Date: Tue, 7 Jun 2005 12:13:34 -0700 (PDT)
From: Ralph Tolano <storymaster49@yahoo.com>
Subject: Master Jonathan Chapter two

This is the second chapter in the story of Master
Jonathan.  I much appreciate the letters of
encouragement from the first chapter.  I hope you
enjoy the second chapter as much as I enjoyed writing
it.  I am already writing the third chapter.  Any
comments are welcome, to include ideas on future
stories as well as your feelings about this particular
theme.  Write me at  storymaster49@yahoo.com.  Thanks


Master Johnson Chapter Two

    By Ralph Tolano


"Sir, your two o'clock appointment is here," said the
butler,  holding the door to Jonathan's office open a
crack.

"Take him pool side and offer him something to drink,
James.  Tell him I will be with him shortly," ordered
Jonathan,  not taking his eyes off the young man
kneeling between his legs.

"That was better,  but next time we will work on your
tongue action.," said Jonathan,  pulling the young
man's face away from his cock.  "Now, leave me," he
ordered as the young man stood and looked longingly at
his master's cock.  At the command from Jonathan he
quickly spun around and left the room.

Jonathan grabbed his thickened cock and pushed it down
and focused his mind for a few seconds until his cock
softened to it's normal flaccid, but bulky state.  He
wasn't yet ready for his guest to see his cock at it's
full erect state.  That would come in due time, but
right now it would not have the desired effect.  He
had been developing this case for a few weeks and he
thought  this meeting might be the one in which he
finally achieved dominance.

His guest was an insurance salesman one of his past
associates had sent his way.  Jonathan certainly
didn't need insurance on all his estate holdings, he
had that already.  But on meeting the salesman he felt
challenged .  The salesman,  Bob Edwards was about 40,
great shape, very much a man's man.  He had the
salesman pitch down pat.  Yes sir,  a regular old Mr.
pat on the back,  talk about golf, take you to a strip
bar,  smoke a cigar, and sell you some insurance you
don't need kind of guy.  His entire pitch didn't mean
shit to Jonathan.  Those kind of men were the ultimate
 turn off to Jonathan,   These were man with no
awareness of who they were or what they really wanted
in life.  They dismissed any fleeting thought that
didn't fit their owned skewed self image.  The only
thing this man Bob Edwards meant  to Jonathan was a
challenge.   He knew half way into his initial meeting
over lunch at San Soucci what he had to do.  Jonathan
loved a challenge and while breaking this salesman
down wouldn't be the biggest challenge of his life, he
did think it would be the most worthwhile.

During that first encounter, Bob Edwards proved he was
the typical alpha male wanna-be Jonathan detested.
Edwards was weak and compensated with a lot of bravado
and bluster about his own sexual prowess and
experience.  As the waitress walked away from their
table he looked over at Jonathan and gave him a big
wink.  "Did you see the tits on that chick?"

Toying with him, Jonathan responded,   "you like big
tits, do you, Mr. Edwards?"

"Hey, call me Bob, ok?  And, hell yes I love big tits.
 What's not to like?  Last week I banged this piece
with tits the size of cantaloupes.  Too much for one
guy, but I didn't let any of em go to waste, if you
get my drift."

"No, I am sure you didn't," answered Jonathan,  barely
able to control the sarcasm.

But it was his reaction to the wine steward that
convinced  Jonathan he needed to take action.  After
the stewart left to fill their wine order Edwards
rolled his eyes and in a low voice said, "damn, could
he have been any more of a fag?  I hate it when they
look at me like that.  That look like I might be
available.  Makes me want to grab em by the balls and
show em what a real man does with another man."

"Oh, really?" asked Jonathan.  "Perhaps one day,  Mr.
Edwards, perhaps one day."

And so the wheels in Jonathan's head began to turn.
This would be his next project.  This was his only
true hobby in life and while Edwards would present a
challenge, it would not be his most difficult.  On the
other hand, the results would be so satisfying.  To
take this self professed stud and watch him beg for
cock would be a sweet victory.  Jonathan would have to
do some research and play it through carefully, but in
the end he would win.  He always won.

Jonathan stood up and pulled on a pair of old shorts.
Before he went to meet his guest he checked in the
full length mirror and gave the shorts a slight twist
to the right, making them a little tighter than normal
and showing off his substantial package.  He wore no
shirt.  It would make his guest slightly uncomfortable
 and give Jonathan a psychological edge.  It was all
about edges.  It was all about manipulating his quarry
until it was vulnerable and then moving in for the
kill.  It was what animals of prey did to weaker
animals, and that, in the end, was what this was all
about.

