Down the Path Part 2

'Look in the mirror faggot. Look in the mirror and tell me what the fagboy wanted.'

Tears start rolling down my cheeks, softly 'More cock Sir.'

'Say it boy.'

Looking at myself in mirror, 'I want more cock.'

He makes me say it over and over as he strokes me. He takes his other hand bringing it around to my face and starts smearing the cum all over my face, coating it, forcing his fingers into my mouth deeply at time. He uses my face and mouth for his pleasure, humiliating his boy, making him lick his hand all clean. Realize my face smells like cum. Your hand pulls me back against you to where I can feel your hard cock through your slacks pressing against my panty covered ass. Your hot breathe in my ear, repeating over and over softly, faggot, cumslut, cocksucker, sissyboy, wimp.

Your hand feels so good, I feel that I'm about to cum. 'Sir, if you don't stop, I'm going to cum.'

You go faster. 'Cum in your panties sissyboy.' I can't help it and I cum so hard. It's all I can do to keep from crying out. I fill my panties with my hot cum. Feels so wet, so messy as I start to come down from the high I was on. Thinking that must be one of the best cums ever.

'Time to go fagboy.'

Putting my clothes back on, I notice my knees again. 'Sir, do you have anything I could clean my knees with?'

'Leave them like they are boy. I think most people here know what went on back here anyway.'

'But Sir.' He ignores me and takes my bicep again and leads me slowly through the booths. It feels like he is showing them all his dominance over me. My eyes low not wanting to make eye contact with them but I can tell that all the men are looking at me. I wonder if I sucked any of them. I don't see anyone I know. I'm still scared about someone who knows me knowing I was here and what I was doing here. He takes me into the main area and I see the clerk staring at me and then you looking back at him.

'Go ask him if he works tomorrow and what time he gets a break boy. I think he likes you.'