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  Taught to Serve

  She couldn’t turn away if she wanted to. Bishop Roman stood only inches from her, towering over her kneeling body. The front of his robe stood out like a tent. Jennifer’s naked and bound body had inspired him to such hardness. Now, she’d have to serve his pleasure with her mouth, just as her mother had done. It excited her but also scared her. Bishop Roman didn’t take long to rid himself of the robe. He tossed it aside, naked beneath it. He grabbed his cock and held it in front of her face, only inches from her mouth. Naked, it was no longer the excitement she felt. He wasn’t the man she expected to take her innocence. Naked, he looked fatter, his belly hung down just above his cock. His skin was pale and flabby. But there was no denying that he was hard. His cock stood out about five or six inches, not as formidable as the scavenger that took her mother, but it would still be big in her mouth. There was enough length to it drive down her throat if he desired. The thought of taking his cock in her mouth seemed less appetizing. The head glistened with a shiny coat of what she expected was his leaking crème. She’d seen the way her mother grimaced at the taste of the scavenger’s crème in her mouth. Was it all that distasteful?

  Roman stood in front of her, his cock in his hand pointed at her. He saw her body grow tense, but she couldn’t move a muscle if she tried.

  His cock was close when Jennifer panicked. She clenched her lips tight, but the straps held her head securely and she couldn’t move an inch. Bishop Roman moved closer until she felt it. His cock touched her cheek. It felt like her skin was branded, his cock so much hotter than she expected it to be. The moment it touched her skin, she felt the muscles in it contract, and Bishop Roman had to hold it securely to keep it from getting away. He began to move the smooth head of his cock over her cheek, leaving a trail of wetness behind it. The leaking fluids were warm as they blemished her skin. His cock was only inches from her eyes, taking up all of her vision with his large cock. She felt it touch her lips as she clenched them tighter, but Bishop Roman rubbed his cock over her lips as if it was a tube of lipstick that left a warm coat of his crème on them. She feared licking her lips, stained with his juices. He moved closer and rubbed his cock all over her face, not just the head, but the shaft, and then, he rubbed his hairy balls on her face in such a disgusting act. The wiry hairs felt like steel wool, and his ball sack was wrinkled and heavy. He shamed her when he rubbed his balls on her lips. This isn’t what she expected. She could barely breathe as he covered her face with his heavy, hot balls. The hairs tickled her nose as she struggled not to sneeze.

  It was time. “Open your mouth, Jennifer.” It was a command, not a request.

  No matter how much she dreamed of this happening, now that it was here, it was nothing like what she’d expected. Bishop Roman was about to push his wet, hot cock into her mouth and she’d be forced to lick up the juices on it. It sounded so distasteful.

  Roman wasn’t about to be deterred by the simple act of her lips being clenched tight. She was bound and defenseless and he’d have his way with her mouth. It was an easy task of using his fingers to pinch her nostrils closed. He could see the panic in her eyes when she realized that she couldn’t breathe through her nostrils any longer, only through her mouth.

  Jennifer panicked as she began to run out of air. He pinched her nostrils tight and she couldn’t move her head to shake them lose. Her head began to grow dizzy and her chest hurt as she struggled. She knew if she succumbed and took a breath through her mouth, he’d impale her with his waiting cock. It sat on her lips, ready to penetrate her mouth at the first sign of surrender. Just the slightest quiver of her lips made his cock jerk and leak on her lips. It was the sudden shock that made her open her mouth when she gasped. He struck her face, slapping the side of her cheek. It wasn’t hard, but it was unexpected. The minute she opened her mouth, he thrust with his hips and his cock slipped through her lips. His big cock forced her mouth open as her lips molded around the head, but he didn’t stop pushing. The head slid along her wet tongue, and she felt the thick veins on the shaft pass through her lips. She thought he’d take it slow and she could explore it first, but his cock continued to slide to the back of her mouth until she was fully impaled on it. He continued to drive with his hips as more of his cock filled her mouth and his cock smashed against the opening of her throat. “GGGLLLUGGHH!” She gagged as her mouth opened wide and her stomach turned. He pulled his cock back from her throat, stopping when the head was trapped by her lips, but then, he thrust back in with equal force. It shot to the back of her mouth until she gagged once again. She could taste the bile come up from her belly, but Bishop Roman already pulled his cock back and was entering her once again. She couldn’t believe what he did to her. Each time he thrust in hard and deep, each time he made her choke and gag when her mouth was pressed up against the wiry, black pubic hairs that scratched her lips. He kept the pressure on his hips as he impaled her mouth and she couldn’t back away. Now, she tasted the thick crème that leaked onto her tongue. It was salty and bitter, Jennifer unable to rid her mouth of the foul taste in spite of only a few drops that flooded her taste buds. Just as the scavenger did to her mother, Bishop Roman fucked her mouth with long thrusts. She felt the shaft slide over her wet lips, her mouth filled with spit and his leaking juices. Each time, it felt like he tried to drive his cock down her throat. Each time, the tiny opening of her throat refused entrance, but not without a lot of choking and gagging. He thrust in so far that she felt his balls slap against her chin. Her stomach churned, and she fought the urge to vomit, but she feared she’d choke on it.