Edwards waited patiently by the pool, drink in hand,
surveying the obvious wealth of this new client.
Insuring this client would not only bring him a
substantial commission,  but help him move back into
position as one of the company's top salesman.

The last few years had been rough.  His wife of 20
years had left him after realizing that his habit of
bedding any available female with big tits was never
going to stop.  His attitude of "one woman is not
enough for me" simply made the pill harder to swallow,
so she left, walking out the door with half his money.


This new client was going to be his ticket back.  He
was a strange man and he Edwards oddly uncomfortable
in his presence.  The client looked at him straight in
the eye and never showed any reaction .  No matter
what Edwards said this client would simply stare into
his eyes and then say something unexpected.  Selling
was about getting the upper hand, and he had yet to
get the upper hand.   The client should never be in
control, but oddly this client always seemed to be in
control, and in a very deep and peculiar way Edwards
was pulled to it.  He didn't understand the feeling
but it was there.  He felt it deep down inside, deep
in his balls.  They seemed to tighten a little when
this client stared at him with those powerful eyes.
He couldn't begin to explain it, so as with everything
else in his life he came up with a reason that would
keep him from having to analyze it and discover
anything new about himself.  He blamed it on wealth.
This client was wealthy beyond anything Bob could
imagine and to Bob, wealth was power, and power was
everything.

As Bob stood admiring the fruits of this man's wealth
in the ornate indoor pool he didn't hear a barefoot
Jonathan slip up behind him.

He jumped as a hand touched his shoulder and a voice
said "how are you today, Bob"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," said
Jonathan,  not meaning  a word of his apology.  In
fact, he meant to startle him.

Keeping his hand on his shoulder he gently squeezed ,
feeling the hardness from the daily workouts Edwards
enjoyed.  "Did James get you something to drink?" he
asked, looking at the glass on the table.  "Is there
anything else you need before we talk business?"

"No...I mean yes, he got me a drink, " Edwards
stammered.

"Very good." Jonathan said, pulling up a chair
directly in front of Edwards and sitting down just
slightly too close.

"Take off your jacket and tie, Bob, "Jonathan said in
a tone that was more a command than a suggestion.

Edwards nodded and took of his jacket and tie and as
he stood to put them on the chair next to them
Jonathan put his hand on Edwards upper thigh and
pushed him back into his seat.

"James, here please, " said Jonathan in a loud voice.

The butler appeared  suddenly and as he walked toward
the two men,  Jonathan looked over and said "take Mr.
Edwards coat and tie please, he won't be needing them
for a while."

Keeping his hand on Edwards thigh he looked him in the
eye and with a gentle squeeze  said, "that feels
better doesn't it?"

Edwards just nodded and took a sip of his drink.
Jonathan slid his hand down Edwards thigh, letting it
rest for a second on his knee.  Giving him a final
squeeze he let go.   Looking in Edwards eyes he saw
that familiar look of fear and excitement.   He knew
that look and he also knew it was likely he would
capture his prey today.  He would play out his game
and make sure when he finally made his move his victim
would surrender willingly, sensing any resistance
would be futile.  This was always the moment Jonathan
relished and he could feel the stirring deep down at
the base of his cock.  He wondered to himself, "does
he know that before this day is out he is going to
have a cock deep inside his rectum,  flooding him with
enough cum to stock a New York city sperm bank for a
year. " The thought almost made  him laugh.  He was
enjoying himself immensely and even more so because he
also knew that when all was said and done he was going
to give this man pleasure he never even dreamed about,
and turn him from a phony alpha male,  into a
quivering feminized bitch who lived only to service
genuinely dominant men.

"So, Mr, Edwards, you would like to insure my real
estate holdings," began Jonathan.  "As we have
discussed, it is a substantial amount  of property and
I am sure represents a major coup for you."

Edwards immediately piped in "Well, Sir, I am a millon
dollar salesman so even though your estate is large it
isn't any...."

Jonathan held up his hand, "let's not go into that Mr.
Edwards. I don't need to hear how I am just another
client.  In fact, what this represents is an
opportunity for you to develop a business relationship
with me that could prove lucrative for years to come.
I want us to trust each other, and before  I trust
anyone with so much of my wealth I like to know who I
am dealing with.  So, lets not discuss financial
terms, lets discuss you and me.  Let me learn who you
are, and confirm in my own mind you are who I think
you are."

With that,  Jonathan stood up and said "lets go for a
swim, Bob.  May I call you Bob?"

