Learning

I can feel the cool crisp air scrape across my skin.  
Intensified by the sharp sting from his knife gliding across my stomach.
My body is on edge, all sensations are heighten as I am bound by my shackles and hung like produce for my inspection.  
You see, I've been a very bad slave for Master....
But Disobeying him brings me excitement, the mere thought of his big Russian cock in front of my face gave chills and a slick pussy.
 
I could feel him lowering me from the hook. As my toes began to touch the pavement I felt an ominous chill run down my spine.  
Maybe I went to far this time....  
 
"On your knees, now"  he orders as he grabs the nape of my neck and thrusts me down.  
 
To my knees I fall.  
 
"Open!" He demanded, and I obeyed.  
 
I could feel Masters cock stretching my lips with every inch that he pushes further down.
It was far from hard but yet still one of the biggest cocks I've had the pleasure of tasting.  

As he grew my ability to breathe lessen.  
Usually Master easiest up
not today.  

He pushes deeper till he he feels the resistant, the automatic urge to move back is abruptly stopped by his hand shoving me down on his cock until it breaks through.  
Master begins to fuck my face... faster and deeper he goes, now I can feel him in my throat, choking and crying as I do my best to find some air.  

I look up at him to see this smirk run across his face and I learn how ruthless he can really be.  
*Smack*  
Masters hand crashes onto the side of my face.
Dazed and confused I begin to cry. I try my best to apologize only in vain as his cock muffles my every attempt.  
"What's that?! Are you SORRY!?" He jabs deeper on the last word, lingering inside me.  
 
"Well maybe you shouldn't act like you don't belong to me. You are mine! My property .. did you forget, It seems you need more training!"
 Master pulls out quickly, flinging my thick spit all over the floor.  
I fall to my hands and begin to gasp for air.