We had met online. I was in my early 30s and he was in his mid 40s. We had been texting back and forth for a few months by this point. We had even met up a few times outside, late at night. But this time was going to be different. We had rented a motel room and had an airtight alibi for both our wives for the afternoon.
He is my master and I am his slave. I love being his little bitch and pleasing my master.
When we got to the motel, we walked in and as soon as the door closed he grabbed me and kissed me long and hard. Exploring my mouth with his tongue. Holding me close with one hand and squeezing my cock with the other.
He pulled away and told me to strip for him. I followed obediently like a good slave. By the time I turned around, he was naked too. He kissed me again and I reached down and stroked his growing member.
"Time for a shower," he told me and led me to the bathroom.
He turned on the water and we got in. I grabbed the soap and a cloth and began washing my masters body. Before long i was on my knees, soaping his big dick and balls inches from my face. He gave them a quick rinse and stuffed it in my mouth. I tried to swallow his meat, but it is so thick and long that I always gag before his balls hit my chin.
He pulled out and told me to look at him in the eye and not look away. I looked up with a longing for more in my eyes when he did it. I felt a warm burst on my chest. He was pissing on me. It was the ultimate form of subservience to him. He was making me his toilet. He owned me and could use me as he pleased. I felt used but in a good way. I felt like I was his good boy, pleasing him as he wanted.
He squirted out the last drop and i immediately started sucking his cock again. As deep as i could. With water running down my face, i tried to deep throat him as best I could.
He told me to stand and we quickly washed off and got out off the shower. We walked naked to the bed and he laid down. His rock hard cock standing at attention. It looked so good, i got on my tummy and sucked it slow and deep, playing and sucking on his balls.
He reached for a small bag and produced a razor and shaving cream. He told me to shave him. Of course, I obliged, and I ran and got a towel and a glass of warm water. He laid there, legs open and I lathered him up. I am sure he enjoyed that part, as my creamy hands covered his balls and massaged them slowly. I took the razor and I shaved his balls smooth as a babys ass. He laid there with a big smile as I cleaned him up and told me I was a good slave.
