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THE GRADUATE by drkfetyshnyghts

EXTRACT FOR
THE GRADUATE 
(drkfetyshnyghts)


The Graduate

THE GRADUATE – Extract

© DrkFetyshNyghts 2018

 

And now that I have pushed all that semen out of me I am sitting on the bed and I am sucking his cock clean again. I LOVE this bit. The bit where I suck his cock clean after it has been up inside my ass for a long time. This way I get to taste him and I get to taste me all in one hit. I love the taste, I love the feel of it in my mouth. I love I can run the tip of my tongue under the ridge of his cock head and scoop up any rogue semen and juice. And then I like swallowing it. I LOVE swallowing it. Swallowing it is like a treat for me. My tits still hurt and my ass is still gaping open but feeling that stuff I clean off his cock slide down my throat is the best. It really is the best. And the best thing is that he doesn’t hurry me up. He doesn’t tell me I have to do it quickly and it better be properly. He just lets me do it in my own time and so that means I can take my time. What it really means is that I can be greedy with it. I can suck it clean and then suck it clean all over again. And once I have sucked and licked the cock clean I can do the balls. Because there is always dribble to scoop up from under the balls - and that is what I do and I make it last. I make it last for as long as I can. But there I go again, being greedy when it’s HIS needs I should be sating. When it’s HIS needs that should be more important. But then again, I am going to be punished for it so I might as well be punished for something - and being greedy could be a good thing.

“You know slut, you are going to have to learn to lick my ass. You are very good with your mouth, as you should be. But someone as good as you with their mouth and tongue should learn to give the complete service. So how do you feel about rimming my asshole with your tongue and then sliding that tongue inside my ass and cleaning it, hmm?” I suppose I should have been shocked by what he is saying but I’m not. With what I have been through, I have the feeling that nothing can shock me - although maybe I shouldn’t say that too loudly. I have a feeling that I haven’t seen all there is for Sir James to show me, or Ma’am. I have a feeling that these urges and these weaknesses that he has go much deeper. And then there is her - she has punished my tits - so she can’t really do that again so what else does she have up her sleeve? She must have loads and load of ways that she can hurt me and then pleasure me after. I should stop thinking like this. It’s not that I feel that I should stop because I think it’s wrong to think like this, it’s because when I think like this, like wonder what is possible and what I can get through in a year, then the tingles come back and the throbs under that hood of mine get ‘louder’ if that is even possible.

“Shall I do it now Sir James? Shall I lick your asshole for you now? I want to show you how eager I am to do everything and anything you need me to do.” And I look at him with all wide eyes and gushing cheeks. “Anything hey? You be careful what you wish for slut because ‘anything’ is a big word. But no, no we’ll save the ass licking lesson for another time, for now, I want you to sit whilst I take those needles out of your tits. Ma’am put them in but I am going to take them out - and I want you to sit like a good girl whilst I do it. I want you to sit and see if you can just not make any noise at all. No crying, no sobbing - no more than little ‘gasps’ as I slide each needle out of your flesh. Do you think you can do that for me?” And he is looking right at me as he asks the question. I have to say that my heart is in my mouth because immediately I think that this is going to hurt a lot and my breasts already hurt. I look down at them and the nipples look like they are going to explode. They won’t of course but they look like they could at any time. I don’t have the heart to say no, that I don’t really want him to do that because I think it will hurt too much so I just smile.

“I’d like to try Sir James. I can’t promise I won’t make a sound but I can try.” And immediately he smiles at me. “And that is all I can ask is that you ‘try’. You won’t ever be punished for ‘trying’. You will be punished if you don’t try and if you don’t try hard enough - but never for trying your best for me.” And that made me feel good - the way he spoke then - the tone he used and the way he spoke to me. It was like he actually cared. There was still this brutality to the way I had to exist with him and with her, but there were moments like this when he was just ‘kind’. It was like everything he was saying was making sense. And yet there was still this feeling inside me, deep inside me that what was happening to me, what these two were doing to me was cruel, and even that it was not right. But that feeling was getting less and less. It might have ‘seemed’ cruel at first. That was it - it seemed cruel at first but it wasn’t really. I was giving Sir James what he needed and wanted and I had to be punished for that, I know that. But this was what my gap year was all about. Yes I know it isn’t working out exactly as I had imagined or hoped. For a start it isn’t just me and him. It’s me and him and her. But I can adapt. I have to adapt. Besides I don’t really have a choice. I can’t exactly just pop home and say, ‘hi mum I’m home’ now can I? Not without a lot of questions. That isn’t going to happen. I have the whole year ahead of me.