Chapter Seventeen - Corky
“You really are a good cocksucker, Corky. Look at Reggie’s entire erection disappear. Where do you put it all?”
Miss Ashley’s mocks me of course, her sonorous words chosen to amuse her guests. She knows that many weeks of training and indoctrination were needed to overcome the natural revulsion of orally pleasing a man. The cost was enormous but I suppose she is pleased with the results. I know Reggie is. I can feel him spasm with pleasure as the huge swollen p***s tip squirms past the narrow choke point of my throat where I have been trained to control my gag reflex.
As I extend my tongue to swish it across Reggie’s scrotal sac, heightening the exquisite sensation of warm and soft wetness, I ironically recall the first time Miss Ashley called me a cocksucker.
