I'm a 20 year-old native Midwesterner who hid his gayness until graduating high school. There were a few guy wire I serviced on the down-low fairly regularly for a few years but for the to the highest degree part my sexual waking up didn't happen until I got to college. I've never had a shortfall of mass wanting to eff me—and as soul who lost his virginity in elementary school to a blonde frosh from the high school who needed to"practice"for her boyfriend—I've always just fell into sex and never really sought it out. Even when I made a Grindr visibility, things were no dissimilar.

I'm a bottom and I love to serve. I like being on my knees in front line of a hot stud who's horny and just looking to use me so he doesn't have to jerk off. I have fucked women but with men I found I liked the submissive role. It wasn't until just recently that I found out how much fun it can be to be a dominant overlord of a bequeath slave.

I commented on a Reddit pic a kid had posted saying he was still a Virgin and wanted to drop off it. He was super hot and I offered to show him an first-class evening, jokingly, assuming he was too far away to actually receive up. Apparently somebody else saw my offer in the days following and asked if I'd lead his virginity. He was 29 and struggled with anxiety and depressive disorder so I thought I'd be doing a public armed service. He'd posted in several female meeting place but found no takers. The pic he sent me wasn't terrible so I said amercement, drive up and I'll use my Marriott spot to get us a room.

I guess I didn't know what to await. His pic was ugly—in actual life though, he was often worse. Quite easily the despicable man I'd ever seen. He had a boiling point on his forehead that sprouted pilus like a fern atop his otherwise bare cranium and his hairline didn't picking up again until the base of his skull. I was starting to realize why he'd never been laid. Fat, bald, and unhygienic. He was also unemployed people and not much for conversation.

Before he left he texted me to ask if I was dressing up because the only when clothes he has are sweatshirts and dungaree. I joked something about being naked when it mattered anyway and he arrived two hours later. I asked if he wanted a drink and he said sure so I called us an uber and we went down to my favorite gay bar.

I order my usual crapulence, which is top-shelf Bourbon dynasty, and he offers to pay for both of ours because I got the uber. Ok. As he puts the change back in his wallet he says that $ 26 in change was the last of his last $ 40. I just took a drink and tried to smile. We sat and talked a bit but every clock time I'd ask him thing like"what do you like to do ?"or"what keeps you in use ?"I'd get"not often"as a response. He told me the story of how he lost his hold up job and it was probably the only time he strung More than five Bible together.

He worked at CVS as a supervisory program and in a"manic episode"stole about $ 10,000 from the condom. They caught him, of line, and now he was a convicted felon. I had told the bartender as soon as we sat down that it was our beginning date and after this story I gulped down my drinking and slammed the empty methamphetamine hydrochloride against the bar, signaling for the hot patch of ass to defecate his way over here. He brings me another and I hand him my credit rating card but he refuses, seeing the good deal next to me and the look of desperation on my face, a hunger for the fog of hard drink. He gave me three detached double bourbons that night. What an Angel. There were so many hotties in the bar that nighttime that I should've asked to sit on my aspect but I had to suffice with slipping that bartender my number and dealing with this disgrace.

I was pretty sloshed and this guy turns to me and says,"I'm getting pretty tired"( it was 10:30 pm ). Ok. Let's go back to the hotel. Whatever. I'm sot as fuck. I request the uber and we ride back in silence because this mongrel heathen can't converse like an adult. We get upstairs and he opens the wine I told him to bring, because I paid for the hotel. He brings a piece of ass screw-top ‘ sweet white'out of his bag and pours me a glass and hands it to me. I move over and pat the bed for him to get in. He sets his spyglass down on the nightstand and says excuse me. Goes to the lav and doesn't come out for 15 minutes. When he finally rears his vile chief he is carrying two hollow toilet paper gyre and asks me if there is an duplicate one. Yeah, there were two full ones in the bathroom… what could he possibly have done with two whorl of toilet paper ?

I was pretty fuddle but I look at him now and believe he's maybe not so bad. Maybe if I get him out of those unflattering dress he'll be better looking. Boy was I improper. I help him get undressed and then I do and we get in bed. He's shaking and can't seem to move his blazonry. I rub him a bit and try to unstrain him. I guess he's not completely vile, I think to myself, so I go lower and disturb his dick. I stroke him a bit, picking up his hitch night crawler from the newly shaven discharge it's retreated into and try to get him hard. Nothing happens. I get the lubricating substance and start rubbing him, squeezing his balls and running them between my fingers, rubbing his contamination and letting my extended index fingerbreadth trace his urethra deep into his scrotum, a relocation that usually leads to a throbbing hard on for most of my dates.

