Talking With Your Mouth Full is Rude!

Just yesterday I was participating on a thread on Fet about mindless obedience.

The question asked was just a kind of a generic “do you subs ever find yourselves obeying without thinking” and then went on to clarify that he wasn’t referring to orders like “Kill yer kids!” but more along the lines of blow jobs and coffee.

I was all like.. um yeah. Isn’t that the point? Who wants to be argued with over blow jobs and coffee?

Of course someone has to point out that we’re all after different things and some subs are encouraged to THINK about orders, blah blah blah.

So I said: Maybe.

But not right then. Mindless obedience first, yak later. He’s irritated with questions in the moment, clarifying details. Just do it, yanno, like Nike and shit.

That’s the background.

Last night, I was all horned up. He’d gone in to take a shower so I sprawled out on the bed and started without him, with my hand-dandy bullet. He comes out, sees me naked and wet and, surprise surprise, comes over and sticks his dick in my mouth.

Like I said, I’ve given him a few (hundred thousand) blow jobs.

But not really at THAT angle. I was laying down, he was standing beside me. My head was cocked funny, his dick was sideways… it was just all wrong.

He’s pumping away though, not really concerned with the odd angle-until, that is, his dick grew bigger than my mouth.

THAT’S not so unusual. He is bigger than my mouth. But at the right angle, I can minimize the teeth scraping and open my throat enough to make it work. At that fucked up angle, I couldn’t do anything.

I could tell he was getting frustrated. His orders to “open wider, cunt” weren’t disobeyed, they were just impossible. I’m limited by muscle, skin and bone, unfortunately.

At one point, he even took his fingers, shoved them into my already stuffed mouth and tried to stretch my lips and jaw into a wider opening.

(And is it incredibly sick that I had a brief mental image of my lips and skin splitting from his stretching, and blood pouring down my chin, and wondered how that extra lube might help and it made me hot, hot HOT? It is. Sick I tell you!)

Finally, he says, all exasperated and shit, “Can you feel that, cunt? Can you feel your teeth scraping?”

Do I follow my own words and just keep sucking, saving the chit chat for a later time? Do I adhere to my mindless obedience stance?

Why no. No I do not.

I popped his cock out my mouth and said “Well you know what? I can’t help it that I have teeth. I can’t move themumblemumblemumble….”

Cuz the rest of my complaining was incoherent mumbling with his cock being shoved back down my throat.

And he SAYS he cares what I have to say. Hmmph.

It once again occured to me that if he knew a kink-friendly dentist, I’d be toothless.

Now that’s bringing sexy back, yo.

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