As I stood in the dimly lit dungeon, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. The room was filled with all sorts of kinky equipment, but it was the figure in pretty pink panties on his knees before me that truly caught my attention. “Now, sissy boy,” I began, my voice firm and commanding. “You’ve asked me to teach you how to be a good cock sucker, and I’m going to do just that. But first, let me make one thing clear: this is not a game or some silly little fantasy. Remember, this is serious business, and I expect you to treat it as such.”
The figure before me nodded eagerly, his eyes wide with anticipation.
I could see the excitement in his eyes, and I knew that he was ready to learn.
“Good,” I said, nodding in approval. “Then let’s begin. First, we need to get you acquainted with the tool of the trade. Do you see this?” I asked, gesturing to the strap-on hanging from the ceiling. “This is a dildo. It’s going to be your best friend for the next little while, so you’d better get used to it.”
The sissy boy’s eyes widened even further as he took in the sight of the dildo. It was large and intimidating, but I could see the excitement in his eyes even more. He was eager to learn, and I was eager to teach him.
“Now, before we get started, I need to make sure you’re properly prepared,” I said, reaching for a bottle of lube. “This is essential. Without it, you’re going to end up with a sore jaw and a lot of discomfort. Trust me, you don’t want that.”
So, you want to be a good cock sucker?
I squirted a generous amount of lube onto my fingers and began to rub it into the sissy boy’s lips. He parted eagerly, allowing me to coat every inch of his mouth. I could feel his excitement growing as I worked the lube into his mouth, and I knew he was ready to move on to the next step.
“Alright, sissy boy. It’s time to get down to business,” I said, gesturing to the dildo. “I want you to start by getting familiar with the shape and size. Take your time. There’s no rush.”
The sissy boy reached out tentatively, his fingers brushing against the smooth surface of the dildo. He wrapped his hand around it, testing the weight and texture. I could see the concentration on his face as he worked to memorize every inch of the dildo.
“Good,” I said, nodding in approval. “Now, I want you to open your mouth wide. I’m going to guide the dildo in, and I want you to focus on relaxing your jaw and throat. This is going to take some practice, but I have faith in you.”
The sissy boy did as he was told, opening his mouth wide and relaxing his jaw.
I slowly guided the dildo into his mouth, watching as his cheeks hollowed out and his throat worked to accommodate the big thick dildo. He gagged slightly, but I could see the determination in his eyes. He was not going to give up.
“Very good,” I said, nodding in approval. “Now, I want you to practice swallowing. I know it’s going to be difficult with the dildo in your mouth, but it’s important. This is going to help you learn how to deep-throat, which is a crucial skill for any good cock sucker.”
The sissy boy did as he was told, his throat working to swallow the dildo. He gagged again, but I could see the progress he was making and he was getting better with each passing second, and I knew he was well on his way to becoming a proficient cock sucker.
“Now, sissy boy, I want you to practice using your tongue,” I said, guiding the dildo in and out of his mouth.
“Think of it like a lollipop. I want you to lick and swirl your tongue around the shaft. This is going to feel amazing for the person on the receiving end, and it’s going to make them want more.”
The sissy boy did as he was told, his tongue working to lick and swirl around the dildo. He was getting into a rhythm, and I could see the pleasure on his face. Actually, he was enjoying this, and I was enjoying watching him.
“Now, sissy boy, I want you to use your hands,” I said, guiding his hands to the base of the dildo. “I want you to stroke and squeeze as you suck.
This is going to add an extra level of pleasure, and it’s going to make the person on the receiving end feel incredible.”
The sissy boy did as he was told, his hands working in tandem with his mouth.
He was getting the hang of it, and I could see his progress. He was becoming a good cock sucker, and I couldn’t have been prouder.
“Now, sissy boy, I want you to practice with a real cock,” I said, gesturing to a nearby sub. “I want you to use everything you’ve learned and make them feel good. Can you do that for me?”
The sissy boy nodded eagerly, his eyes filled with excitement. He was ready for this, and I knew he was going to do great.
As I watched the sissy boy work his magic on the sub, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride. The sub grabbed the sissy’s head with both hands and thrust into his mouth. Exploding in a rush of pleasure. The sissy coughed and sputtered, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, he continued to swallow every last drop, proving just how dedicated he was to learning this new skill.
“You’ve done well, sissy boy,” I said, patting him on the shoulder. “You’ve worked hard, and you’ve earned this. As a parade of subs walked into the room the sissy boy beamed with pride, his eyes shining with excitement. He had a long line of cocks to practice his skills on. I took a seat in my leather chair to watch.
Until Later
your erotic phone sex mistress, Laurel
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