Another Sissy Fantasy

I find myself in a spacious throne room, no glam or gold to speak of, but with high wooden ceilings and bare walls lit only by torches. On the throne sits a Man, a king, a powerful, but silent figure waiting for me to serve Him. I crawl across the floor on my hands and knees, not worthy of standing erect like a man, until I sit at His feet.

Waiting for a single nod of assent, I sit up and begin to undo His pants, fishing out His large but flaccid cock. I let it lay limp against His thigh for a moment as I lean forward and sniff at His crotch, at His musky balls, and then I look up once more for another nod to proceed. With His permission, I slowly begin to kiss and lick His cock gently, lovingly, bringing Him to full mast.

He says nothing as He simply watches me worship His mighty cock, licking it from the base to the tip and back again before taking the head into my mouth and slowly sucking on it. With each bob of my head, I take it a little deeper until I can go no further. I place my hands on His muscular thighs and continue to obediently make love to His cock until I feel Him tense up, ready to cum.

I do not get greedy and presume to swallow His sperm; it is not my place to decide where it goes. Perhaps He wishes to fill my mouth with His seed, or perhaps He wishes to cover my face in His thick, gooey sperm. I allow Him to dictate to me His needs silently, using His strong hands to either hold my head on His cock or to pull me off and spray my face.

Afterwards, I know it is my duty to clean His cock of the mess I've made and again, I do so lovingly, worshipfully, gently... I hungrily lick it clean, eagerly not allowing a single drop of cum to go to waste, even as He begins to grow hard once more.

Erect again, He grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls me up, turning me around, grabbing my hips, and jerking me down onto His lap, impaling me on His thick cock roughly. I cry out in pain and pleasure, tears in my eyes, but I do no resist; why would I want to resist? I know my place, my role as His personal cumdump and cock sleeve, and I eagerly grind my ass against His hips, feeling His cock deep within me.

My own cock, so much smaller than His, is painfully erect now, but I dare not touch it without His permission. Instead, I focus my efforts on bringing Him pleasure, bouncing up and down on His shaft like a whore, moaning as His meat stretches my anus wide. I close my eyes as I feel myself nearing orgasm, willing it back until He cums first.

When His perfect cock finally erupts inside me, filling my ass with his wonderful sperm, I can hold my own orgasm back no longer as my little cock twitches and spurts a jet of cum forward, into the floor. I still dare not touch it as I continue to ride my Master, milking His cock inside me until He is satisfied and pushes me off His lap, back into the floor. Again, like a whore, I eagerly lick His cock clean before licking my own cum off the floor so as to not leave an unsightly mess.

Finished with my cleaning, I look up at my Master to see if He requires anything more of me and with a subtle gesture of His head, He dismisses me from His sight, finished with me for the moment. I crawl away like the slave that I am, off to my private corner where I begin to stroke my sissy cock furiously, thinking of His meat the entire time.

I am His sissy bitch, existing only to drain His balls of sperm whenever He allows it...and I love every sinful minute of it.