John Kellerman - Teenage sex slave

"How do you think I feel with this… this dog collar on me! How do you think I feel when you rape me whenever you want…"

"You like it," Nat said, looking right into my eyes.

I started to say something else, but Nat's words had made the flesh of my back prickle. And a new rush of hot juice was dampening my brown cunt curls. I started to sob. Not with big tears. I looked down at my bare feet on the red rug.

"I'm gonna get pregnant. I just know I will…"

"No, you won't. I've seen to that…"

I guessed what he meant. But could I believe him? Could I believe a man who tied me up with silk and fucked me and now was going to have me wear a dog chain around?

"Can't I see any of my friends?"

"Of course not." He took me in his arms. His chest was too warm, too muscled. I felt my resistance weakening already. His fingers felt the curves of my ass. The petting felt good. The chain jingled on my neck as he tightened on the leash, pulled down on it. I went down on my knees.

"Take off my pants," he ordered.

I undid his belt and fly and pulled his slacks down. His jockey shorts were all shoved out in front. He gave the chain a little jerk and nodded and I pulled them down too.

"I've got to be out of town tonight," he said. "But I didn't want to miss our session together."

I was staring at the swollen white shaft bobbing an inch from my mouth. The foreskin was already half pulled back from the darkened tip. My breathing got faster. I had to swallow again. What was wrong with me? Why did I start freaking out when that thing was close? Why did my poor little cunt throb so hard and flood out all its juice?

Nat pulled on the leash and made me look up. "Let's try the bed. Yes, that way you can take your time."

He made me stay on my hands and knees while he led me to the bed with the leash. The feel of the leather strap across my back and shoulders, the jingle of the chain tightening slightly, sent me shivering. I hated the idea of being like this. But the reality of it was tantalizing.

Again my thoughts became confused and cloudy. The only thing I was sure of was how my body felt. It glowed and tingled with increasing pleasure. Even though I knew that I was going to take Nat's cock in my mouth.

He lay on his back and pulled me between his spread thighs. I started playing with his rigid shaft. My face was flushed and the saliva flowed into my mouth so fast that I had to keep swallowing. Once I drooled accidentally on his cock and Nat moaned and worked his hip. He had a good hold on the leash and was keeping it just taut enough to know where I was. I jacked his cockskin gently up and down, watched the hot blood filling that dangerous-looking tip.

Nat started pulling the collar down, forcing my mouth down too. The damp head of his cock touched my cheek as I turned my lips away. I was just trying to get used to the whole thing… trying to get ready. He wanted me to do things that I'd never dreamed of doing before.

"Come on, Jerilyn, let's not have any problems today…"

The cock was touching my lips now. I let my tongue touch the velvety head. Some of my spit trickled out too and made the darkened thing glossy. Slowly I let my lips part and Nat pulled down on the leash. My head was forced down, my mouth surrounded the throbbing thick meat.

Nat felt my stomach buck. He held the leash tight anyway, smiling as I tried to make room for that pulsing prick in my mouth. My spit overflowed and ran down the sides of his prick. I blinked, watching the saliva make dew drops in the tight kinks of his cockhair. I licked his cock feverishly, wanting to please Nat, wanting to keep him from making me choke on him again.

He let the leash go louse. I knew he hadn't meant to. It was just that I was doing something that felt awful good to him. I did it some more, experimenting until I'd discovered exactly the right pressure, exactly the right spots.

Those bumps seemed full of nerve endings. I used the flat of my tongue against them and he grunted hungrily. But when I licked across them fast, Nat went wild. He squirmed his hips around on the bed and sucked in huge lungfuls of air. He pumped his cock deeper into my mouth. I tried to keep it front going too deep, but Nat remembered the leash and jerked down hard!

"Ghhhaaa…"

I couldn't tell him, he was choking me. He probably didn't care anyway. Then he let the pressure go again so I could just suck the tip. That was better than being choked. Though now I started to get freaky about having to eat his cum. I remembered that even my friend Lorrie wouldn't do that! But then I remembered something that Lorrie would do. She had told me once about how she could make Bobby Jackson do just about anything she wanted. It was a little thing she did when they were fucking and Bobby got too hot too quick. I strained to remember the details as Lorrie had told them.

Something about finding the gland up inside his body. The one that made all the cum shoot out.

Lorrie had mentioned that it was easy to find if you put your finger inside a guy's ass. I didn't want to go that far. But there was another way. It could be reached from the outside too… if you knew how. It was up under his balls somewhere. And I figured that all men were pretty much alike in that way.

"Jerilyn… yeah, baby… suck it hard…!"

My heart pounded. With that leash and chain around my neck, there was no way I could escape the hot explosion of his own this time. Frantically I shoved a hand up to cup his balls. He liked that. I pretended to be playing with them, exciting them. But my middle finger was probing higher. I felt the soft place then I touched a lump that made him suck a quick breath. I began to rub it at first, but his cock was swelling with every beat of his heart.

I knew it wouldn't be long before my sucking brought fountains of hot seed into my mouth. And I couldn't stop sucking. Everytime I did, Nat wound the leash around his fingers a little tighter.

"Hunnnnnn!" I rubbed the bulge, working my nails into the flesh. His cocktip was pulsing like it was about ready to spume. I even tasted something salty. But the thing just went on jerking against the roof of my mouth like the own was jetting. Yet nothing at all came out.

"Mmmmmrn…" I sighed. I was almost afraid to let up the pressure of my fingertip. I could pinch that nut-sized gland between my thumb and three fingers now because it was so swollen. I rolled it, massaged it… always keeping a squeezing pressure.

"God… damn…!" Nat's fingers opened and the leash slipped from his hand. He was trying to clasp it again. I smiled around the thick shaft in my mouth. Spit drooled from the corners of my lips. I had him! At least for a little bit, I had him. Hewn still trying to find the leash when I eased my lips up over the bulging, blue tip and away.

"Jerilyn… you little bit…!" He grabbed me by my shoulders and rolled me over on the bed. I was on my back, the chain tight again. I was fighting to get loose, but I had no chance against Nat. He straddled my chest, his cock gripped in his right hand, the left still tugging the choke chain tight.

"Nooooo!" Then he grabbed my jaw. It was the same way he'd made me open my mouth before. And it worked.

My big tits heaved up and down on my chest as he raised slightly on his knees and started to jack his cock. Without my finger pinching his cum back, I knew what would happen. A bulge of whitish cream flowed suddenly from the tip of his prick. It hung in a long string and I felt the sticky heat of it splat against my right breast. The nipple glowed as the slimy stuff dripped down and trickled into the hollow of my belly.

"Ohhh God, don't put it in my mouth!"

"You'll learn to eat this stuff yet… Goddamn you!"

Nat bent forward, his fingers holding my jaw open. I had to open my mouth even wider! Then I saw that the swollen, bluish head of his cock was directly over my chin. Nat brought his hand up towards the flared head quickly. There was a soft slapping noise and the tiny slit throbbed open. A thick fountain of cum boiled over my lower lip and dripped against my tongue.