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“My Slave on His Knees†is a new Femdom novel by Dr Jane Foxx. The extract below is one of the chapters narrated by the not-so-reluctant slave, William Rosenburg. The original title of the novel was to be “Slave to Cunnilingusâ€, changed by the publisher – for obvious reasons. Amazon ain’t going to list a book with a title like that!!
I am told that a woman named Dr. Jane Foxx wants me to include details of the explicit actions taken in capturing my complete attention as a slave. I have no idea who this Foxx woman might be, but Rosalie tell me to be cooperative with her demands. So, here is what I recall from our first coming-together, as I lost my oral virginity.
One moment, I was sitting comfortably on the living room couch, listening attentively to Rosalie’s discourse, when the lovely lady moved to stand up above me on the cushions to straddle my face and suddenly all I could see were her most resplendent feminine charms. Yes, my new employer had her warm pussy pushed close into my vision, perhaps two inches away, maybe less, and she was demanding that I respond by touching her with my mouth. All this while the lovely lady was saying, “Kiss me, Willie! Kiss my luscious pussy!â€
And so, I ask with all sincerity, what is a virile young man to do in such a situation? I mean - consider this - I was already deeply in lust with the desirable lady, and here was her dreamy nakedness being closely exposed to my face like I never imagined would be possible. And, she was telling me, unequivocally, to kiss her pussy! What would YOU have done under the same circumstances?
Well, I may have been overly excited by the moment, and, perhaps, I was not thinking clearly, but I found the situation to be completely enthralling and totally bewitching. Therefore, without any further contemplation, I gave myself to the occasion with reckless abandon. Yes, I did! I kissed for the lady, and quickly found myself licking, and then sucking, passionately. Make no mistake!
Also, in case you’re wondering, Rosalie Sue MacDonald was immediately responsive. She began humping her lovely self into me, over and over again while verbalizing her mounting zeal. I was greatly encouraged to continue.
Now, I ask, again, how is a healthy, young male supposed to resist such an occasion? I was doing EXACTLY what I knew Rosalie wanted, and, to be perfectly honest, I enjoyed doing it very much! I was thrilled to be doing so. My pulse was racing like never before.
The rest of our first coming-together left a magic swirl of delicious memories in my mind. The lady kept pumping herself against my mouth, and, for a briefest moment, I found my hands reaching up to grasp the twin cheeks of Rosalie’s fantastic, gyrating bottom.
But the lady almost immediately cautioned me, “No, no! Don’t hold me, William. I want to feel free to move just as I choose. Next time, I’ll have to remember to do something about your clutching hands. Now, be a good little boy. Suck for Mommy to the best of your ability. Make me proud of you!â€
Yeah, that was exactly what Rosalie MacDonald said to me on that first, auspicious occasion. In her superior female mind, I was apparently to be regarded as “her obedient little boy†and she was “my supervising Mommyâ€! That was one way to put it, I suppose, but I am sure there were others, equally as accurate: teacher to pupil - nurse to patient - judge to defendant - warden to prisoner, just to name a few. The dominant lady was in charge of me and of the situation. There was no doubt.
After those few demanding words, Rosalie Sue MacDonald was back into her reciprocal mode of sensuality against my obliging mouth. She was enjoying every minute of her initial sexual dalliance with me. The dominant lady’s entire body seemed to be engaged in working gradually toward a delightful orgasmic conclusion for herself.
As for myself, I was completely fascinated by the uniqueness of that extra special moment. I mean, up until this time in my life, I had not been given such a thrilling opportunity. I had thought about it many times, especially while jacking off, of course. But now I was in the midst of an undeniable reality, and I found myself wholly spellbound by being used to service Rosalie MacDonald in this manner.
As the lovely lady kept on with her inexorable hip movements, I was fully aware my mouth was being thoroughly fucked by her – to put it succinctly - but it didn’t seem to matter. I found myself enthralled with the concept of offering her “a large piece of cunnilingus pieâ€, and I was glad to be a part of the ongoing festivities. All I had to do was to keep lapping and sucking, just as the lady wanted, in order to help her find the satisfaction she wanted. The assignment was MINE!
