I'm a 20 year-old native Midwesterner who hid his gayness until graduating eminent schooltime. There were a few Guy I serviced on the down-low fairly regularly for a few geezerhood but for the near part my sexual wakening didn't happen until I got to college. I've never had a dearth of hoi polloi wanting to have sex me—and as someone who lost his virginity in unproblematic school to a blond frosh from the richly 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 profile, things were no dissimilar.

I'm a bottom and I love to serve. I like being on my knee joint in front of a hot scantling 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 a lot fun it can be to be a prevalent master of a willing slave.

I commented on a Reddit pic a kid had posted saying he was still a virgin and wanted to lose it. He was first-rate hot and I offered to show him an excellent evening, jokingly, assuming he was too far away to actually see up. Apparently someone else saw my offer in the Clarence Day following and asked if I'd rent his virginity. He was 29 and struggled with anxiety and impression so I thought I'd be doing a populace religious service. He'd posted in several female forum but found no takers. The pic he sent me wasn't terrible so I said fine, drive up and I'll use my Marriott points to get us a room.

I guess I didn't know what to require. His pic was ugly—in existent life though, he was a lot worse. Quite easily the slimy man I'd ever seen. He had a furuncle on his forehead that sprouted tomentum like a fern atop his otherwise bare cranium and his hairline didn't plectron up again until the pedestal of his skull. I was starting to realize why he'd never been laid. Fat, bald, and unhygienic. He was also unemployed and not very much for conversation.

Before he left he texted me to ask if I was dressing up because the only clothes he has are sweatshirts and jeans. I joked something about being naked when it mattered anyway and he arrived two 60 minutes later. I asked if he wanted a drink and he said sure so I called us an uber and we went down to my pet gay bar.

I parliamentary law my usual crapulence, which is top-shelf bourbon, and he offers to pay for both of ours because I got the uber. Ok. As he puts the change back in his pocketbook 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 clip I'd ask him matter like"what do you like to do ?"or"what keeps you engaged ?"I'd get"not a great deal"as a response. He told me the story of how he lost his stopping point job and it was probably the only time he strung more than than five Scripture together.

He worked at CVS as a supervisor and in a"manic episode"stole about $ 10,000 from the dependable. They caught him, of grade, and now he was a convicted felon. I had told the mixologist as soon as we sat down that it was our number one date and after this story I gulped down my drinking and slammed the empty chicken feed against the bar, signaling for the hot piece of ass to cause his way over here. He brings me another and I hand him my credit bill of fare but he refuses, seeing the heap next to me and the look of desperation on my expression, a hungriness for the fog of strong drink. He gave me three free double bourbon that night. What an holy person. There were so many hotties in the bar that Nox that I should've asked to sit on my face but I had to serve with slipping that barman my number and dealing with this shame.

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 drunk 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-colored I told him to bring, because I paid for the hotel. He brings a get laid screw-top ‘ sweetness Edward Douglas White Jr.'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 glass down on the nightstand and says excuse me. Goes to the can and doesn't come out for 15 minutes. When he finally rears his ugly head he is carrying two vacate stool paper rolling and asks me if there is an supernumerary one. Yeah, there were two broad I in the bathroom… what could he possibly have done with two bun of gutter paper ?

I was pretty drunk but I look at him now and think he's maybe not so bad. Maybe if I get him out of those unflattering clothes he'll be practiced looking. Boy was I haywire. I help him get undressed and then I do and we get in bed. He's quiver and can't seem to motivate his arms. I rub him a bit and try to relax him. I guess he's not completely vile, I think to myself, so I go lower and touch his dick. I stroke him a bit, picking up his limp night nightcrawler from the new shaven liberation it's retreated into and try to get him hard. goose egg happens. I get the lube and start rubbing him, squeezing his Lucille Ball and running them between my finger, rubbing his contamination and letting my continue indicator fingerbreadth trace his urethra trench into his scrotum, a motility that usually leads to a throbbing hard on for nigh of my engagement.

But this guy just can't get hard. 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 lick his balls to see if that gets him hard. I move closer and I'm confronted with the waft of his scent. It's strong to describe. He was showered and not particularly dirty but he also just smelled of grease and dirt and there was no way I was getting anywhere near his body now. So I say,"let's go in the exhibitor. That'd be passably 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 piss on him. I'm not really into watersports at all but I guess I wanted to degrade him a bit. He says ok and gets on his knees. With my back to the track water, I proceed to empty my bladder on this disgusting man's aspect and I watch the piss run down his cheek and matted chest hair's-breadth. I'm enjoying it pretty well when he decides to open his sass and withdraw my gumshoe inside. I stopped peeing for a second but it stung so rummy me just let it go again and I filled his mouth with make and saw him drink it down. That was nice. I kept my cock in his backtalk for a bit but I wasn't getting tough looking at his ugly face 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 affectedness and raise my ass to him as I sit exposed on all fours. He puts his manus on my spine and rubs his finger's breadth down my chap. 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 ? Lick my hole. Circle your spit around it and then stick it in and write the alphabet as late as you can."He does.

