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This happened last month—
I served a new woman who contacted me,
pleasuring her pussy and asshole.
Her name is Ms. Reika.
After reading my blog,
she messaged me saying,
“I love treating men like toys and want them to cunnilingus me for hours.”
My heart was racing even before meeting her.
On the day she called me to the hotel,
at her request, I wore a collar and handcuffs before starting the service.
“Lick me faster,”
“A little slower,”
“Don’t stop,”
even after five hours,
she kept telling me these things without hesitation.
She mentioned she had no qualms about using men as slaves,
and I completely understood why.
Being a masochist, I found immense pleasure in how she treated me.
I felt joy in being treated as a slave.
My jaw and tongue grew numb from licking for hours,
but she paid no mind.
Her matter-of-fact command, “Keep licking,” was pure ecstasy for me.
Unlike pathetic beings like me who crave being used as masochists,
I recognized she was of a different caliber.
It made me feel born to exist beneath her.
When licking her asshole,
she instructed me to clean deep inside,
so I stiffened my tongue and pistoned it in and out repeatedly.
The unique taste and scent of her asshole on my tongue tip
made me involuntarily moan with pleasure.
During face-sitting, the pressure crushed my facial bones, making breathing difficult.
The oxygen deprivation made my consciousness waver,
but she judged my limits precisely, enjoying my suffering right up to the edge.
It was a kind consideration to ensure her slave didn’t die.
She has an excellent figure and is light in weight,
but keeping my face pressed beneath her buttocks for so long
made the pressure reverberate right down to my facial bones.
It was genuinely agonizing.
Yet seeing her revel in my desperate state
aroused me, making me hard.
She allowed only a single breath’s respite before sitting back down for another minute…
Repeatedly, I served her, struggling to breathe while desperately extending my tongue.
The moment she released me, hives broke out on my arms. Probably from the breathing difficulties. It was quite dangerous.
Even though it was painful,
the joy, happiness, and excitement overpowered it,
making me realize once again… I really am a masochist.
It wasn’t captured on video,
but the third her piss was received in the bathroom.
Instead of drinking it, I was bathed in it.
I rubbed the holy water that drenched my face into my skin,
like washing my face, using both hands to soak it into my entire face,
feeling blissful.
But she watched me and said, “That’s disgusting…”
while clearly enjoying herself.
On the train ride home, Reika-sama herself said to me,
“It felt so good I wished there was more time,
and it was fun! Let me use you again sometime.”
Her kind words made me very happy.