  Each time he made her gag, his cock jerked in such excitement. He felt the head of his cock slam into her throat, and he struggled to push it into the tiny hole, but then, he pulled back, only to try again. He began to move his hips in circles as he thrust, making sure she felt his cock in every corner of her mouth. His cum leaked prematurely in her mouth, but he enjoyed the look on her face as she grimaced from the thick juices that flooded her once-virgin mouth. He continued to pump her face with such delight.

  Just as suddenly as he started, his cock pulled out of her mouth. Drool and spit ran down her chin, but no matter how much she tried, she couldn’t rid her mouth of the taste of his leaking cum. It was thick, like oil in her mouth. Is he finished with me? His cock stood up taller, slick with her spit and god knows what else. He moved away until she couldn’t see him, then he came back into view. She looked as his hand slid down to her breast to cup it gently, and a finger ran back and forth over the very tip of her nipple to drive it into such hardness. His pinching fingers only inspired it to greater hardness as the blood was pushed out then returned with such a vengeance. “OOOWWWW!” She felt something bite into her nipple like tiny teeth of an animal, and then she saw the silver chain in Bishop Roman’s hand. He pulled it up, and she felt her nipple stretched until she saw it. There was a clamp on her nipple that trapped it, and when he pulled on the chain, it stretched it and bit into it more harshly. He jiggled the chain, and her nipple was tormented with pain and pleasure, Jennifer unable to distinguish which. She wanted to feel his touch on her nipples, but this was almost as good. He kneeled down beside her, but he continued to jerk on her nipple. She felt his hand on the inside of her thighs as her muscles trembled, but she could do nothing as his fingers sought out her pussy. “AAAAHHHH!” It was pleasure that she felt as it slid along her pussy lips.

  He yanked on her nipple until it was stretched and the clamp bit into the sensitive flesh, but the minute his fingers found her moist slit, she no longer cried out in pain. He felt her juices begin to flow.

  She couldn’t believe that she was being masturbated while naked, bound and spread for him, with the taste of his cock still lingering in her mouth. This made her excited, and Bishop Roman’s hands were skillful and knew just where to touch her. She couldn’t have stopped from growing any wetter if she tried. It felt too good, not even the clamp on her nipple could dampen her arousal. Shamefully, the pain felt good as it
mixed with the pleasure between her legs. His fingers tested at the opening of her pussy but backed off when she felt the finger stretch her hymen. He wouldn’t take her innocence, at least not with his finger. His finger moved up, and she would’ve ridden it, but bound tightly, she couldn’t do anything but accept the pleasure. She waited impatiently as the finger slid up until it reached her pleasure button. She knew it was hard and throbbing with desire, and his finger found it with ease. It rubbed back and forth as her body trembled in wet pleasure. It felt like his hands and fingers were everywhere. Her trapped nipple was continually tugged and taunted, but his fingers explored her pussy, and unexpectedly, they slid along the crack of her buttocks. Like the knife blade that passed over her anus, his fingers touched her forbidden hole and sent shivers of strange lust in her body. His finger pressed on her anus, and she feared what he might do when her anal ring slowly began to expand under the harsh pressure of his fingertip. Her body seemed so connected, her nipples, her pussy, even her anus all tingled with the same desires. She rode the pleasure as it built up in her body. She knew she wouldn’t last much longer.

