Your hands move towards his cock, despite a part of you screaming to stop yourself. “What… what are you doing Madame?” The man sounds confused as you weakly reached in his general direction. “I need…” You felt a brief surge of strength come over you. “I need it. I need it!” The man looks at you puzzled but he would learn what you’re talking about soon enough.
“No… I don’t want it… but I need it!” Whatever resistance you had left evaporates as you, in a sudden burst of energy, bolt up and grab his robes. “Madame!” He calls out to you in alarm, but you’re not listening. “Give it to me.” Your fading strength is more than enough to effortlessly tear the bottom of his robe apart and grab his cock. “Hungry…”
Few straight men could resist what you’re doing, and the greater amount of lust you’re getting just from holding the man’s cock is gradually restoring your vigor. With one hand you hold the man’s cock, and with the other you grab his surprisingly firm butt and guide him towards you. You lean forward and open your mouth, but with what little presence of mind you have left to try to ask permission. You’ve never had sex with anyone who didn’t want it, not that you ever had any difficulty finding someone. “Give it to me?” You ask for permission as clearly as you can in your delirious state, your eyes pleading.
“Madame I…” Your caregiver looks at you, a mix of trepidation, desire, and fear in his eyes all at once. Finally, something in the man breaks and he nods. The last of your inhibitions leaves you and you slowly slide your dry, aching tongue over his shaft from base to tip. It’s big, not the biggest you’ve ever seen but impressive, nonetheless. “Mmm…” You moan despite the fact that your tongue can barely taste the meat you’re licking.
You lick a few more times and swallow, the lust you’re consuming like someone dying of thirst in the desert coming across an oasis and all the sweeter for it. Your caretaker’s lust tasted like… you think the closest food you can think of being like expensive and rich chocolate, though you’ve never had the like. Your mouth already feels wetter, your lips much more moist than they were seconds ago.
“God… God forgive me for what I… I must… do.” The man manages to gasp out as you move down to his balls. Your now full and soft lips caress each of the two in turn. Su… su… su… su… You suck deeply on one of the man’s balls like it’s the most delicious chocolate candy in the world, and it might as well have been. His cock tasted wonderful, again not the best but it’s up there. He cleans himself top to bottom fairly often, that you could easily taste and smell. Some men are total pigs in more ways than one and never bathe, those were the worst to do this with.
You suck for a moment longer and pull off the man’s balls with a pop! You lick your lips, then his shaft and with the hand still grasping it you guide it into your mouth. The lust was flowing without the slightest restraint on the man’s part now. Your tongue swirls around his head and, extending it far more than a human woman could, you slip your tongue out of your mouth and wrap it around his entire length like it was a snake.
“MMMM!!!” You moan loudly as your tongue tastes him all over, it was so good… You withdraw your tongue only to grasp your lips around your caretaker’s shaft and dip. *Gulp… Gulp...* You swallow his cock down your throat as far as it could go, and that apparently what was needed for the clergyman to lose any hesitation. He grasps handfuls of the black hair on your head and tries to pull you up, but he couldn’t do anything to restrain your movements if he really tried.
Still, you indulge the man and lift your head up, then bob back down. Your lips clasp tightly around his cock, your tongue relentlessly bathes every part of him, moving out of your mouth a bit so you can give his balls a lick as you pass. “Mmm… slurrrp…” Up… down… up… down… The man gets your rhythm and thrusts and pulls out in time with you. You’re sure he’s moaning, but you’re so transfixed by your activity you aren’t paying any attention to it.
You felt a throbbing coming from the man’s cock and knew it wouldn’t be long now. This man probably had been relying solely on his own hand to do the work his whole life, it wouldn’t take much to drive him over the edge. “Madame! I… OH!” *Gulp gulp gulp gulp…* Your caretaker’s load shoots down your throat and you gulp it down greedily… Salty and delicious... You’ve got to have more…
Your eyes widen at the thought, bringing you back to your senses, and you pull off the man’s cock as fast as you can. “NO!” You scream and back away from the man as quickly as you can until you hit the wall next to the bed you’re lying in. You look at the man with terror in your eyes. “M…Madame? What’s…” The man pulls the remnants his robe around himself as he comes down from the high of having a monster bring him off. “What’s wrong?”
“Why…?” Tears flow out of your eyes like waterfalls. “Why didn’t you just let me die?” You implore him for an answer. “I’m a horrible creature! A murderer! A beast! Why!?!” The man doesn’t answer at first, opting to remove his tattered robe and move over to a dresser to replace it. As he puts it on, he finally speaks. “It’s because you were suffering. My responsibility is to alleviate suffering to all of God’s creatures.” The man said simply. “Though I didn’t imagine I’d lose my robe in the bargain.” He smirks.