But this guy just can't get concentrated. Ok. Whatever. We've all been there sometime. I shouldn't judge him for that I think so I go down and think I'm going to work his egg to see if that gets him knockout. I move closer and I'm confronted with the pennon of his scent. It's hard to discover. He was showered and not particularly dirty but he also just smelled of grease and grime and there was no way I was getting anywhere near his soundbox now. So I say,"let's go in the shower. That'd be pretty hot, don't you think ?"

We get in and I say I have to pee and out of nowhere I ask if he'd let me pee-pee on him. I'm not really into watersports at all but I guess I wanted to take down him a bit. He says ok and gets on his genu. With my backrest to the feed water, I proceed to empty my bladder on this disgusting man's face and I watch the pee run down his cheeks and matted thorax hair. I'm enjoying it pretty well when he decides to open his back talk and necessitate my dick interior. I stopped peeing for a second but it stung so salute me just let it go again and I filled his mouth with piss and saw him toast it down. That was nice. I kept my dick in his mouth for a bit but I wasn't getting hard looking at his unworthy boldness so I said"let's go back to bed, I want you to say hi to my asshole."

I get on the bed in my sexy pose and raise my ass to him as I sit exposed on all quadruplet. He puts his paw on my back and rubs his fingers down my shot. I ask him if he likes it and he says yeah. I look back and he's still not hard so I say ok,"why don't you try rimming my ass ? salt lick my hole. Circle your tongue around it and then stupefy it in and compose the alphabet as deep as you can."He does.

I love getting my dickhead eaten. It's an unbelievable tactual sensation and I'll basically do anything I am asked to after a man gets my hole dripping with his saliva. But this time, I was drunk and the person behind me was no man but a beast. I had to fart. I tried to hold it in but when I clenched my golf hole I pushed his tongue out. So I reached behind me and put my bridge player on his head, pulling him in closer to me, and I released.

I heard him gag as I let the gas escape me. I felt him try to displume away but I kept my hold on his greasy scalp and let another one rip. He almost passed out, I think, but the chiding picked up again, unattackable than ever. By this clock time, I was as hard as I'd been in a patch. I told him to get on the bed.

I'd never topped a man before and we had agreed that he'd be the top tonight but he wasn't getting hard and I was having too much fun degrading him so I decided I'd fuck him then go back to the bar to determine that bartender. He lay down and I threw the blanket over him to cover everything but his ass as he knelt for me on all fours, ready to be penetrated. And with that, I grabbed the lube and put a whale glop on my psyche. I thought about rubbing it into his mess as I like guys to do to me before they fuck me but I couldn't bring myself to contact him so I said fuck it.

I put my hands on the blanket covering his hips and I lined up my turncock to his virgin opening. I could hear his breathing occlusive as he felt the bluntness against his opening move and there was resistor when I tried to bear on in. I wasn't having it though. I'd just made this mongrel drink my pissing and eat one of my farts and now he was going to take up a consignment of my cum whether he wanted it or not. So I pushed in hard. When my chief finally broke through his ring I heard him yelp and try to pull away but I grabbed his hair through the blanket and pulled him back against me. I pulled his head up so that his back arched as I pulled out and sunk back in again. The noises he was making were winces of hurting but I loved it. I pounded him hard and thick. rocky than I'd ever been. This was his initiatory prison term and I wanted him to remember it—hopefully by having to explain to his mom, with whom he still lived, why his drawers had bloodstained skid-marks four days later.

I pushed his mind into the mattress, drunkenly attempting to choke him as I pushed him thick with every savor of my pelvis against his bulbous ass. I fucked him hard and trench for about eight minute of arc until I felt that familiar spirit tingling at the base of my tool. I pulled out once more and plunged in as deep as I could and I finally burst inside him, filling him with my load. I collapsed on top of the blanket covering his beastly form but even the booze couldn't fell that distinct feeling. I quickly got up and sauntered over to the nightstand for my earphone. He was still under the blanket and I could hear scant crying. I snapped a picture of his hole spread agape and dripping with a pink slurry of cum, squat, and line. I'd made him bleed and there was something so satisfying in that accomplishment.

I pulled the blanket off him and lay down adjacent to him and he turns to me with red optic and says,"I'm sorry I couldn't get hard. I know how much you wanted me to have intercourse you."and return to bawl.

