"I'm an obedient little boy-slut," I repeated. I licked him, running my tongue from the base of his cock to the tip, and I tasted a salty tang as my tongue flicked across his head.

"I exist to be used for men's pleasure."

"I exist to be used for men's pleasure."

"I'm just a fucktoy for the big boys to play with."

"I'm just a fucktoy for the big boys to play with."

I could hear the fervent passion in my own voice, the belief in what I was saying. Nothing that Kirios was making me say felt wrong. I meant it, every word. And kissing and licking his cock...