt was stuck to my knees and I freed it. The light fabric landed silently on the floor followed by my panties. I didn't like wearing too high heels but this evening was an uncomfortable exception, I was wearing my only pair of 6 inch heels. I reached to unstrap the black lace holding them.

"Stop. I like them. Don't take them off" as if that I already regretted the decision to put them on this evening was not enough. Now I had to keep them on, who knows how much time more.

"Well done. Stand still now"

Having said that he came closer. I was under a lot of tension in that same moment. Inappropriately, my overloaded with emotions mind, made my nipples rock hard. That fact did not remained unnoticed. In the very next moment his hand was resting on my left boob and started squashing it.

"I have a few ideas for your beautiful tits.But maybe it is better to surprise you later." he said while he was now squeezing both my nipples.

"Now get to your knees." his face tried to express a smile but it looked a bit creepy and unnatural. That made me feel incomfortable and I did not complied with the order right away. That seemed to annoy him and he squeezed hard my nipples.

"I guess you didn't hear me well. Get to your knees NOW." he wasn't shouting, but his voice sounded compelling and I knelt down.

My master silently stood right infront of me. The crotch of his jeans was 1 inch away from my nose. He grabbed my head and forced me to look up to his eyes. A second later, when the zippper of his jeans was down, the cock of my master fell directly on my face. It was still soft but even at this moment it was enormous. His balls ware laying just over my chin and the head of his cock was resting against my lower forehead. In the very same moment I was reflecting on the incredible size of the dick laying on my face, strong and not very pleasent smell filled my nostrils. Disgust crossed my face.

"You don't like the smell, huh? You have to get used to it. Usually smells like that after I fuck Victoria's asshole." while he was talking he took a few photos of his cock on my face with his phone. "Now open your mouth".

I obeyed. His cock was already rock hard as it entered my mouth. He was only 2 inches inside when the unpleasent smell made me feel like I was about to vomit, as I felt more and more nauseous. The involuntary reaction of my body almost made me taking a bite of his cock. As I expected this was not received well.

"Little bitch!" he grabbed my hair and withdrew his cock from my mouth. "How dare you!" while still holding my hair he took out from somewhere a O-ring gag. I tried to pull away from him, but his grip was too strong. I pursed my lips as he moved the O-ring near my mouth.

"I guess you will have to learn some manners" with his grip he forced me to look again at him.

"How old are you, slut?"

"Nineteen" I answered reluctantly

"Have you ever been throated by a cock before? Don't tell me that my cock is your first." I have given my old boyfriend a few blowjobs so I nodded in confirmation. "How many times?"

"Five or six blowjobs"

"Stupid bitch, I didn't ask you for blowjobs. Now you will learn the difference! Open your mouth!" the sound of his voice made me obey without delay. The O-ring was a bit wider then I expected so I had to open my mouth a bit more to accomodate. Once it was in place he strapped the leashes behind my head. With an explanation for additional safete he twisted my arms painfully behind my back and tied them toghether forearm to forearm just at the normal height of my elbows. Now I wasn't able to move them at all as they were snugging tightly to my back. For my luck I wasn't tired yet so I could keep my balance standing on my knees well enough.

I didn't have much time to think about it as without any postponement he inserted his smelling cock in the middle of my gag. Soon the awful smell filled my oral cavity once more time but now I didn't have the luxury to resist in any way. One moment later his 8.5 inch cock hit my tonsils. He made a few slow moves in and rubbing his dirty member in the softness of my tongue. I shivered in disgust with the taste. Up to this point I could say he was fucking my mouth gently but as soon as i thought about it he pressed my head with full force. My face was hitting the zipper of his jeans with every thrust he made and my lips were reaching almost against the base of his cock. As his cock went deeper and deeper my gag reflex kicked in full force. It became difficult to breathe, my face became red and tears started running from my eyes as he was now destroying with no remorse my cavity. Just when i thought I was about to die from having my mouth fucked in the most brutal way (I couldn't even imagine that a few hours ago), his cock erupted spraying cumm everywhere even down my throat. It felt like an explosion. The smell of the enormous amount of cumm mixed with the smell of shit that had beem already absorbed by my taste receptors.

He withdrew his cock completely. For the first time in few minutes I could breathe normanlly. I started coughing as the fresh air filled my abused opening. My face started to regain it's normal color. He just stood there watching me struggle, not botherting to move away. His cock was still a few inches from my face.

"Look at yourself. You have a makeup of a face fucked whore. Get used to it." he said after a long minute or two. Most probably my beautiful makeup from this morning was completely smeared from my tears and drool. The next thing I felt was his strong hand grabbing my hair once again. He kept my head immobilized like that and started pissing with his now soft cock directly in the opening of my gagged mouth. The hot urine filled my cavity fast and I started choking as it started leaking into my throat. The hot golden stream was so strong that it started running from my mouth directly on my chest and tits. His piss continued leaking down, first on my belly and when it reached my pussy it started dripping on the expensive carpet covering the floor. The quantity of urine was so big that I couldn't do otherwise but swallowing some part of it.

At least a few minutes has passed when I realised I was alone. I don't know when exactly he left but my hands were still tied behind my back and I was still kneeling down in a puddle of urine in the middle of his living room. My naked body was almost completely covered with his piss as strange blend of cumm, urine and my own saliva was dripping from my gagged open mouth. I was defeated. At least this is how i felt at the end of my first encounter with my master but many more days of my slavery were waiting for me just behind the corner.