Dorinda  Part 3 




Having just been saved by the muscle transfusions of two muscle goddesses, I
was ready to begin my training. I had just about attained my footing when my
mistress told me that Renne, the massive bodybuilder, was to receive the first
tongue bath. Renne walked up to me and began to pose in front of my eyes. I
must have recovered fast because I could feel the beginning of precum glue my
penis to my leg. She raised one massive arm in front of my face. Oh my god,
her bicep was split and peaked. I could now feel a sticky trail of cum oozing
down my leg. My mouth instinctively went to that arm. I had to taste it, to
drink in her sweat, to feel that marble slab around my tongue and lips.

Suddenly I was lifted by my hair 15" off the ground. I was now eye to eye with
this Amazon."You service me in the manner and form that I require and in my
time frame, you glass-jawed piece of crap." With that she punched me with a
massive fist into my ribs. The resulting sound was deafening as eight ribs
broke into sawdust. Blood shot out of my mouth like Old Faithful, the famous
American geyser. "You better swallow that blood, boy, cause I am not giving
you anymore", she warned. With that I sucked the red sticky black bile-like
liquid back down. She dropped me then, like a piece of garbage onto the floor.

I heard her voice boom in my ear. You may now clean me off and do a good job
or I will send your nose into your brain with one punch." She scared the piss
out of me. I know this because I wet myself. Renne thought it was so funny. So
did my Mistress Dorinda and they both laughed with paroxysms of glee. I
started on the other arm this time, licking carefully under her arm, sucking
up the accumulated salty liquid that had pooled there. I licked her muscle
peak, her tricep, her ham-like fists and saved her tat for last, slowly
tracing her barb- wired design with my long pointed tongue. I could hear her
moan with pleasure and could smell her arousal as well. I repeated my
performance on the other arm.

I was lost in a muscle revelry. I never heard Dorinda tell me to now clean
Renne’s massive glutes. I was rudely brought back to reality when Renne
wrapped my head in her death dealing quads. Suddenly every bone in my face was
cracking and I was passing out. Renne lighten up and turned me around so that
my face was in the crack of her ass. Somehow, in my light-headed stupor she
had removed the biker shorts. "Now clean and eat because this is all you will
be eating for a long time, my little butt wipe."

My mouth kissed each iron cheek of her ass. Talk about buns of steel, these
were made of titanium. Her ebony skin was flawless. My tongue wanted to part
her glutes and enter the deep dark tunnel of her chute. I awaited her command.
"Ok, not bad, now clean everything you find inside that will be your dinner."
My tongue entered the tunnel and I encountered some hardened material which I
immediately swallowed. Fighting back nausea, I cleaned and swallowed every
morsel.

Satisfied with my progress, Renne lifted one mammoth leg and required that I
clean her toes ,calves and thighs. I don’t know when I came. I only know that
this was going to take quite a while. I began to suck on her toes, one at a
time at first and then I put her whole foot in my mouth, cleaning the sweat
that had accumulated there as she wore her exercise boots. All the while,
Dorinda was cursing me for the low-life dog that I was. I knew that her chance
would come next after I completed my task of making Renne squeaky clean.