At first she did not particularly enjoy this part of her training, but like he told her, he didn’t care if she enjoyed it or not because he did. What was there to like about it? She had to lower herself to her belly at his feet, open her mouth and spread her pussy and ass for him and beg him to use her. He would refuse the use of her available holes — that was part of the ritual, part of the training — and instead instruct her to prepare herself, for he wished instead to fuck her tits, that they, like the rest of her, were meant to be used by a man’s cock.
“Please, Sir, please use me,” she said. “Use your cockhole.”
“Prepare yourself,” he said to her as he dropped carelessly into the armchair facing the bed.
Slowly she reached for the bottle of baby oil, her skin flushing red. She knelt with her knees open on the bed. She poured the oil into her hand and rubbed it timidly into her skin, caressing the globes thoroughly. She rolled her nipples between her fingers as he liked, and because she knew he really liked it, she took them between her forefinger and thumb and twisted them until her face grimaced in pain. That made his cock swell even larger, it seemed.
Finally she laid the bottle aside, her skin glistening and slippery with oil. She laid back and waited for him to mount her.
His knees trapped her arms at her sides. He grabbed her breasts and pressed them close around his cock, grunting a bit as he shuttled himself in the deep cleavage.
But the odd thing was somehow over the weeks they’d done this, while he strained and thrust above her and her legs twisted hotly in the sheets, needy and unfulfilled as he rubbed himself off on her, spurted his cum across her chest and chin and face but not in her mouth, denying her even that taste of him, somehow during all that, she began to love this. It got her hotter and hungrier, turned her into a desperate, frenzied slut for his cock, seeing how he used her so matter of factly, used whichever body part suited him at the moment. He treated her like a fuck doll, a sex toy, his masturbation aid. He didn’t give her relief, but somehow one night, as he thrust between her breasts, groped them and tweaked the nipples, she climaxed beneath him.