"Yes, please call me Bob.  May I call you Jonathan?"

Jonathan did not answer but just kept staring into his
eyes.  "Shall we go swimming?"

"I'd love to.  Do you happen to have a spare set of
swimming trunks?" asked Edwards.

"Oh,  Bob, it's just the two of us.  I always swim
naked.  You can do the same," Jonathan said, grabbing
his shorts  by the waist band and pushing them to his
ankles,  then flicking them aside with his foot.

Jonathan watched  Edwards eyes and noticed he was
looking right as his cock, as he expected him to.
Then trying to act as casual as possible Edwards
lifted his foot up over his knee to take his shoe off.
 Losing his balance he reached out for the back  of
the chair.  Jonathan reached  out instantly and
grabbed his arm before his hand reached the chair.

"Let me help you, " said Jonathan, holding on to his
forearm.  He gripped him tight until the shoe and sock
was off, and then reached around his back to steady
him as Edwards lifted his other foot up to remove the
remaining shoe and sock.

As Edwards moved to unbuckle his belt Jonathan stepped
back and watched.  Men never stared at other men as
they removed their pants, and it made Edwards
uncomfortable but strangely excited.  He had no
understanding of his feelings.  He had never tried to
understand these kinds of feelings and so he let it
pass.  He would sort it out later and file it in a
safe place in his mind.  Someplace where he didn't
have to cope with new feelings.

As the pants feel to the floor Jonathan reached up and
started to unbutton Edwards shirt.  To do so he had to
step in closer and he his face was only inches from
Edwards.  As he unbuttoned the last button  he let the
back of his hand  slide across Edwards hairy stomach.
As Edwards shuddered at the strange feeling, Jonathan
looked him in the eye and smiled almost imperceptibly.
 He stepped back slightly and let Edwards take off his
shirt, leaving him only in his dark blue briefs.

"Only one item left, Bob, then we can enjoy the pool.
"

Edwards pulled his briefs down and let them fall
around his ankles.  He stood up and desperately fought
the urge to cover his cock with his hands and pull his
legs together like an 8 year old taking his first
public shower.  He had never felt this way.  He always
displayed his manhood as if he were a rooster in a hen
house, strutting around for all the world to admire.
This new feeling was strange and mind reeling.  His
mind was going a mile a minute and he couldn't grasp
any threads of the fleeting thoughts long enough to
make sense of them.  One minute he wanted to cover
himself and run away and the next minute he wanted
this man to grab... NO, NO, he didn't think that.  It
was simply a passing wisp of a thought.  It was just a
bad  thought that everyone had.  It wasn't a desire it
was just a feeling.  The kind of feeling you get when
you look over a ledge and feel the urge to jump.  He
doesn't want this man to touch him any more than he
wants to jump off a building.

As Edwards struggled with his senses,  Jonathan took
him by the arm leading him to the steps into the pool.
 "Join me,  Bob."

They walked into the heated pool and flexing their
legs, lowered themselves down till only their heads
were above water.  Jonathan moved close enough to
Edwards so their arms made contact off and on as they
enjoyed the warmth of the pool.  Jonathan said little,
allowing his guest to continue feeling the discomfort
of silence.

"What would you like to  drink, Bob?" Jonathan asked.

"A beer would be fine, thanks," answered Edwards.

Jonathan moved to the edge of the pool and pressed a
button on an intercom built into the wall just above
water level.  A voice came out over the speaker,
"Sir?"

"James, have one of the boys bring us a couple of
draft beers, if you please."

"Right away, Sir," came the reply

In a few moments  a young man of about 17 came out
wearing nothing but a pouch to contain his cock and
balls.  The pouch was held in place by a very fine
cord going around his back and attaching to a cord
that went under his balls and up between his round
bubble butt.  He carried a tray and stood a few feet
from the pool, waiting.

Jonathan looked at Edwards and said, "I don't like
drinks in the pool.  If they spill it contaminates the
water.  I am very finicky about cleanliness, Bob.
Come, lets have our beer at the table."

Jonathan stepped out of the pool and took one of the
drinks, and them looked toward Edwards, waiting for
him to follow.  Edwards hesitated then slowly started
climbing the three steps out of the pool.  When he
reached  the second step his cock broke the surface,
Jonathan was pleased and not at all surprised to see
that Edward's cock was semi erect.  In his own mind he
had no doubt Edwards had convinced himself that
Jonathan would believe that his semi rigid cock was in
it's normal soft state.  Jonathan knew better.
Something in Edwards had stirred when he saw this
young boy, showing off his body.

