Built for BBC : Ch7

“Elizabeth, having a little trouble are we?” Jayden kneeled down next to her. Putting a hand on her shoulder.

Jayden was one of the gentler trainers, who was filling in for Marcus. Dark skin, a powerful presence, compared to most men she knew he was stunningly good looking. But compared to her trainer, compared to Marcus…

He didn't push as hard as Marcus did, wasn't built quite as strong as he was, didn't touch her like Marcus did… Marcus's training had seemed a little rough to her at first, but now it was almost as if her body craved it.

Even now, his hand was on her shoulder but he didn’t grip her as tightly as Marcus would. He didn't move his hand around her body, checking her form. He just kept it there, lightly on her skin. It drove her crazy, like when David stopped fucking her just before she could cum…

David… how long had it been since she last thought of him… she wondered what he was doing right-

“Elizabeth?” Jayden said. His fingertips teasing her endlessly.

“I'm fine, really.” She forced a smile onto her face. Putting a hand on Jayden's chest, just like she'd been taught too. Guys loved that kind of physical contact, and it was her job to make sure the men around her were pleased.

“Okay… Marcus told me you were a great student, so let's test out your skills.” Jayden walked her to a private room. Dimly lit, but oddly familiar.

Marcus…. What was he doing right now? They hadn't said why he couldn't train her today… just that Jayden would be taking over, and that it would be a special day.

“Kneel down right here.” Jayden walked her to the wall. Elizabeth thought it was an odd placement, there wasn't anything else around except for a circular hole in the wall next to it.

Kneeling down she realised how woozy she was. She'd eaten a full breakfast and taken her vitamins, but she felt dizzy like she was starved. The still air in the room didn't help, with that strange stale taste she'd never get used too.

Maybe it was just walking around in heels that was putting her off balance? They'd been making her wear them more and more.

Today's outfit was something Elizabeth might have objected to, if not for the explanation they gave her. She wore a tiny jet black bikini top, with only small triangles of fabric that clung so tight her nipples were clear to see. The straps pulling her chest up and meeting around her neck, forming a stylish choker. If the top wasn't bad enough, her ‘bikini’ bottoms were little more than a thong. The thinnest black strings keeping her modesty intact.

She'd almost said no to wearing it before they explained why she needed to. And that explanation… it was… well, she couldn't remember the details but it had made sense.

What she did remember was what Marcus had said. He'd called her ‘The finest piece of ass a man could want.’... It was so him. That brash confidence. The way he slapped her ass to emphasise his point. It made her feel weak… heavy… hungry…

“Today, you'll be working with your hands. Learning how to be a proper wife that can properly handle her husband.” Jayden explained, but her mind was elsewhere.

She remembered how good she felt, looking in the mirror this morning. The tighter black bikini matched her long dark hair, fitting so well against her pale white skin. Maybe it was just how small the bikini was, but she almost felt… bigger?

Her thighs looked thicker, ‘Juicier’ as Marcus would put it. Her C cup chest looked more like a D now, maybe even double Ds. And her ass… once tight and firm now looked plump and full. Big enough to swallow her bikini whole.

She wasn't sure if David would approve, but she knew Marcus did. She could see the effect her body had on him. The huge, bulging outline of his cock against his tight shorts. So thick… so hard… so… so…

Black…

Elizabeth rubbed her eyes, unsure if what she was seeing was real. Coming out of nowhere, hanging above her head. Was a thick, hard, black cock… veins rippling throughout it as the thick black meatstick hovered right over her.

“Is… is that-”

“A dildo? Sure is!” Jayden explained, and a small part of Elizabeth couldn't help but feel disappointed. “Sure looks realistic though, right? That's why we use it.”

It did look real. As big, juicy and hard as she imagined Marcus would be. Just looking at that monster made her pussy ache. It'd been so long since she'd last touched a real cock. This cock wasn't actually real… but in another sense it was more of a real man's cock than any she'd had before.

“Excited now?” Jayden chuckled. “Well don't be shy, touch it.”

Touch it… could she really….

Elizabeth took in a deep breath. Inhaling the room's thick, musky scent.

Of course she could! It was just a toy, an object, a thing. She needed to learn how to please her man. David's cock wasn't as big, or thick, or juicy, or worthy of pleasure, or mouthwateringly beautiful as this toy was… but….

What was she thinking about?

Oh! That's right! She needed to make sure this toy felt as good as she could make it!

Reaching out with her slender white fingers, Elizabeth wrapped her hand around the huge black toy. It was so lifelike. Warm to the touch and reactive. Twitching just a little as she gripped it. She could even feel a heartbeat pulse through it. The raw power of what she held in her hand set her body in fire. Every inch of her body screaming to touch it. To taste it. To make it feel good.

“Go on then, let's see your technique.”

She'd never touched a cock this big, this manly before. She put both her hands on the warm hard cock. Slowly sliding them both up and down the impressive length and girth of the fake cock. She teased the head of the cock with her thumb while stroking it firmly, but slowly.

It was a special technique that she'd only ever used on David. She could make him cum in under a minute if she started at full speed. Her way of satisfying him when she wasn't in the mood to really get into anything.

She knew how wrong she'd been now.

A cock this big, and strong, and powerful… it deserved to be worshipped. It was her pleasure to be the one stroking it, not the other way around.

