Becoming a Cock Worshipper

Soon, he was sitting up, both hands tightly gripping the back of my head, forcing me deep onto his swollen cock head. Before long I was gagging on him like I knew I would, spraying spit and precum onto his cock, and dribbling down my chin. I instinctively tried to draw back, but he held me firmly in place, pushing his cock deeper into my throat, until my lips were nearly wrapped around his 3in thick base. "Yes you little whore, you like sucking that cock don't you?" I couldn't respond, and didn't know he expected me too until his hand was on my throat, and he slapped my wet, eyeliner smeared face firmly. "Tell me you like sucking my cock slut! Are you a nasty cocksucking slut?" I whimpered a pathetic yes as my eyes welled up with tears.

I could hardly breathe but was determined to keep sucking his cock the way he wanted me to, like a filthy whore. I knew my eyeliner was smeared and running, and I saw my lipstick splotched all over his cock too. He pulled his cock out quickly, leaving me gasping, drool dripping from my lips and chin, trailing to his dripping cock head.

"Get on all fours bitch, like you're about to get ass-fucked," I did as I was told, getting into doggie position, my back arched, ass sticking up. I realized my dildo was still in my bag, but it didn't matter. He stood in front of me, and looped his fingers through the ring on my choker and pulled me onto his slimy cock and began fucking my throat. I continued gagging, and was conscious of being a real mess by this point... his pre cum was mixed with my drool and covering my face, neck, and the front of my chest, my eyeliner and lipstick were smeared, and Ray was mercilessly forcing his cock deeper and deeper into my throat. I knew I belonged here, worshipping this man's gorgeous shaft, pleasing him with my wet mouth and throat.

I had taken all but the last inch up to this point, but he soon had forced his entire length into my throat. I felt completely used. A faggot, a whore, cumslut, bitch, slut, pussy.