  “Time for my pleasure, Jennifer.” He listened to her cry out when he released the clamp from her trapped nipple and the blood rushed painfully back into the tip. He used his fingers to massage away the pain. “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue. You’re going to lick my cock.” This time, she didn’t clench her mouth closed. She opened her mouth and her pink tongue slipped out as she wet her lips.

  She wanted to cum, and she knew that he wouldn’t let her unless she gave him his pleasure. After feeling what she could get, she became more willing. Being aroused by his expert hands made her think differently. She’d take him in her mouth and do what he desired, even if it meant that he’d blanket her with his thick crème as the scavenger did to her mother. A mouthful of cum for an explosive orgasm while bound naked didn’t seem like a bad bargain any longer. Her tongue pushed out far as she waited for his cock.

  He pushed his cock into her face and was rewarded when her tongue began to lick it. “All over the head, make sure you get it all.” She lapped up the leaking cum as if it was milk for a kitten. Then, he made her work up and down the shaft, holding it so her pink tongue could work its magic. He pulled his cock against his abdomen to get it out of the way. “Lick my balls. I want them slick with your spit.”

  She tasted more of his crème, thick as it sat on her tongue and salty. It still made her grimace, but it wasn’t as bad as before. The head was smooth as her tongue explored it, running over it and then touching just beneath the thick rim that surrounded it. She felt his cock jump the minute her tongue touched the soft flesh beneath the rim, so she continued to run her tongue around it. Then, she worked on the shaft. The skin was looser and bumpy with thick veins that ran up the sides. The farther down she licked, the closer she got to the thick hairs that shot up from the bottom of his shaft. She cringed when he told her to lick his balls, but she did as he asked. She gagged on errant hairs that got stuck in her mouth, but she couldn’t pull them out. She filled her mouth with spit so she could get his balls wet as he asked. He pushed his balls over her tongue, and she could feel his twin balls sloshing around inside. She hated this the most and was glad when he finished.

  “Suck my cock. Start with the head and then show me what you can do to give me my pleasure.” He hated that she couldn’t move her head, but he’d do it for now. He pressed his cock down onto her lower lip, and when he pushed in, her mouth scooped it up and took the head inside. He stopped when her lips trapped it, but her tongue already went to work to pleasure him.

  She knew what sucking meant, so she did just that. She sucked in, drawing his cock into her mouth. It felt like her powerful suction dragged out his leaking crème. The more she licked and sucked, the more he leaked in her mouth. He rode his cock in her mouth, so she kept her lips tight around the shaft while her tongue continued to work it into a frenzy. She could feel the way it bounced in her mouth when she caressed it with her tongue. Not even when she nibbled on the thick ridge around the head with her teeth could make him pull out. When she rubbed her teeth back and forth over the flesh, she felt a jet of cum leak out the head, filling her mouth profusely. She thought he might have cum, but he stayed hard and eager.

  Roman grew eager, and his hips began to take deeper thrusts into her mouth. “Take it in your throat, Jennifer.”

  She knew what he meant as he drove his cock into her mouth. It was like when he first took her, but she knew that this time he wouldn’t be denied his pleasure. She didn’t know how the thick girth of his cock would fit into her tiny throat, but she saw her mother survive it, so she’d do the same. His cock slid along her slippery tongue, and she gagged the first time. He pulled back but slower and less urgent this time. Then, he pushed back in as she waited. The head of his cock shoved to the back of her mouth, and this time, it didn’t pull back when it hit her throat. She gagged again, but he didn’t back off. Then, he did something with his hips, as though he used his cock as a corkscrew and tried to drive it down her throat. He had some success. She gagged and coughed as her mouth opened wide and drool ran out. She felt something different as he continued to press his cock on her throat. When her mouth opened wide, so did her throat. With his cock pressing inside, the head of his cock stretched the opening of her throat with sheer force. She couldn’t believe he had done it, but her stomach turned as she retched when his cock slowly and methodically began to push into her throat. She couldn’t believe it was possible, but there was no denying the thick flesh that filled her throat.