When Edwards had taken the drink off the tray the
young servant boy set the tray down on the table and
walked over to the a stack of towels by the pool.
Grabbing two he headed toward the two men.  Edwards
reached out his hand to take one and Jonathan said,
"no need for that.  Eric will take of it for you."

The young man put one of the towels on the chair and
then wrapped the other around Edwards, rubbing his
shoulders then moving down his back.  His rubbing was
vigorous and it made Edwards body shake.  Jonathan
noticed a slight increase in the size and stiffness of
Edwards cock.  The boy then kneeled,  rubbing the
towel up and down his legs, ending with it up around
his cock, which he rubbed roughly with the towel.
Moving toward Jonathan, the boy proceeded to dry him
off as well.  When he had finished with Jonathan he
stood back, waiting for instructions.

"You may leave, Eric," Jonathan said

As the boy left the room Jonathan stood staring at
Edwards.

"Was that enjoyable?" he asked Edwards, staring
intently into his eyes.

"Well, you certainly have some unusual servants,"
Edwards answered

"That's not what I asked.  I asked you if you enjoyed
it? Jonathan said, a little more  force in his voice.

"The water was very nice,  very nice, " answered
Edwards, again avoiding the issue.

Jonathan stepped close to Edwards and looked him in
the eyes.  Edwards leaned back slightly at the
invasion of his space, but before he could move away,
.Jonathan reached down and quickly wrapped his fist
around Edwards balls,  he milked them hard a few times
till he had his thumb and forefinger tightly gripping
his sack right below his cock,  then he squeezed
firmly, the bottom of Edwards ball sack hanging out
from below Jonathan's fist.

Edwards let out a deep gasp and put his hand down to
Jonathans  forearm in a vain attempt to break him free
of his grip on his balls.

"WHATTT...," gasped Edwards, but before he could say
anything more Jonathan increased his grip and
interrupted him.

"Shut up and listen," said Jonathan in a low but
commanding voice.  "I've been watching you all night
and observing you for weeks.  Whether you know it or
not, you are right where you want to be.  You gave up
to my domination almost as soon as you came into this
house tonight.  You felt things you haven't felt
before and things in you stirred that have been
dormant forever.  What you are feeling now is the real
you.  This is what you really want and I am here to
release it for you and give you what you want.  Right
now you are battling two feelings, one is total
humiliation over what I am doing.  I am holding on to
your balls and controlling you and it feels degrading,
 and oh so damn humiliating it makes you dizzy.  Am I
right?  And the other feeling?  Why, that is sexual
excitement  such as you've never experienced.  All
those big titted women you've fucked can't compare to
the feelings you are experiencing now.  And, right
this minute your mind is buckling,  folding,
collapsing in total confusion.  The old Bob wants to
run to the safe place, the new Bob wants to let go and
feel this new excitement."

Jonathan stared at Edwards, and waited for a few
moments.  Then Jonathan leaned in even closer, "Well,
Bob, surrender or run away, it's your choice?  By the
way, Bob, no matter what you choose you still get my
business.  I don't blackmail or extort  for what I
want, I get it through force of my will.  Tell me,
Bob, you want to stay here with me all night and let
go for me?  Just nod if it's yes."

Edwards just stared at Jonathan for a few moments his
mouth slightly open.  Finally, he slowly nodded up and
down.

Jonathan eased the pressure on Edwards balls slightly.
 "Good Bob, let me now explain what is going to
happen.  This is the last time I will call you Bob.
>From now on  you are my bitch and I will call you
whatever strikes me as appropriate at the moment.  You
may call me Sir or Daddy.  One last thing, do not say
no to me, do not hesitate  to follow my commands,  and
follow my demands with enthusiasm.

With that, Jonathan leaned in, placed his free hand
behind Edward's neck and pulled him into a full deep
kiss on the lips.

Edwards was stunned to feel a man's lips on his and
even more stunned to feel a long thick tongue working
it's way down to the back of his mouth.  The stunned
feeling was only momentary and was immediately
replaced by sexual surrender.  Despite a fist wrapped
around his balls, his cock got instantly hard and the
head rubbed against Jonathans  hairy leg, sending
shocks of lust deep into his cock,  through his
straining balls, and into his rectum.  He wanted this
man like he had never wanted any woman in his life.
He could feel the old alpha male Bob slipping away and
the new submissive  Bob filling the void.

