My wife takes me to cumsluts' heaven
'Kneel down', the Mistress orders me. I obey.
'Everyone here has read your letter. They all know what you want, why you're here.'
My wife asks me how that makes me feel. It makes me feel shame. I feel vulnerable. But I also feel powerful and seen. Knowing that they all know makes me sink in the role I'm about to play.
All the men form a circle around me. Their wives stand behind them. As they get closer, I become submerged in cock. The wives grab the cocks and rub them in my face, stroke them.
I've never been this close to cock before. These are aroused cock. And they're all for me. I long to suck them so badly. But I'm ordered to close my mouth. The smell is intoxicating. It smells like cock.
The Mistress explains: 'Every one of these cock is real. Each cock represents the promise of cum. You will not leave until every single one has been drained, and every load eaten. Or should I say, drank. Because tonight, you will learn what every cumslut knows. That one does not eat cum. One drinks cum. And you will drink cum tonight.'
'Did you already know this, that cum is something you drink, rather than eat?' my wife asks.
'I knew that already. But by the end of that night, it will have taken a whole new meaning'.
So I'm kneeling surrounded by cock and I'm rock hard.