  His cock was compressed as if it was hit by a hammer, but this was much more enjoyable. Her throat muscles clenched on the head of his cock as he pushed deeper into her reluctant throat. The muscles rippled along his cock and made it quiver with excitement, but it was inside so tightly that it could barely move. He flexed his cock, but it wouldn’t move. All he felt was the delicious pleasure of such a tight hole around his cock. He began to fuck her throat as he gazed down at her face. Her eyes were filled with tears, and her nostrils flared as she struggled to fill her lungs, but it was her pink lips stretched tight around the shaft of his cock that brought him such excitement. His pubic hairs rubbed against her face as she was forced to swallow his cock. She literally swallowed his cock into her throat. He wondered if he were longer, could he drive his cock into her stomach.

  Bishop Roman took his time with her. He fucked her throat, but then, he pulled out and played with her body until she was wet and ready, but then, he was back inside her mouth, teaching her all the ways she could please him. She was forced to gobble up the leaking cum, but she knew there was much more. Not even when he stuffed his balls in her mouth could stop the pleasure that built up in her body. She felt a change in him. His movements were more eager and jerky. His breathing grew rapid, and she heard moans of pleasure from his lips. His thrusts became more urgent and faster, so Jennifer worked her tongue faster even though she grew tired. It felt like he’d fucked her mouth for hours. Suddenly, his body grew rigid, and he cried out when he pushed his cock deep into her mouth. It felt bigger, and she was sure that she could feel the cum race up the shaft of his cock, but that still didn’t prepare her for what happened. His cock opened up in her mouth and unleashed a torrent of thick, salty cum that blanketed every nook and cranny with the thick crème. She gagged when the first jet shot to the back of her mouth and some went down her throat, but he cared little, unable to stop the explosive orgasm that raced through his body. She didn’t know what to do with the cum that filled her mouth, but by the second jet inside, she knew she had to do something. His cock stretched her lips so she couldn’t spit it out. She had no choice but to try to swallow it. She gulped, but the cum was so thick that it went down slowly, and by the time she got rid of some of it, he’d spewed more in her mouth. He continued to ride his cock in and out of her mouth while he cried out his pleasure. One more time he came, but he didn’t pull out. His cock lost some of its har
dness, but it continued to ride up and down her lips as the head of his cock pushed his abundant cum down her throat. The smell of his cum filled her nose, but it was the taste that she couldn’t shake. It was distasteful but necessary for his pleasure, so she endured. Even when he finished cumming, he still fucked her mouth, though slower and more deliberate. She began to suck his cock again, drawing it inside her mouth with powerful suction as her tongue began the job of licking all the cum that coated it.

  He hated when he finally pulled his cock out of her mouth, but it was a long time before he did. She was exceptional, even after he’d cum. She continued to work over his cock as if he never orgasmed. He saw his white, milky cum drip down her lips, and it made his cock jerk when he saw her tongue lick up a drop and draw it back into her mouth.

  Bishop Roman pulled his cock out of her mouth. Jennifer felt so proud of what she had accomplished, bringing him such pleasure. She could feel his warm cum in her belly. She saw him smile at her as he knelt down beside her, then she felt his hands go to work on her. She closed her eyes and let the pleasure race through her body as his fingers touched her where no other man had before. He was an expert, in spite of him being a bishop. He stroked her arousal, but only carried her to a plateau where he made her ride it for so long. It was as if he knew what would drive her over. But, he knew just what to do to keep her from going over. He stroked her anus with one finger, and when her pleasure rose so high, the finger would become more insistent and demanding. She felt the strange tingle in her anus as it was forced to open up and stretch. She cried out the first time when his finger plunged through the reluctant hole and stretched her anal ring tightly around. She felt the shameful touch of a finger in her forbidden hole, moving like a snake and pressing hard against the muscles in her rectum. Then, his other finger would go back to work on her pleasure button even as the finger in her backside continued to move. Finally, she couldn’t stop and the finger in her backside was no longer disconcerting but pleasurable. It was as though her anus and her pussy were connected, and when one was stroked, the other felt pleasure. Her body shuddered in violent orgasms, bound and unable to move, she shuddered uncontrollably as Bishop Roman sent her innocent body from one plateau of pleasure to the next. His fingers never left her body, her pleasure button seized and pulled while the finger in her backside impaled her deeper. It was as if a cock was between her legs. Jennifer never experienced such pleasure. She was exhausted as he finally took her out of the strange contraption. She could barely move her limbs for a long time.