As Jonathan's tongue explored his new bitch's mouth
the sexual energy in his loins was building.  This was
when Jonathan was most alive.  This was when he felt
powerful.  He felt an urgency to mount his new bitch
and breed him.  If not for his powerful self
discipline he would have pushed Edwards to the floor
and fucked him right on the spot.  But there  was much
to do, so much.

Jonathan pulled  back from the kiss and let go of
Edward's balls.  "Come," he ordered as he walked into
the house from the pool room, Jonathan following
quietly behind.  As they passed the kitchen Jonathan
stopped and spoke to his butler.

"James, I will be busy with my new bitch for the rest
of the night.  In about 4 or 5 hours please bring us
some hot washcloths and towels.  If I am still coupled
with him, just place them on the table at the foot of
the bed, and you may retire for the evening."

"Most certainly,  sir," responded the butler, a slight
smile crossing his lips.

Edwards, hearing himself  referred to as Jonathan's
bitch to be used for the night only served to increase
his excitement.  His cock twitched and started to
spill precum.  He had never been this peaked.

Edwards followed Jonathan into a big bedroom  with two
very large beds.  Jonathan turned grabbed Edwards
cock, squeezing it slowly as he spoke.  "The far bed
is where we sleep when we are done.  I don't expect to
be finished with you till 4 or 5 am.  We fuck on this
bed.  You will not get on the sleeping bed until I am
finished with you and you have cleaned  yourself of my
cum.  Is that understood?"

Edwards nodded, but didn't quite understand the need
for two beds.  What he didn't kow was that Jonathan
produced indordinate amounts  thick cum.  When
Jonathan was finished with his usual 3 or 4 hour fuck
session with a bitch, the bed was usually covered in
thick  pools of cum.  The amount was staggering, and
sometimes the bed was slippery with the thick cream.
The smell of cum would fill the room.

Jonathan moved to a smooth leather wingback chair.
Sitting in it he beckoned Edwards to him.  Jonathan
opened his legs and motioned  Edwards to kneel between
his legs.  Edwards kneeled then looked up expectantly
into Jonathan's eyes.  Jonathan's mind wandered to the
many times he had been in this position.  A new hot
bitch kneeling in front of him,  totally unaware of
what was coming in the next few hours.  Believing this
was going to be a night of pleasure and not really
understanding that the next few hours would be life
changing.  Pleasure would mix with pain, excrutiating
pain, as a thick hard cock penetrated their  tight
virgin asshole.  The pain would give way, and the
pleasure would peak and peak beyond anything they had
every experienced.  Then they would surrender.  A
woman's body would no longer hold any appeal.  They
would set out in a quest for cock.  If not allowed
back into Jonathan's realm they would continue to seek
out other strong men to take them like weak bitches.
Many would feminize themselves in an effort to appeal
to doms with a fetish for fem men.  They would turn
into cum addicts.  Forever craving having their pussy
bred by healthy,  powerful studs.

As Jonathan's mind came  back to the present he
allowed his erection to develop.  His new bitch looked
down at the growing cock with wide eyes.  When it
reached it's full size the bitch reached up and
wrapped his hand around it.  His fingers would not
wrap completely around the thick girth and he could
have put one hand  above the other and still not
covered the purple, glistening helmet.  As he held it
in his hand a large bead of pre-cum formed at the
head.

"Ok, Baby, time to taste your first cock," Jonathan
said softly.  He didn't feel the need to be  forceful
with this new bitch.  He was surrendering so totally
that force wasn't needed.  He might have to get
forceful later when it was time to mount him, but for
now, he realize control was going to be more complete
with a gentle touch.

Edwards lowered his lips down to Jonathan's cock and
sucked the drop of precum off his cockhead.  He then
slipped his lips down over his cock head and started
to use his tongue on the piss slit.

"That's good baby. Nice start." Jonathan said softly.
"In the next little while I am going to teach you to
take me all the way.  You must follow everything I say
and concentrate .  If you do what I say  you will be
fine."

For the next hour Jonathan guided and instructed  his
bitch on how to take the cock by focused breathing.
The bitch wanted to do it but wasn't concentrating on
his breathing, so when Jonathan would tell him to
relax he would gag.  A couple of time Jonathan had to
slap his face to get his attention.  Finally,
Jonathan's cock was slipping all the way down his
throat and the bitches nose was pressed against
Jonathan's pubic bone.  Jonathan sat in his wing back
chair, head back, letting the pleasurable feelings
work through his body.