I am told that a woman named Dr. Jane Foxx wants me to include details of the explicit actions taken in capturing my complete attention as a slave. I have no idea who this Foxx woman might be, but Rosalie tell me to be cooperative with her demands. So, here is what I recall from our first coming-together, as I lost my oral virginity.
One moment, I was sitting comfortably on the living room couch, listening attentively to Rosalie’s discourse, when the lovely lady moved to stand up above me on the cushions to straddle my face and suddenly all I could see were her most resplendent feminine charms. Yes, my new employer had her warm pussy pushed close into my vision, perhaps two inches away, maybe less, and she was demanding that I respond by touching her with my mouth. All this while the lovely lady was saying, “Kiss me, Willie! Kiss my luscious pussy!â€
And so, I ask with all sincerity, what is a virile young man to do in such a situation? I mean - consider this - I was already deeply in lust with the desirable lady, and here was her dreamy nakedness being closely exposed to my face like I never imagined would be possible. And, she was telling me, unequivocally, to kiss her pussy! What would YOU have done under the same circumstances?
Well, I may have been overly excited by the moment, and, perhaps, I was not thinking clearly, but I found the situation to be completely enthralling and totally bewitching. Therefore, without any further contemplation, I gave myself to the occasion with reckless abandon. Yes, I did! I kissed for the lady, and quickly found myself licking, and then sucking, passionately. Make no mistake!
Also, in case you’re wondering, Rosalie Sue MacDonald was immediately responsive. She began humping her lovely self into me, over and over again while verbalizing her mounting zeal. I was greatly encouraged to continue.
Now, I ask, again, how is a healthy, young male supposed to resist such an occasion? I was doing EXACTLY what I knew Rosalie wanted, and, to be perfectly honest, I enjoyed doing it very much! I was thrilled to be doing so. My pulse was racing like never before.
The rest of our first coming-together left a magic swirl of delicious memories in my mind. The lady kept pumping herself against my mouth, and, for a briefest moment, I found my hands reaching up to grasp the twin cheeks of Rosalie’s fantastic, gyrating bottom.
But the lady almost immediately cautioned me, “No, no! Don’t hold me, William. I want to feel free to move just as I choose. Next time, I’ll have to remember to do something about your clutching hands. Now, be a good little boy. Suck for Mommy to the best of your ability. Make me proud of you!â€
Yeah, that was exactly what Rosalie MacDonald said to me on that first, auspicious occasion. In her superior female mind, I was apparently to be regarded as “her obedient little boy†and she was “my supervising Mommyâ€! That was one way to put it, I suppose, but I am sure there were others, equally as accurate: teacher to pupil - nurse to patient - judge to defendant - warden to prisoner, just to name a few. The dominant lady was in charge of me and of the situation. There was no doubt.
After those few demanding words, Rosalie Sue MacDonald was back into her reciprocal mode of sensuality against my obliging mouth. She was enjoying every minute of her initial sexual dalliance with me. The dominant lady’s entire body seemed to be engaged in working gradually toward a delightful orgasmic conclusion for herself.
As for myself, I was completely fascinated by the uniqueness of that extra special moment. I mean, up until this time in my life, I had not been given such a thrilling opportunity. I had thought about it many times, especially while jacking off, of course. But now I was in the midst of an undeniable reality, and I found myself wholly spellbound by being used to service Rosalie MacDonald in this manner.
As the lovely lady kept on with her inexorable hip movements, I was fully aware my mouth was being thoroughly fucked by her – to put it succinctly - but it didn’t seem to matter. I found myself enthralled with the concept of offering her “a large piece of cunnilingus pieâ€, and I was glad to be a part of the ongoing festivities. All I had to do was to keep lapping and sucking, just as the lady wanted, in order to help her find the satisfaction she wanted. The assignment was MINE!
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