My heart felt like it was about to jump out of my chest as I walked up a set of unfamiliar stairs to face an unfamiliar door. My stomach was in knots, my breathing was erratic and made me a little worried I was actually going to pass out. My body was screaming at me to turn around and go back home to my wife, that this was a mistake; but my mind had been fantasizing and planning this moment for years and wasn’t about to let me chicken out.
I came there straight from work, but I stopped at a store along the way to buy a pair of gym shorts and a grey t-shirt. I was too paranoid she would be able to smell his house on my clothes, but standing there in that outfit just made me feel like I was back in middle school gym class to be honest which just multiplied how vulnerable I was feeling.
302, all I could do was just stand there staring at that number plastered on the door. I think that image is going to be burned into my mind forever. I gathered every ounce of strength and will I had, knocked and waited patiently for a response.
I heard his voice for the first time, “Come in.” It was deeper than I kept imagining in my head and instantly turned me into a nervous mess. There was no turning back now; I took a deep breath, turned the handle and walked into my Alpha’s apartment.
He was just casually sitting on his couch when I closed the door behind me. He was a bigger guy, especially compared to my very tall and thin frame. He had a short beard and long brown hair and absolutely commanded my attention. I didn’t know what to do, I just stood there trying to keep my knees from shaking. I at least was able to get out a meager “Hi Sir.”
He looked me up and down for what felt like an eternity before I heard him finally say something, “Take off your shirt.” He put his feet up on the coffee table and crossed his arms, I felt so stupid just standing there in that moment looking at him. I could tell that he knew I wasn’t sure what to do, that I was uncomfortable and I think he kind of liked that dynamic.
My submissive side just sort of took over though like I was hoping. I pushed down a lot of self doubt and just let myself go with it. “Yes Sir.” I sheepishly got out before grabbing the bottom of my shirt and pulling it up over my head. I couldn’t help but let my body shiver some due to my nerves and now exposure. I felt too skinny standing there and just felt him judging me.
“Good Beta, now your shorts.” I didn’t hesitate nearly as much with his second request. I pulled them down and kicked them away leaving me just in my tight blue and red boxer briefs. The outline of my half erect cock clearly visible and made it impossible to pretend I wasn’t enjoying this.
He finally stood up and started walking towards me. He was shorter than I was, but being well over six foot I knew that was going to be the case. I secretly hated being so tall while feeling so submissive. The height difference seemed to vanish though when he was finally right next to me. I stayed still while he slowly circled, taking every inch of me in. I felt one of his hands grip the back of my neck before sliding down my spine while the other pulled back on my hip just a little. His hands were rougher than I expected, but this was the first I had really felt a man’s hands like this. They kept exploring; roughly grabbing my stomach, my thighs, my ass. It was clear he was just enjoying treating me like he already owned me.
When he got back around to face me, his right hand traced up from my stomach, over my chest until it was loosely gripped around my throat. There was only the slightest amount of pressure, but more than enough to cause a quiet little moan to escape my lips.
His grip got a bit tighter and I could feel my body responding to it. “Is this what you really are?” I suddenly felt his other hand over the fabric of my boxer-briefs, tracing my now mostly erect cock. “Yes Sir” just spilled out of my mouth as my body began to completely give in.
“Good bitch” he said as his grip got tight enough that it was harder to breathe. I couldn’t stop my hands from instinctively gripping his arm that was holding me in place. His grip got tighter as he spoke “hands down at your side Beta, you’re mine do you understand that?” Against everything my body was telling me, I let go of his arm and let my hands fall back down at my sides like I knew I was meant to and said those words again that started feeling better and better, “Yes Sir.”
I could hear him let out an amused little chuckle as his grip around my throat lessened and finally released. “Good boy, now follow me.” he said as he turned and walked back to sit down on his couch. He pushed the coffee table away with his foot. “Kneel” is all he said, it’s all he had to say.
In the space where the table used to be, I knelt down trying to do it properly like I imagined in my mind a hundred times only to find out how inflexible I really am. I ended up just sitting down cross-legged in front of him. I was so aware of how self conscious I was feeling over every little thing I did.
I waited there for just a few seconds before he lifted up and stretched out his legs letting his ankles rest on my shoulders using me like he was just using the table. His bare feet now resting on both sides of my head. With his legs spread like that, I was simply staring straight at his crotch. He could see me staring and smiled as he unbuttoned and unzipped his shorts.
“Fuck it” I heard him say before picking his feet up from my shoulders and standing back up. Without any hesitation, he just pulled down his shorts and boxers in one swift motion letting his semi stiff cock spring free in front of my face. God I could barely get a few whiffs of his musk before he sat back down and put his feet back up on me.
I think he could see the lust and maybe a bit of disappointment in my eyes as he sat back down. “Aww, did the Beta think he was about to get the privilege of tasting an Alpha’s cock?” I couldn’t say anything as he laughed to himself. “No you don’t deserve that pleasure yet.” As he was talking, he lifted one foot off of my shoulder and pressed directly into my face. “You’re more at the level of licking the sweat and dirt off the bottom of my tired feet don’t you think?”
His foot was rough, and slightly moist and all I could do in that moment was breathe him in. He was already pressed up tightly against my lips and I couldn’t stop myself from giving it a kiss, but that wasn’t enough. I let my submissive side take complete control as I felt my hands come up to hold his foot in place in front of me. I took a slow, long deliberate lick from the bottom of his heel up to his toes while letting my thumbs dig into the sides of his sole. I massaged his foot thoroughly while letting my tongue clean off any bit of filth it came across. Fuck, I even let my tongue slide in between his damn toes. I submitted to my role completely and I could see how hard it was making him.
