Throat Dom

You couldn't breathe with his belt wrapped around your neck. His cock was settled deep in your throat, growing more snug as he pulled on the end of the leather, pleasuring himself. Your lungs were spasming, trying to bring in air, only serving to lodge his member further down your neck.

You thought this was what you wanted, having fantasized about being dominated in this way before. You wanted to be tied up, have your mind fucked into oblivion, be left in a mess with your body used to its breaking point. The man above you had taken interest, taking advantage of your imagination promising everything you wanted. You listened, allowing him to take you home and strip your body for his personal enjoyment.

You loved that he couldn't keep his hands off you. His palms ran across every inch of your body inspecting your skin, their coarse texture resonating your arousal. It didn't take long until you saw the animal side of him, pushing you off balance to gain the upperhand. You let yourself go with it, unaware of his intentions. He played with his cock on your face, letting you taste it as he got hard, before he used his belt to wrap it a leash around your neck.

You may as well have been his pet from that point forward. You had no choice but to obey his command at the consequence of losing your breath and being thrown around. He led you across his furry body, forcing you to lick every inch, use your mouth to get him the rest of the way hard. Then, he lay you on your back, placing the length of his cock across your face as he slid it into your throat.

You had no choice but to accept it. Precum was dragged across your tongue before his tool settled into place, filling your sinuses with its taste. Your nose flooded with its sweaty musk as all your air passed by it, your vision taken up by his sack that rested on the bridge of your nose. He pushed in further, his belt tightening your throat's grip around his cock pleasuring himself. You couldn't breathe.

You felt electricity begin spreading across your skin as your lungs struggled to work, a sense of euphoria washing through your system. You began to shiver in pleasure, your mind entering a simpler state as instinct took control. Whether you wanted to or not, you felt yourself grow extremely hard at this exact moment.

"Good boy" You heard from above you as you felt his hands run down your front, beginning to rock back and forth inside you.

His touch couldn't have been more erotic, your body spasming as he used your mouth like his toy. You began to moan, the vibrations of your throat exaggerating your arousal. He seemed to enjoy it too, letting out a cry of his own before thrusting into you harder. You couldn't think. You couldn't breathe. You loved it as he taught you to take his cock over your own breath, each thrust bringing you closer and closer to passing out.

He finally came, his cum sent on a direct path into your stomach, before pulling out to let you breathe in the remaining fluids. A rush of oxygen flooded through your system, heightening all the senses you had felt before as your vision darkened. You lay there, panting, spent, having realized the exact situation you had fantasized so much about.