Finally, Jonathan let go of the temporary pleasure,
realizing it was time to breed his new conquest.
Jonathan put his fingers under his bitch's chin and
gently lifted his mouth and held it,  his saliva
coated cock resting against Edwards chin.  Jonathan
smiled at the sight, proud of how far he had taken
this bitch in such as short while.

"I promised you'd find this profoundly moving,  didn't
I," asked Jonathan, holding his fingers under the
bitch's chin, while he slowly dipped his thumb into
the oozing precum on his cock head and rubbed across
Edwards lips.  "Right now your mind is confused.  You
have stepped across the line and you can't go back,
but you are happy with that,  aren't you?  You've
never surrendered to anything the way you have
surrendered to me tonight.  Well, the night is young
baby, the night is young."  Jonathan paused and
slipped three of his fingers into his new fuck toy's
mouth and pushed them to the back of his throat.  He
could feel the far back of his tongue and there was no
gag reflex.  He smiled at his new bitch.  "You are
going to make a lot of men very happy with this new
skill."

Jonathan stood up, pushing Edwards off balance.  The
bitch scrambled to get his balance and landed on his
ass at Jonathan's feet.  Jonathan reached down and
grabbed him by the arm, pulling him roughly to his
feet.  Holding his arm he led him to the bed and
instructed him to lie down.  The bitch scrambled on to
the bed and laid on his side, waiting nervously but
expectantly for his master to join him.  Jonathan went
to a dresser and pulled open the top drawer.

"I am about to take your virginity, baby," said
Jonathan as he absentmindedly pulled tubes of
different kinds of lubricant out of the drawer,
studying the labels before putting them back and
picking up another.  "Do you remember what it was like
when you fucked some  young innocent girl with freshly
ripened breasts?" he asked, looking over at his bitch.
 Jonathan waited for an answer but his bitch said
nothing.  "That wasn't a hypothetical  you cunt,  I
expect an answer, " he said, in a low but menacing
voice.

"Ye ye yess," the nervous bitch answered.

"Yes, of course you do.," Jonathan continued.   "And
do you remember  how powerful you felt because you
knew that you were able to conquer her reluctance by
persuasion and the power of your will?"

"Yes," responded the bitch

"Well, that is what I am about to experience,"
Jonathan  said, taking a tube and walking toward the
bed.  He climbed onto the bed and laid next to his new
submissive lover pulling him close.  As he continued
talking he squeezed a dollop of orange cream onto his
finger tips and dropped the tube on the floor.  "You
see, you are my conquest.  I am about to take your
virginity the way you took those young girls back when
you were a young and rutting male. "

Jonathan slid his arm under his slut's neck so he was
cradling him, and then put his free hand between
Edwards thighs.  "Spread your legs, baby."

Edwards was shaking with fear and anticipation but he
opened his legs as ordered.  He was well past any
resistance.  He would do anything his new master told
him to do.  He  simply knew no alternative.

Jonathan cupped his fingers so the lube would stay in
place till he found his target.  Pushing his hand down
below his slut's balls he quickly found the entrance
to his pussy.  Without pausing he inserted two fingers
into his tight little cunt.  Edwards let out a little
grunt at the sudden pressure but Jonathan acted as if
he didn't notice.

"My, you do have a tight little cunt.  No doubt about
it, you are a virgin.  I think I will enjoy this very
much.  You know, nothing feels better than a tight
virgin boy pussy wrapped tightly around my cock.  I
live for it," Jonathan said, as if he were talking to
himself.

Continuing to work his fingers around the inside of
his boy's rectum,  Jonathan looked down into his
conquest's eyes.  "In a minute I will be mounting you.
  You will find it painful at first, but just ride
with it.  My goal is not to inflict pain, but frankly
your pain is not my concern.  I intend to breed you
and fill you with an enema  size load of cum.  It will
take time, I love fucking and I delay my dump of cum
until I have had enough.  That could take hours.
Don't ask me to stop or tell me you are tired because
it will only compel me to go longer.  Once the pain is
past you will most likely cum.  As with most of my
bitches  you will most likely cum multiple times
tonight.  Cum spurting out of your cock is
insignificant to me and does  not mean we are done.
We are done, when I say we are done.  Understood? "
asked Jonathan.

"Yes," whispered Edwards.

Jonathan pulled his fingers out of his bitch's tight
cunt and examined them for a moment.  He then took the
slimyfingers and shoved them into Edward's mouth.
"Suck them clean, bitch."

