XIV
I crawled out of the office and crawled to the leather covered horse. I climbed onto it and found it very comfortable. My mouth was at crotch level.
Several of the girls made crude comments, but since none of them asked me a question, I ignored them.
A voice from upstairs called out, "Is she ready yet?"
One of the girls called back, "You bet, the slut is in position."
Soon a man came down the stairs. As he walked towards me I said, "May I please suck your cock, Sir?"
"I butt fucked Susie, are you sure you want to suck it?"
"Oh yes, sir, it would be a privilege to suck your cock."
The girls started mocking me and made more obscene comments.
He stood in front of me, thrust his flaccid cock into my face, and said, "Suck it, bitch, clean my shitty cock."
I inhaled and smelled shit. I took him into my mouth. I started sucking and tasted shit.
He laughed and said to no one in particular, "I didn't believe Susie when she told me that this slut would suck my shitty cock." He must have found this very erotic because he was quickly be-coming hard. After about five minutes he came in my mouth. "How did I do, Sir? Did you enjoy your blow job, Sir?"
As he walked back upstairs he said, "Yes, it was excellent."
"Thank you, Sir." I marked the chalk board. That was the start of my training as a cock sucker. In that week I sucked 738 cocks. I sucked many of them more than once, so I figure I sucked about 650 different cocks.
I sucked little cocks, big cocks, huge cocks and average cocks. I sucked white cocks, black cocks, and yellow cocks. I sucked old cocks and young cocks. I sucked clean cocks, filthy cocks, and cocks covered in shit and pussy juice.
I swallowed quarts of sperm. Some of it dribbled out of my mouth, and quite a lot was sprayed over my body. I never had an "accident", but after several close calls, I learned to carefully choose what I ate and drank.
I watched myself in the mirror. At first I found it very degrading and I tried to imagine that I was watching someone else sucking those cocks. After a while though, especially when the other girls rudely cheered me on, I began to become aroused watching myself as I worked.
I was told that I did a good job more often than not and, as the week went on, I was told that my cock sucking technique improved. Although I learned to be a good cock sucker, I never enjoyed it.
Most of the men only thought of one thing - to get their cock as far down my throat as possible. Very few of them seemed to realize that I was a person. To them I was just a good looking cock sucking machine. I stopped thinking of them as men and started thinking of them as cocks.
After I finished sucking one man, he pulled out and exclaimed, "There's no ring, I want a ring."
I had no idea what he was talking about, but Jasmine, who had escorted him down giggled and exclaimed, "Just a second, I can fix that." She left and returned with a stick of bright red lipstick. She bent down and applied it to my lips. "Now give him a ring."
I turned to the cock and opened my mouth. He thrust his semi-hard cock into my mouth. I closed my mouth around it and the lipstick glued my lips to it. I pulled my lips from his cock, and there it was - a bright red ring around his cock. From then on I wore lipstick, refreshing it whenever I could.