Oh my fuck god this while of filth. I get up and start getting dressed. I say"so I have the room all Night but I think I'm going to manoeuvre menage for the dark. You're welcome to continue if you don't want to drive back tonight."

"No, I think I'll go. I just need to drive."Speaking between wiping the tears from his face.

"You probably shouldn't drive if you're distraught,"I say with whatever concern I can muster for a man I just pissed into, farted into, and came into.

"No, I just hope I don't get pulled over because I'm not allowed to bequeath the state because I'm a convicted felon."

I stare at him with wide oculus as he's putting his apparel back on and stuffing his squat into his backpack. I say,"ok then, I guess I'm going to go home plate"and with that, I pick up my bag and walk out the room access. It was only about 11 so I lit a fag and got in my car.

It was fun I guess. A nice history and I did get my ass eaten and got to cum. The whole ordeal lasted about 90 minute. I guess I made him rim me longer than I thought I did, haha. There's something about getting your pickle licked by someone you don't have to attend at that makes time sales booth still, maybe even more because I could fantasize that the man behind me or under that blanket wasn't the hairy heathen I was fucking but rather some hot Indian twink. I really enjoyed topping him, not so much the genuine fucking part, but the fact that I got to step him, make him finger like shit to the point of yell, and gain him bleed for my pleasure.

That was my world-class blind date and about a month ago. Just after that I downloaded Grindr but wasn't finding anyone who was worthwhile. I finally said ok, I'll make a second profile that is explicit and anon., hoping to recover some hotties to fuck. I never spoke to that pounding puppy again but I did get some messages from college Guy for a promptly blowjob or a fuck behind the bookcases in the library during midterms. That is, until I got a message from Chubby 24. This kid was messed up.

He tells me he's into all sorts of stuff and likes to be kinky. I'm intrigued so I ask how he likes to bring. He's into penalization. I think he phrased it as,"I know I deserve it sometimes."The picture he sent me wasn't a face but from what I could see he wasn't far behind the other mongrel for worthless man alive. His cock was not that great, uncircumcised, small, veiny and stooping. He was fatter than me, and itching for individual to punish him. He told me he found a victor online who told him to buy a dildo and he did and it arrived earlier this week. He sent me a pic of the giant matter, as thick and longer than the 20oz coke bottle he showed me for scale. It looked terrifying but I wanted to use it on him as soon as I saw it. He said his utmost master was"evilness"and he needed one closer to home. So I obliged. I started by suggesting round-eyed things like mamilla clamps and cum deprivation but he liked most when I talked about dripping hot candle wax on him as punishment for not pleasing me well enough. Every new act came with the response"yes sir"and"as you wish."

I could get used to that, I thought. I told him that I was going to tie my whang around his neck into a choke collar so I could walk him around like the dog he is and when he was being juicy I'd clout it tight around his throat. He said yes sir.

I told him how I wanted to tie the whang to the fountainhead of his bed and get on all fours at the ft so that he could eat my mess but I'd be just out of reach. I wanted him to choke himself in order to please me. He said"Yes sir,"“ I will put my lingua in deep."Ok, now I'm thinking this kid is moderately crazy. I'd never done anything like that to someone but he was chomping at the bit to get me to come over and punish him.
I don't even know this kid's gens but he wants me to smother him while he eats my hole.

I take some time off from Grindr to go out with a admirer and he messages me asking if there's anything my striver can do for me. I tell him I want him to go into his mother's room and get a couple of her panties and a bra and to put them on and place me a scene."Ok sir"and fifteen minutes later I have a picture of this plenty of filth overfilling his mother's B loving cup. I commend him for sending me the picture. But I tell him he needs to be punished for going through mum's pants. That's not how lilliputian boys are supposed to act. His just reply :"yes sir"“ how"

So I tell him how I want to brand him before I fuck him so that he knows he's mine and that everyone who fucks him after will know he's my striver."Yes sir"

I also tell him I want him to be wearing those scanty and bra when I come over because he needs to be punished hard for such a transgression. I told him I was going to hump him with that dildo as his penalisation and he replies"but sir it's so big."

"I know. We'll direct it slow. I don't want to hurt my break one's back too a good deal. But once I can get a cucumber vine up your hole or four fingers, I'm sure we can get the head in."

"Yes sir. I know I deserve it."

Later that night I message him and say,"don't jerk off. If you want to cum you have to ask permission first, from now on."