“Stop holding back.” Jayden told her.

The words washed over her. No longer taking it slow, she pumped her hands up and down that massive cock as fast as she could. Savouring every moment she had with it.

“It's soo big…” The words escaped her lips. She couldn't believe how good it felt to stroke a cock this huge. She was a queen, worshiping her king.

Minutes into stroking the massive beautiful monster, she was giving it her all. Stroking it hard with the full weight of her body. She couldn't help but picture Marcus as her hands pumped it. She imagined him looking down at her, watching her with those hungry eyes. Telling her how fat her ass looked in the tiny bikini, or how good she looks with his cock in her hands. It felt so real, as if she could hear him.

Unghh fuuck yes slut

Like he was in the next room over.

She felt the toy twitch and spasm, and she knew I'm her heart she couldn't stop now. Pumping harder and harder, she pleasured the cock until it gave her what her body had been craving.

Massive hot steaming globs of cum shot out of it. Each load splattering over her chest and she wrung it dry. Forcing every single drop out of it until most of her body was covered in the warm, gooey goodness.

She was a soaking, sloppy mess. Her tits coated in the creamy, fake cum from the toy. But somehow she felt good. More fulfilled than she'd ever felt before.

“Not bad for your first time.” Jayden chuckled. “Oh and don't mind me, I'll just clean you up a little.”

Jayden pressed a clear bottle against her boob, then used his gloved hand to scoop and sweep the thick cum into it. His hands gripping onto her tits tightly as he slowly cleaned her up and collected enough cum to fill the bottle.

“You feeling good girl? You look a little hot.” Jayden asked while screwing the cap onto the bottle. Taking out a sharpie and marking it with an ‘M’.

“I feel…” Elizabeth steadied her breathing. She was panting. Drooling. Making that toy cum had felt so good, but it hadn't been enough. “Good. Really good.”

“Well then don't let me stop you.” Jayden pulled on her tits. Squeezing them hard. “This ain't some weak ass white… dildo… it's a proper black cock girl, it can go for as long as you can.”

That's right… this wasn't real… this was just a toy, an object…

That meant she could do whatever she wanted with it.

While one hand gently stroked the right side of the cock, Elizabeth leaned in closer to the left. Feeling the tension wound up in her body as she got her face an inch away from it. Close enough to feel how warm it was.

Suddenly it moved. Maybe she had stroked it too hard, or maybe she had slipped forward. But Elizabeth felt the full weight of that meaty black cock slap her across her face.

Such a degrading action… being slapped around like a slut with a cock of all things…

Her bikini thong was soaked through. A dripping mess that her left hand was rubbing without a care. Taking the cock in her right hand, she slapped it against her face again. And again. And again. A wet plopping sound for everytime the oozing cock head smacked her face and drooled more cum all over her. Glazing her cheeks and making them shine.

“It feels soo good…” Elizabeth's eyes started to cross and the pleasure built inside her. Her fingers rubbing her wet messy pussy as hard as they could.

Without a thought in her head, Elizabeth puckered her lips and kissed the head of her cock. Tasting its musky sweat, with just a hint of sweet delicious cum…

More… she needed MORE…

Flicking her wrist elegantly as she pumped that big cock, Elizabeth manically began kissing it. Pressing her lips on the big warm cock, from its head all the way down to the base. Wanting to taste every inch of it.

She was engulfed in its scent, in ecstasy from its taste. Her thoughts consumed with images of Marcus holding her down with his big strong hands and using her however he willed.

She was kissing and stroking a dildo, and yet somehow she felt like the toy being used.

And she loved every moment of it.

She was getting so close to orgasming, but it didn't feel right. It was her new king that should be feeling pleasure, not her.

Kneeling directly in front of that huge cock, Elizabeth wrapped both hands around the thick girthy shaft. Pumping it with everything she had while she made out with the tip.

Kissing it like a drunk teenager that was too horny for their own good. Her tongue lapping up the huge head while her lips wrapped around it. If she could fit it inside her mouth, she'd never let it out again, but it was just too big. Instead she lapped up as much of the wet thick precum as she could. Working hard to get her juicy reward.

Unghh fuck I love this snowbunnies slut mouth.

She could imagine Marcus saying. So clear she could hear the tension in his voice and knew her toy was about to erupt.

The first shot blasted and filled her mouth with cum. The second shot splattered over her forehead, streaking down her nose. More shots hit her cheeks, and got in her hair. All of her face dripping the thick cumloads onto her shining white skin. Coating her once clean bikini and marking it as well as her as a used cumdump.

A flash of light drew her attention. Jayden was standing off to the side, camera in hand.

“It's for your progress report.” He told her. “Smile.”

Elizabeth, desperate to be an overachieving, did more than she was told. Smiling wide while pressing the juicy meat rod into her face. She smiled as best she could with a mouth full of warm thick cum, throwing up a peace sign with her free hand for added effect.

“Ohh you are perfect.” Another flash captured the moment forever. “Spit that cum out into this while I get a couple more pictures.”

Jayden threw her another bottle, this one already marked. The word ‘snowball’ written across it.

“What are these for?” She said once she'd drooled the cum from her mouth into the bottle.

“Don't worry about that.” Jayden grabbed a box and showed it to her. A dozen or so more empty bottles inside it.

“Just think about how much fun it'll be filling up the rest of these.”