I felt cold. A light breeze prickled my skin, producing goosebumps that stretched the entirety of my naked body. The thin pair of panties that my goddess, whom I affectionately referred to as “Mommy”, had forced me to wear provided very little warmth. I huddled there shivering, my hands bound tightly behind my back. The soft material of my collar absorbed and radiated the heat from my neck, comforting me. A silk blindfold nestled my forehead and draped across my eyes, letting in only brief flashes of muddled light.
Mommy told me that she wanted my peepee let out of its normal confinement for today’s festivities, because she wanted to watch me grow. I didn’t quite know what she meant, but I always trust and follow Mommy’s instructions. I found myself missing the security of the cage, worried that I wouldn’t be able to control myself. Unsure of what was to come.
So there I sat, perched thoughtfully on the supple velvet chair that Mommy refers to as “Puppy’s Place.” The silence was deafening. I did not know how long I had been there or how long I would be. I waiting in anticipation, straining to hear that somber, comforting voice I’d been conditioned to associate with release and pleasure.
The door creaked and I heard footsteps enter. Soft whispers filled the silence but I couldn’t make out the words. A delicate crunch of bed springs indicated that someone had carefully laid upon the mattress. I could hear the rustle of clothing being removed, and the familiar sound of lubricant being applied to bare skin.
At first, the only sound to be heard was a faint, wet churning noise. I instantly envisioned Mommy laid across the bed, gloriously exposed, with her hands buried deeply in that wondrous place that I was allowed to visit when I’d been a very good boy. As the rythmic cadence of the springs intensified I began to hear quiet moans. I felt my panties begin to swell and worried passively about accidentally making cummies without Mommy’s permission. The silk cloth pulled tightly against my growing peepee, but I remained motionless and made no sound.
Within moments, the soft churning had developed into a loud smacking noise. Mommy’s moans became more heated and I could hear quickened panting. Then she finally spoke, between labored breaths. “Puppy?”
“Yes, Mommy?” I replied anxiously.
“Are you ready, dear?” she asked. I was unsure of what she meant, but knew that Mommy doesn’t like to be kept waiting.
“Yes, Mommy,” I responded, as I’d been conditioned to say.
“Now,” she commanded. The blindfold was swiftly ripped from my eyes and I tried desperately to comprehend what I was seeing. The bed, just a few feet from where I sat bound and defenseless, was surrounded by a group of naked, intensely aroused men who were each wearing the same collar I had strapped to my perspiring neck.
I watched as the one kneeling atop the bed thrust himself repeatedly into Mommy, who was staring intently into my eyes. She pointed to one man standing to her right and, without breaking our eye contact, motioned for him to step toward her. His enormous cock inched closer to her and she opened graciously, allowing him to enter her beautiful, shapely mouth. She continued to watch my reaction as she took him deep into her throat.
This continued for minutes, as the man who was lucky enough to be inside of Mommy thrust with increasingly violent rhythm. He began to make loud noises, indicating that he was close, and I watched as Mommy pulled the cock from her mouth and said to the one inside her “you know what you have to do.”
The man yanked his impressively large member from her dripping pussy, emerged from the depths of her meaty thighs, and staggered toward me. Mommy motioned for another to replace him, went to put the second cock back into her mouth, and then said delicately to me “open up, Puppy.”
As I’d been conditioned, I released my jaw and opened wide. The man lurched toward me and from several feet away began to shoot his hot, sticky load toward my eager mouth. Much of it sprayed across my face and I closed my eyes quickly, wishing I could move my hands to wipe it away. He eased closer and the last few squirts penetrated my lips, invoking in me a sudden urge to swallow.
Mommy’s voice filled my ears, and I could sense her eyes still on me. “Don’t swallow, Puppy. Once all of the others are done, you may swallow. And if you are a good boy and make Mommy proud, then it will be your turn.”
I resisted the urge and did not allow myself to ingest the thick, warm seed that was pooling underneath my tongue. Moments later, I heard her sugary, stern voice yet again. “Now you.” My mouth was closed firmly for fear that some of the precious cum may be lost and that would upset Mommy. That which had gotten in my eyes was beginning to dry and I was able to open them just enough to see a blurry figure walk toward me.
“Puppy, when it’s their turn to deposit, you need to open. I shouldn’t need to tell you each time.”
The second one pointed his throbbing dick toward my face and I opened. He did not produce as much as the first, but it was enough to make me worry. There were many left and I had no idea if my mouth was large enough to hold them all. I felt assurance in Mommy’s eyes, though, which continued to stare at me. Her face showed pure ecstasy. She seemed to enjoy watching me used as a cum dumpster more than she enjoyed the series of ravenous cocks that continued to pummel her.
Eventually I lost count of how many men came in my mouth. My peepee had never been so hard and I knew that if Mommy only breathed on it then I’d cover the room in my cummies. Seven? Twelve? Twenty? The collared men seemed to be lining the room. My cheeks puffed and I felt tiny drips on the corners of my lips.
Mommy released the man whom she had been sucking to shoot his load into my cum hole, and no other men stepped up to replace him. The one between her legs stopped pumping, got up from the bed, and approached me. This was the last one! I diligently craned my neck back and opened my mouth as wide as I could, puckering my lips and gargling the ocean of cum in my mouth to prevent it from sliding down my throat.
When he was done, Mommy motioned for everyone in the room to leave. One by one they departed, each passing by Mommy for a quick swat on his tushy. After watching the last one leave, Mommy’s eyes fell upon me. She grinned.
Like a glorious swan emerging from a lake of disheveled sheets, she pulled herself from the bed. She walked slowly toward me until her shimmering beasts were inches from my face. She looked down at me and I raised my head to meet her gaze. We looked into each other’s eyes for what felt like an eternity until she leaned in and kissed me gently. I could not return the kiss for fear of losing the treasure in my mouth that I’d worked so hard for.
She pulled her lips just slightly from mine so they were barely touching and whispered “you may swallow now.” And I did. She leaned in to kiss me deep, as though she were trying to suck the cum from my mouth.
Then she gently worked her way around me and undid my wrists. She returned to the bed and motioned for me to follow. Her fingers reached elegantly toward my mountainous peepee and pulled the panties down, tucking them underneath. With that, she opened her legs, smiled innocently, and said “now fuck me, slut!”
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