"Yes sir."I didn't know this kid's name and had only messaged him for 18 hours but he was already willing to let me deprive him of the only fun in his misfortunate life : his saccade sessions.

The following day I tell him to give me his phone telephone number and he does. I text him foster instructions. It was a Saturday so I told him today, for your penalty, you're not allowed to sit today."I want you to get a image border razor blade. Go out and buy one at Walgreens if you don't have one, and put it between your ass boldness so you can't sit down."“ When you want to sit I want you to text me about how much your legs harm and how you want to sit but will obey"

"Yes sir."

Now it's Dominicus so I message him with final examination instructions.

I ask him for his address and tell him I'll be there soon. I have to go shopping for some toy dog though. I stop at the grocery store and buy a thickset carrot ; a zucchini, a cuke, and a butternut squash racquets to love him with and stretch his trap for that giant India rubber prick his go master made him buy.

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When I arrive at his household, I ring the bell and he asks who it is. I realize I don't know this kid's epithet. Don't know a single thing about his biography or deliver even seen his facial expression, yet I'm here with a duffle bag bag of rope and toys ready to penalise him. He opens the threshold and, true to instruction, is wearing nothing but his female parent's bra and panties.

"how-do-you-do master,"he mumbles.

"Speak up, slave. If you're going to talk to me do it forcefully. overlord knows I'm going to penalize you forcefully."He says yes sir and we walk inside. Takes me to his elbow room and I set down the wakeless bag with a thud and watch over his optic fixate on it.

"Lay down on your venter, little boy. You need to be punished for playing in mommy's drawers."

"Yes sir, I know I deserve it"

I grab the panties and rip them from him, making him yelp as the fabric crushed his ballock before my thumb arrest pushing into the stuff caused it to pay way. I unhook the bra and he takes it off with no fuss. With his fat ass on display I start the verbal degradation. I smack his ass grueling and tell him how fat he is, how ugly he is and I spread his legs and taste his taint, my finger's breadth hitting his Ball with each smooch. He's enjoying every minute of it so I take off my belt ammunition.

By this metre his ass is pretty red but the for the first time whack of my midst leather bang against his boldness makes him writhe with pleasure."You like that, knuckle down, you like it when master punishes you ?"

"Yes passkey, I know I deserve it,"he moans.

I whack him again and say he isn't trying hard enough. He has to learn not to be bad. This shouldn't be fun for him."Yes master."

I reach into my bag and pull out the bottle of isopropyl rubbing alcoholic beverage I had with me and wet my helping hand with it and peck his beet red ass. He screams as the chill liquid touches his peel and stings with the fury of his drunken revelry. I give him one last smack across his left cheek and put my damp hand against it and he whimpers a haggard breathing time.

"Alright slave, it's sentence for you to please me,"as I wrap the belt around his neck and rip it tight, lifting him off the mattress.

"Yes sir."

I turn him around and get the forget me drug out of my bag and use it to attach the belt to his headboard. I ask him to overstretch on it and he strains against the make-do choke arrest as the whack tightens around his neck. Perfect.

I get on all quaternion and show him my ass, just a few inch from where he could comfortably reach. I look back and see him straining as he pushed his tongue out as far as he can but only lightly grazes me. I certainly didn't shower bath before coming here. I wanted him to taste me natural, to lick the day-old Funk from my lousy hole. I decided to back up into him a bit and boy did he enjoy that little reward. I put my hired hand on his headland behind me and pulled away a bit so the belt would constrict and I held it there for a second while he licked me furiously. I wasn't hearing him breathe after 45 irregular so I backed up and he gasped for air, but I held him close to my hole. I wanted to fart in this kid's mouth too so I pushed out a bit as I backed into his fount. I felt I had a breaking wind coming so I grabbed his head and pulled him away from the headboard as I strangled him into my asshole and pushed a small shite from my ass into his hungry mouthpiece. I didn't let up until I was sealed he had chewed and swallowed it all. I pushed him back a little so he could take a breather and he gasped for air.

I turned around and looked at him and he says,"thank you, master."God this kid is fucked up. I ask him if he's ready for his reward : I was going to fuck him. He responded with his parroted phrase.

So I got up and went to my bag and pulled out my keys and told him to stick with me. We walked into his kitchen and I told him to stand here and watch. I took my business firm key off my key ringing and set it on the empty frying pan sitting on the kitchen range. I turned the heat on high and told him to go in my bag and get the pelage hanger I brought with.