As Edwards hungrily sucked and slurped on the gooey
fingers, Jonathan rolled one of his knees between
Edwards legs.  Pulling his fingers out of Edwards
mouth he pulled himself to a kneeling position between
Edward's legs.  He grabbed Edward's hairy legs and
hooked them over his arms.  Holding his legs up he
lifted the bitch up and gestured to a thick cushion
next to Edward's head.  "Put that cushion under your
ass so your pussy is higher," he commanded.

Edwards grabbed the pillow and put it under his
upraised hips.  Jonathan lowered him as he looked down
between his legs, checking if it was high enough for
him to penetrate with maximum depth.  Lifting again he
ordered the bitch to pull the cushion back more.  He
did this maneuver  several more times till he was
satisfied his target was well positioned.

Jonathan's cock had been hard for over an hour and the
head was engorged with blood from the sucking his
bitch had performed.  He placed the head of his cock
against the tight pucker and then pushed very slightly
to make sure it was in place.  When he felt his
cockhead  nestled against his victim's cunt he leaned
forward and in one long smooth motion he mounted his
prey.  His cock was all the way in before his bitch
knew what hit  him.  Before he could react and
instinctively push away, Jonathan was on top of him,
the weight of his body against his chest, his arms
pulling the bitch's legs bag toward  his shoulders
effortlessly.  The more the bitch tried to push his
legs down the higher he raised his pussy up for more
penetration.

"Stop moving, now," Jonathan yelled.

The strength of the command was greater than the
instinct to escape the pain and Edwards stopped
moving.  Jonathan did a mild grind into the tight
cunt,  letting the walls of his new slut's rectum
adjust to the invasion and settle down.  Once his cock
was comfortable Jonathan stopped moving.  In typical
fashion, Jonathan simply held him in place, enjoying
the inner sense of power he felt from taking his new
bitch's virginity.  He mused on the fact that no cock
had ever been where his cock was.  He was the first,
but unquestionably, not the last.  His mind wandered
for a long time, relishing both the physical and the
psychic release he got whenever he popped a new
cherry.

The bitches breathing was labored at first as he
struggled to overcome the pain that was shooting
through his ass and up his back.  Slowly, the
breathing calmed down and became more relaxed.
Jonathan pulled out very slightly and then pushed back
in.  There was no reaction other than a slight groan.
It surprised Jonathan a little since usually it took a
lot longer for a virgin cunt to get used to a cock of
Jonathan's girth.  He moved his cock slightly and
heard a definite groan.  "The bitch is already
enjoying it," he thought.

Jonathan pulled his cock half-way out and pushed back
in.  This time the moan of pleasure was unmistakable.
He put his lips down to his sluts ear and whispered
"feels good, doesn't it?"

"God, yesss," moaned Edwards.

"You like your tight cunt being invaded by a man's
cock,  don't you.  This is the best thing you've ever
felt, isn't it?  You feel totally dominated by a
stronger man and it makes you feel like a little slut
bitch,  and that is a wonderful feeling, isn't it?"
whispered Jonathan directly into his ear.

Edwards was repeating "yes, yes, yes," to everyone of
Jonathan's perverse questions.

Jonathan pumped harder as he continued whispering,
"you are a little cunt aren't you.   You are a filthy
little bitch whore that loves to have her cunt filled
with cock meat.  I'm gonna fuck you all night and you
are going to beg for more.  Tell me what a slutty
bitch you are.  Beg me to fuck you. Beg me, cunt, beg
me.

Edwards was way beyond whispering and he yelled, "YES,
YES, PLEASE DADDY FUCK MY CUNT.  FILL ME WITH CUM,
BREED ME, SHOVE THAT HARD MAN COCK UP MY TIGHT PUSSY
ALL NIGHT.  PLEASE DADDY, PLEASE, FUCK ME, FUCK
MEEEEEEEEE.

Edwards was totally out of control.  He was insane
with lust and his cock fired his first of many loads
between their two stomachs.  Jonathan would not notice
the thick cum on himself.  Before the next hour was up
they would both be bathed in sweat and the sluts cock
juice would mingle with it and coat both of them.

Jonathan continued his rutting, the tempo increasing
so they were both panting.  Edwards fingers would drag
across Jonathan's back,  pulling him into him, and
then move down to his ass, trying to coax him deeper
into his stretched cunt.

Occasionally,  Jonathan would slow way down to regain
his strength.  He would cuddle with Edwards, kissing
him fully on the lips and gently stroking him as his
cock worked in and out of his cunt.   As soon as the
bitch would get comfortable with the gentle
lovemaking, Jonathan would revert to rutting hard and
deep, keeping the slut off balance.

