"You’re my new cumrag now you fucking slut" I told her as I jacked off into her mouth and shot a load in her throat.My sexslave/sister Emily: pt.2"c...omfort"Now that I was done giving Emily her abusive treatment it was time to comfort her. I zipped her latex mummy suit back up and stood her up straight, tied her feet to the floor and suspended her from her shoulders. I zipped up her face mask but opened the mouth and eyes on it so she could breathe and see. I called my slave Kristen in to help me. “I disagree. Sure, there are always going to be idiots out there like Todd Numen, but any half-way intelligent sponsor would look beyond the superficial aspects of one’s appearance and, just as I have, judge their potential companions by more substantial criteria,” I replied.“Just what did you base your decision on?” he questioned.“I looked for interests which mimicked my own. I also took Janet’s intelligence, nurturing, motherly instincts and sex drive into account. She easily had more than. I found myself smiling too and through my shirt over my shoulder as I turned to go back to my own place. After the lake, we made out for a very long time before finally walking back to our houses and exchanging last kisses of the night. I had wanted her to sleep over, really really badly, but she said that she had to finish some college applications early and would see me the following afternoon. Girls are way too efficient at delaying pleasure, and I was way too horny for life. I started to. I had to. But not just girls, guys too. I realized I was bi. The thought of sucking a cock and getting cum blown all over my face really turned me just as much as seeing it happen to another girl. I wanted to be like the cheerleader I had just seen in the video.I went home every day that week as it progressed and immediately masturbated. I wound up doing it several times again throughout each night as well. I was loving it, but still didn't want to admit it to myself. I promised myself each.