He looks at me sort of scared and I take the pelage hanger and turn it into a stigmatisation smoothing iron for him. After about 10 arcminute on high gear heat, the pan is smoking and the key is as hot as it needs to be. I pick it up with tongs and put it on the end of the wire hanger.

"Alright, inclination over the board. I'm going to brand name your ass with my home key so you know I'm always allowed in and so every man who wants to get laid you do it you're mine and that he's just visiting."

"Yes superior"

And with that, I spread his legs and pressed the hot key into his left boldness, right next to his hole. The tegument there is very sensitive and he screamed as I pressed the hot key against him. Tried to pull away but I pushed harder. After about ten minute I pulled it away and sure sufficiency I saw the typical scheme and the mirror of"Schlage"burned into his flesh.

You ready slave ?"Yes master"he replies with tears in his eyes. I'm tilt severe by now so I just contrast up and plow into him dry. He's had some of his own toys up there so I know he's not that taut but damn did his ass tactile property nice. Maybe it was knowing it was mine. I fucked him right into his mother's kitchen table and breed his ass right there. When I pulled out I saw how a lot cum was dripping from his trap, only inches from the bright red outline of my home key on his impudence.

"Thank you for the confront, master."

Oh my god this kid is deranged.

I grab his trio and twist him up. He winces as his ass cheeks tactile sensation together and I see him shuffle slowly as he tries to prevent his ass from chafing against the brand name but I'm not having it. I pull the knock tight around his neck and templet him quickly into the bedchamber and throw him down to the bed.

"You've got cum in your ass, slave. You're all lubed up to get fucked by this giant peter, your punishment for making master delay at the door."

"Yes sir."

"But low, I'm going to stretch you with these vegetables and after, I want you to eat them."

Yes maestro.

I picked up the cultivated carrot. Not huge at the tip but it tapered quickly to about 2.5 inch in diameter. I pushed it into him and pressed it deep, stretching his fix against the cone of the cultivated carrot. I spun it around and heard him moan as it graced his prostate. He was feeling pleasure from my punishment so I pushed deeper. By now, the carrot was almost fully inside him and I was holding on only by the leafy summit. I pull it out and the tip is shit covered. I grab his tercet and piece up his header and say"here, it's dainty and seasoned for you"and I hand him the Daucus carota sativa. He looks at it and grimace but I pull the leash tighter and he grabs it in his hand and takes a collation of the shitty end.

"Good slave. For your reward, a nice cucumber."And I grab the thick phallic vegetable from my bag and he looks back with a grimace as he sees me eying it up. I press the end at his hole and push into him. It's thick. Huge, really. At least three in in diameter in the center and I had it an inch recondite inside him by the time he really started to whimper. I spun it around slowly in my hand and he moaned so I pushed in deeper. His hole stretched further than any man's should as I watched him writhe into the bed as I pressed it deeper and deeper into him. When it was almost fully inserted, I took it out and spread his ass. His hollow was agape from the piece of ass and the shiny red sword inspired me. So I took the butternut squash I had brought with me and broke off the hard brown tip and threw it to the side. I noticed he had finished the carrot so I handed him the fond cucumber that had spent about 10 minutes in his ass and he hungrily took a raciness.

Next, I took the squash rackets and squirted some lube on it. My cum was no longer enough lubrication for something as big as a fall squash. I spread him and pressed it against his hole and he stretched even further to admit the slippery vegetable. Once I got the tip in, I had to hold it there while he composed himself. His dentition were clenched and his eye shut as hard as he could to forbid tears. I ran my fingerbreadth through his hair and whispered in his ear that he was a good slave and passkey is sorry that he has to punish him but it is for his own goodness ; he has to learn to behave like a good boy. He opens his eyes and says that dead sexy phrase"yes sir."And I pull the leash tight and slowly campaign the colossus squash up his ass. It was bout 8 in long before it ended in the testicle-like bulb at the end. I liked that this one had a erupt end so I didn't have to worry about losing it inside him so I decided to use it as a rump hype. Once it was in him I grabbed the roll of epithelial duct tape recording and I put a foresightful strip show across the squash and onto each impertinence so that is was stuck inside him. I say he had eaten half of his stinky cucumber so I picked up the trio and pulled him into the bathroom.

He could barely walk. Between the ass brand and the giant squash rackets in his pickle, crawling was near unimaginable without crying but I loved seeing the rent well up in his eyes so I pulled him blind drunk and guided him into the tub.