At one point Jonathan reached up and flipped a switch
on the headboard and a plasma tv hanging at eyelevel
on the wall next to the bed flickered on.  The scene
on the tv was a live image of Jonathans ass flexing as
he drove his cock into the bitch.  Jonathan commanded
, "down," and the voice activated camera moved down
till not only his ass was visible but also his cock,
going in and out of his sluts cunt.

"Look at the screen," he commanded.

Edwards looked at the scene of his legs hooked over
Jonathan's arms, his hairy ass flexing  in and out as
he drove his cock home.  What  took Edwards breath
away was the close up on the split screen of his own
cunt lips wrapped around Jonathan's cock.  As Jonathan
would drive into his pussy, his balls would conceal
the bitch's pussy lips and drape themselves all the
way down his ass crack and over his tail bone.

"You have a very sexy pussy, baby," said Jonathan.
"Look how the lips grip my cock as I pull out.  You
like that, don't you?  You love that a strong man like
me wants to use your cunt for his pleasure. "

Edwards moaned and shot his third load of cum on both
their stomachs.  He was dizzy looking at the scene on
the tv screen.  He loved looking at his own ass, his
tight sweet cunt that from now on would be reserved
for strong virile men.

The next two hours were a blur of positions.  Edwards
was exhausted but still being pushed to heights of
ecstacy he had never before experienced.  He had cum
about 5 times and never touched his own cock.

Finally, Jonathan realized it was time to breed.  He
was tiring and could feel that familiar ache at the
base of his balls.  His body had been churning up cum
for hours and it was time for release.

Jonathan sat up on the bed, his back to the headboard
and gestured Edwards to climb on his cock.    He
adjusted the camera so it was pointed right at his
cock as it entered the bitches cunt.  He looked into
the bitches glassy eyes and said "When I tell you to
get off  you are to immediately climb off and take my
cock in your mouth, understood."

"Yes, Daddy," Edwards mumbled.

Jonathan grabbed his bitch by the hips and started to
raise and lower him on his cock.  He was very close
and when he felt the cum rising up his turgid cock he
slowly lowered his bitch down onto his cock until he
knew he had reached just the right moment,  then he
forced Edwards down hard and deep, causing his cock to
erupt with the first of many powerful geysers of cum.

The first eruption fired deep into his slut's bowels
and Edwards eyes opened wide as he sucked in a deep
breath.  As the first shot left his cock, he raised
his fucktoy by the hips and then brought him down
hard, shooting another  monster load into edward's
rectum.  As that eruption filled Edwards tight ass it
forced the previous load down and out, and Jonathan
looked into the camera to see cum squirting out around
the bitch's ass lips gripping his cock.  When he
lifted Edwards again,  the rest of the first load and
much of the second load poured out of Edwards pussy
and coated  Jonathan's balls and inner thighs before
forming a huge pool on the bed.  Jonathan forced
Edwards down and a loud, cum slurping farting sound
came from around Jonathans pussy wrapped cock as
streams of cum were expelled all over his legs.

"Off, suck my cock," Jonathan commanded loudly,
pushing Edwards back.

Jonathan's fuck toy climbed  off quickly, a long rope
of cum stretching from his pussy to Jonathan's
throbbing cock.  Edwards took the slime covered cock
in his hand and wrapped his mouth around the swollen
purple head.  Jonathan put his hand on top of Ewards
head and pushed down hard.

"Swallow, bitch," Jonathan commanded,   as another
thick rope of the thick cock juice disgorged from his
cock, causing Edwards to gag violently and open his
mouth wide, allowing all the cum to run out over
Jonathan.

""Close your fucking mouth, you stupid cunt, and
SWALLOW," Jonathan commanded again and forced the
sluts head down as a fourth thick rope flew from his
cock.  This time Edwards managed to keep his mouth
close and fight off the urge to gag.  He swallowed and
took half of it down.  As he swallowed the remaining
cum, Jonathan shot another load in his mouth.  Edwards
struggled to swallow as fast as possible but spilled
most of it down all over Jonathan's cock.

Jonathan pulled Edwards off his cock and commanded,
"lick me clean."

It was the last measure of humiliation.  As he licked
he could look over and see his own tongue slurping up
thick drools of cum off his masters cock.  Twelve
hours ago he was a cocky salesman, thinking he was
going to pull a fast deal on a wealthy businessman,
and now he was slathering sperm off a fat cock, and
loving every second of it.

Jonathan looked down at his new bitch, licking and
slurping with relish.  He smiled slightly and thought
to himself,  "this boy will make a nice addition to my
stable."