I didn’t wait for his command anymore, I put his foot back on my shoulder and gently pulled the other one down to take its place. I worshiped his other foot with as much passion as the first and even let my hands start working his calves. I could hear him give in just slightly and let a few moans out while I served. It lit a fire in me and suddenly my mind was a complete mess. I was a bitch in heat and my only purpose in that moment was to give this stranger every ounce of pleasure I can.
I watched as he started to slowly stroke his cock while I gave my full effort into massaging anything I could reach. The way he was seated, I could only reach partly up his thigs but I massaged as much as I could while my tongue was still worshiping his feet.
Suddenly, he pulled his legs back and sat straighter up. He inched up so he was sitting on the edge of the couch with his balls hanging over the side.
“Come” He said while pointing to the ground, calling me over like a dog. Without saying a word, I got on my hands and knees and crawled over. “Sit down bitch, get comfortable.” I sat back down with my legs crossed, putting me eye level with his cock that he was still slowly and deliberately stroking. It was only inches from me…
“Closer pet, a little lower” he said as his free hand reached out around the back of my head pulling me in closer and pushing me down. I let myself sink down a bit as I scooted up, sliding my legs up under the couch to get as close as I possibly could. So close that his balls were literally now resting on my nose.
He didn’t give me any orders, he didn’t do anything besides look down at me with his balls draped over my face and continued to stroke. “Breathe a real man in pet, get lost in it.” My mind was so eager to follow his orders, I took in deep breath after deep breath and felt how insanely hard his scent was making me. Earthy and musky, I wanted it all. I couldn’t wait for his go ahead, my mouth instinctively started to part and my tongue went to work worshiping an Alpha the way I always fantasized.
“Oh wow, you are just an eager little Beta slut aren’t you?” I let my mouth open completely and gently sucked on one ball at a time while my hands wrapped around his calves for support.
Without warning, I felt a hand grip my hair hard and pull my head back forcing me to look up directly at him. “Open your mouth slut” he said and I immediately did as I was told. I watched him lean forward slightly and before I could even realize what was happening, I watched a long string of spit fall from his mouth into mine. “Keep it open bitch” he said as I began to taste his slimy gift. He leaned forward again and I closed my eyes as I heard and felt a big wad of spit hit me just above my upper lip. It quickly started dripping down into my open mouth as I heard him laughing again to himself.
“What do we say bitch?” My mouth was still open, his spit was still pooling in the back of my throat. My body was on fucking fire, part of me hated how much I was wanting it, how much I was loving this. I closed my eyes and swallowed his disgusting and perfect gift before saying “Thank you.”
His slap came out of nowhere and took me off guard. I couldn’t help but let out a little gasp that almost sounded like a moan. I immediately knew I fucked up and what to do. “I’m sorry, thank you Sir. Thank you Sir for spitting in your Beta’s mouth.”
He roughly grabbed the back of my head and pushed me back down under his balls. “That’s more like it slut, you should be eternally grateful I’m letting you serve me at all.” I let my passion take over, I let my tongue slide lower past his balls and messily licked up and down his hairy taint. “Good boy” he said in a tone that made my heart leap.
I then felt him inch his ass forward so it was even more on the edge and lifted his hips up just enough to tell me exactly what my next duty was. It wasn’t an easy angle to manage, but I turned my head a little to the side and leaned forward enough so my tongue could just barely reach his hairy and slightly sweaty hole. I heard a load moan when I finally made contact and felt him start to grind slightly on my face while stroking.
“Fuck, you are a good little slut. That feels amazing, keep serving your fucking Alpha bitch!” I could hear his tone changing. I could hear his own eagerness start to take over and my face became nothing more than a toy to abuse.
I don’t know if I was so good that I pushed him to this point sooner than he was planning, but after just a couple of minutes I felt him grab the back of my head roughly and pulled me back so I was looking up at him again. Only this time, I was staring directly at him aggressively stroking his perfect cock just inches from my face.
His grip never relented. I couldn’t have pulled away if I wanted to and I think he liked knowing that. I think he liked knowing there was nothing I could do to stop him fully claiming me. My body was begging for it and I let out a completely unbridled moan as I felt the first red hot rope splash across my face.
“I fucking own you!!” Is all I heard as his seed continued to coat my face more and more. With every new pump, I felt his grip tighten even more. It hurt so fucking good, I let my mouth stay agape so it would start dripping into it. I couldn’t stop, I let my tongue lick my lips clean so I could taste him completely. My breathing was so erratic with my moaning, I couldn’t pretend I was experiencing anything other than pure bliss.
After a few beats, I finally felt his hold on me break and my body fell back some. I put my arms out behind me to keep me held up while continuing to pant. I just let my eyes close and lost myself in that ecstasy. Another moan came out of me as I felt him lean forward and spit on me once again to just add to the complete mess that was coating my face now.
“Fuck, you look exactly how you should now don’t you bitch?” I opened my eyes and couldn’t hold back a huge grin. “Fuck yes Sir, this is exactly how I’m meant to look. This is how I’m meant to serve.” I couldn’t stop from laughing a little myself in that moment.
“Good Beta, maybe next time you’ll earn the privilege of worshiping my cock instead of just my balls.”
My grin still is etched into my face as I respond. “I would be absolutely honored Sir.”
“Good, now get the fuck out of here. Make sure not to wipe anything off until you’re in your car. Message me tomorrow and I’ll decide what our next steps should be. Understood pet?”
“Yes Sir, completely…”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u3p261/mm_beta_husband_finally_finds_an_alpha_to_serve