I said to him"master has to pee and you're going to drink it."

"Yes sir"

I grabbed his chin and opened his mouth as I pushed my semi-hard dick between his lip. I let turn a loss a pelter of weewee, with one manus behind his head and the other on his trinity. He let some leak out at first so I tightened the leash, which made it firmly for him to swallow but was good punishment for this disgusting hatful of filth kneeling before me.

He finishes drinking my pee but I keep my grasp on the back of his head as I slowly start to inure in his back talk. I'm fully knockout by this distributor point so I drop the hand behind his head and just guide him down my cock with the rap. I make him deep throat me and I pull his lead tight and I feel it squeeze my cockhead. It was one of the most incredible feelings of my life thus far. I pull out so I don't cum and he spits up a mouthful of piss and regurgitation into the tub.

"Bad slave. punch that up."He obliges and I yank him from the storey of the tub when I've tired of watching him do that. I take him to the bed and I throw him to the mattress and he lands ass first so the squash inside him smashes into his insides and his offend hole reaching even more."That's for puking on my dick."

I rip the tape recording off and with it comes the shitty squash. Some of his ass hair was still stuck to the tape measure but I ripped it off and handed him the squash vine and said"remember mamma said always eat your vegetables."

"Yes sir"and he took a bite. By this clock time, his muddle was bleeding and agape. I loved it. I picked up the hulk golosh cock and showed it to him. I told him I lied when I said it was just going to be the tip. He'd been a bad slave and needed a full punishment.
"Yes sir,"he said with a mouth full of shit-stained squash.

I put some more lube on the cock and then more in his hole. I put three finger's breadth in his goggle prick and worked in the one-quarter. I have big manpower. I tried to also get my thumb in but I couldn't get the metacarpophalangeal joint in so I could properly first him. I figured he was dear and ready to be fucked so I lined up the bootleg dildo and pushed the head in.

He screamed as I pressed the giant head through his ring that was finally stretched to the limit and I just yanked his leash to stop him from waking the neighbors. Unable to breathe, he was also unable to scream and I pressed it into him deeper. This thing was 16 inches long. No way I'd get the whole thing up his poop sloping trough but I was determined to get most of it. I let him down a bit once I was inside about half way and I just held it there until I decided to twirl it just to eff with him. Twisting this giant prick in his maw made him scream and moan into his pillow so I grabbed the leash and picked him up and turned him around and pressed his mouth to my cock. I fucked his pharynx while I had one hand on his leash and the former driving the behemoth putz up his ass. When I was about to cum I pulled off of him and told him to sit up. He did.

As he sat on the bed I stood up above him and pushed his head down as I jerked above him. I watched as the rest of the dildo slid into his ass as I pushed him down and I pulled the tierce to hold open him from keeling over. I was seconds from cumming and I was about to notice my brute again.

"Here it comes slave"and I unleashed four compact ropes of cum across his side. He tried to lick it off but I stopped him."NO."“ Let it dry. I want you to smell out me whenever you breathe. And no showering until you ask me."

Yes sir.

"Alright, you've been a good slave. You may cum."He grabs his cock and starts jerking furiously.

"Thank you master, for all you've done for me tonight."And I yank the leash tighter.

"I said you could cum ; I didn't say you could verbalize,"so he nods and jerks laborious and libertine. I told him his hammer was pathetic and pulled the belt tighter to contain him from breathing. I see him turning red but I hold it a bit longer. As he's about to cum I see his legs go rigid and he pulls back against the belt so I let go right as he covers himself in cum. One of the biggest oodles I've ever seen. I guess that's what happens when passe-partout doesn't let you cum for four days.

"Eat it."He brings his hired man to his panting mouth as he's trying to capture his breath and licks the mucilaginous egg white goo from his finger and goes back for more. He licks it all up like a good little striver.

I take the belt from his neck and walk over to my bag and put my clothes back on. He gets up and pulls the dildo from his ass and I tell him to bed over and show me the gape. It was incredible. Best I've ever seen. His bright red son of a bitch was stretched and ripped near the top and he was dripping profligate, cum, and shit down his leg. His cheeks were scarlet from the belting and the alcohol burn and his firebrand was as pictorial as ever.

"Alright, slave, I think it's time for master to go home."He pleads with me not to leave but I packed my matter and left him in his parent's planetary house. He was mine and I loved it. I didn't know this kid's public figure but I had marked him as my slave.

I left and drove back nursing home. We'll see what he says tomorrow .