He savored the sight of me, cum all over my face, then had me take a shower. When I had dried off, he installed a butt plug inside me- he didn't ask my permission, he simply did it, and I loved it. Then he put a jock strap on me and had me get dressed again in the tiny swim trunks. He also put aviator sunglasses on himself and me- we looked cooool. My cigar had gone out, but there was still about 5 inches of it.
He said, "you're gonna finish this, buddy. You're not going to let it go to waste. Think of it like finishing your vegetables, heh." He tapped all the ash off it and shoved it back in my mouth. He put the lighter to it and obediently I puffed, puffed, puffed till it was burning good again. He told me we were going to the pool.
I said, awkwardly around the cigar, "shir, I'm sho turned on by you and shmoking shigars wif you, everyone will see my huge boner in these tiny swim trunks, my dick may even pop right out". Puff.
"That's what the jock strap's for, to hold that in. Believe me buddy, no one at that pool will know how damn horny you are except me. How'd you like being marked by my cum?" Puts cigar in his grinning mouth.
"I fucking loved it, shir. It was an honor and I'd do it again in a heartbeat." Cigar puff.
"Don't worry, you'll get the chance to do it again, I'll make sure of that, heh. In fact, you will do it again whether you like it or not." Cigar puff. "Turned on again so soon?"
"Yesh shir, I feel like I could explode. I'm sho horny I'm shwooning, I could go off any minute".
"Well reign it in boy. You'll get your chance to cum and I'm looking forward to it, but not right now. And I'm looking forward to taking that butt plug back out...." He grinned, and his cigar angled up in his mouth. I did the same. He puffed smoke into my face. When did I start letting this man order me around and degrade me like this? But I loved it, and I felt I could trust him, and he wasn't doing this to me because he was really a controlling jerk, but because he knew in some way deep inside that I wanted it.
I had had the cigar in my mouth since he put it back in and relit it; he said, arm around my shoulders, "take a good puff and take it out of your mouth, then we're going to keep them in our mouths all the way to the pool, like when we first came in. How bout it, buddy?"