Leila, a curvy, submissive slavegirl, would do absolutely anything for her dominant male Master. All she wants is to be with him forever, and now he's offering her a chance to let her deepest wish come true.
It is the ultimate submission. The greatest, most deeply forbidden offering a slave can give to her Master. If Leila can convince her Master to swallow her body whole and let herself be devoured by his hot, hungry, waiting mouth, she'll be a part of him forever.
Warning: this 4.000 word story contains spanking, a master/slave relationship, a dominant male, swallowing, devouring, vore, and the ultimate cannibalism fetish fantasy: a woman eaten alive by a man. Adults only!
"Take off your clothes," he said, matter of factly, and she did. It was only her slave's shift that had to go; she wore no bra, and he had already removed her underwear.
Proudly naked,clad only in her thick leather collar, she stood before him, her hands behind her back, her face tilted up to his.
He pressed a warm kiss against her lips, and it felt like a benediction.
Then he took one step backward and said something she did not understand. It sounded harsh and loud, and when it echoed in her ears for far longer than normal words could, she realized this was the beginning of the magic.
She watched, wide-eyed, as her Master dropped his jaw. It kept dropping. Like the snake he had mentioned, his jaw was now capable of unhinging, wider and wider, deeper and deeper.
His mouth was open incredibly wide, growing larger until she couldn't see his face anymore. It was a cavern, a huge opening filled with teeth, but she was not scared.
Leila could not look away from the red inside of his mouth. Her Master's huge tongue looked warm and soft, inviting, and she wanted to see further inside him. It felt incredibly intimate.
As always, he read her thought from her face before she could speak it. His hands gently urged her closer, then lifted her up to his immense mouth. He was so strong, and he lifted her like she weighed nothing.
She felt herself raised high, up above him, and then descend. Her feet touched the warm, wet surface of his tongue, and his lips closed softly around her calves.
Blissfully, Leila closed her eyes to savor this moment. It was really, truly going to happen. Her entire feet were in his mouth, and the rest of her would surely follow.
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Published July 30, 2013
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.