Jeremy's New Life
Who would ever have guessed the boys lips would be that perfect. Klaus peered down at his mind-fucked trophy. His own bloody lips curled into a grin. This would teach them.
Jeremy had never before had an engorged cock between his pouty lips and into his wet mouth. He knew this was a first for him. Nor had the thought of giving any dude a blowjob ever cross his conscious or subconscious teenage mind. Eating pussy, sure many of times, but eating cock not even once. And yet this was so right, so good, how he could have gone these many years without another mans organ in his mouth was incomprehensible. And how he could have managed this long without even thinking about it seemed completely impossible. This was how things were suppose to be. His purpose in life was to service cocks and their owners, and he could thank Master Klaus for allowing him to make such a wonderful and pivotal revelation. Where else could he be that was better than this place now? Nowhere. This was true paradise. On his knees, clothing free, and sucking and licking away on Master Klaus's tasty fuck-toy. What more could he want than to be with his master and his masters dick for the rest of his human life.
Master Klaus grabbed a hold of the back of Jeremy's head and his cock began to spurt out a salty, tasty cum which Jeremy happily accepted and swallowed so it could reside in his belly where it belonged. Jeremy was infatuated with the vampire's semen and wished its spurts would never come to an end, but they did. Jeremy's fate was now sealed, the ancient ritual completed, and his servant self was now permanent. There were no loopholes that Master Klaus knew of that could save Jeremy now, not even Klaus's own death could break the conditioning. Jeremy was to be mind-fucked like this forever and yet he couldn't find a single thing wrong with it.
