Blue collar Master, white collar slave

neck. What should have been objections turned to moans and pretty soon

he had me undressed. Without me noticing he had dropped his clothes too

and now stood stark naked in front of me. He looked even better without

his clothes on than he had before. Huge and very well muscled, he was

not the body building type although he looked strong enough. His huge

cock was erect and as his hand landed on my shoulder I knew what was

expected of me. Not only that, I wanted too suck it, wanted to feel it

in my mouth, wanted to taste the big brute. Again I was struck by how

big it was, how long and how wide. No wonder it had hurt going in. The

only wonder was how much I wanted it to hurt me again.

I did the very best I knew how: licking it gently, circling my tongue

across the head, sucking the pole greedily while cupping and gently,

ever so gently fondling his balls. On my knees with my eyes looking up

for approval I tried my very best to please John. I desperately wanted

him to be pleased, wanted him to love my sucking. He looked down on me

with a smile, never once breaking eye contact, as I sucked for all I was

worth. After watching me for some time, he grabbed the back of my head

and slowly began pushing me further down over his shaft, until the head

of his cock pressed against the back of my throat, making me gag. He

held my head there for a little while, even if I had wanted to it would

have been impossible for me to break free, and then pulled back, letting

me breathe and get the gagging under control. When I had recovered he

pushed his tool in again only this time it went a tiny bit further in

and he held it just a little longer before pulling back.

It went like that for a long time, until the head of his cock was quite

far down my throat, or at least that's how it felt at the time. It was

very uncomfortable and I had a hard time controlling my gagging reflex,

not mention the fact that it felt like I was choking. Finally I was