I love getting my asshole eaten. It's an incredible touch 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 rummy and the soul behind me was no man but a wildcat. I had to break wind. I tried to hold it in but when I clenched my hole I pushed his tongue out. So I reached behind me and put my hand on his head, pulling him in closer to me, and I released.

I heard him gag as I let the gas escapism me. I felt him try to rend away but I kept my hold on his sebaceous scalp and let another one rip. He almost passed out, I think, but the chiding picked up again, stronger than ever. By this time, I was as hard as I'd been in a piece. 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 heavy and I was having too a great deal fun degrading him so I decided I'd fuck him then go back to the bar to find that barman. He lay down and I threw the blanket over him to cover everything but his ass as he knelt for me on all fours, quick to be penetrated. And with that, I grabbed the lube and put a behemoth treacle on my psyche. I thought about rubbing it into his hole as I like cat to do to me before they fuck me but I couldn't bring myself to affect him so I said screwing it.

I put my custody on the blanket covering his hips and I lined up my cock to his virgin opening. I could hear his breathing plosive as he felt the bluntness against his opening and there was resistance when I tried to push in. I wasn't having it though. I'd just made this mutt pledge my piss and eat one of my farts and now he was going to exact a incumbrance of my cum whether he wanted it or not. So I pushed in hard. When my head finally broke through his ring I heard him yelp and try to pull away but I grabbed his pilus through the mantle 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 racket he was making were winces of pain but I loved it. I pounded him arduous and oceanic abyss. rocky than I'd ever been. This was his first metre and I wanted him to think it—hopefully by having to explain to his mom, with whom he still lived, why his boxers had bloodstained skid-marks four twenty-four hour period later.

I pushed his capitulum into the mattress, drunkenly attempting to suffocate him as I pushed him deeper with every smack of my pelvis against his bulbous ass. I fucked him tough and oceanic abyss for about eight arcminute until I felt that conversant tingling at the base of my dick. I pulled out once more than 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 cover covering his beastly form but even the hard liquor couldn't hide that clear-cut smell. I quickly got up and sauntered over to the nightstand for my earphone. He was still under the blanket and I could get word light crying. I snapped a picture of his hole spread agape and dripping with a pinkish slurry of cum, shit, and blood. I'd made him run and there was something so satisfying in that acquisition.

I pulled the blanket off him and lay down succeeding to him and he turns to me with red eyes and says,"I'm sorry I couldn't get grueling. I know how often you wanted me to eff you."and take to yawp.

Oh my fucking god this piece of grease. I get up and go getting dressed. I say"so I have the room all night but I think I'm going to head home plate for the night. You're welcome to stay 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 driving force 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 leave the province because I'm a convicted felon."

I stare at him with all-inclusive center as he's putting his clothes back on and stuffing his poop 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 take the air out the door. It was only about 11 so I lit a cigarette and got in my car.

It was fun I guess. A nice story and I did get my ass eaten and got to cum. The unhurt 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 hole licked by someone you don't have to wait at that makes time base still, maybe even more because I could fantasy that the man behind me or under that mantle wasn't the hairy heathen I was fucking but rather some hot Indian twink. I really enjoyed topping him, not so lots the genuine fucking piece, but the fact that I got to clapperclaw him, make him palpate like horseshit to the spot of outcry, and make him phlebotomise for my pleasure.

That was my 1st 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 visibility that is explicit and anonymous, hoping to find some hotties to get laid. I never spoke to that pound puppy again but I did get some messages from college Guy for a quickly blowjob or a fuck behind the bookcases in the subroutine library during midterm. That is, until I got a subject matter from Chubby 24. This kid was messed up.

He tells me he's into all sorting of stuff and the like to be kinky. I'm intrigued so I ask how he likes to play. He's into penalisation. 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 horrifying man alive. His cock was not that great, uncircumcised, diminished, veiny and crooked. He was fatter than me, and itching for mortal to punish him. He told me he found a overlord online who told him to buy a dildo and he did and it arrived earlier this hebdomad. He sent me a pic of the giant thing, as thick and longer than the 20oz coke bottleful 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 last master was"evil"and he needed one closer to home plate. So I obliged. I started by suggesting bare thing like nipple clamps and cum privation 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 reply"yes sir"and"as you wish."

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

I told him how I wanted to tie the belt to the principal of his bed and get on all fours at the metrical unit so that he could eat my mess but I'd be just out of reach. I wanted him to choke himself in guild to please me. He said"Yes sir,"“ I will put my glossa in deep."Ok, now I'm thinking this kid is pretty 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 figure but he wants me to gag him while he eats my muddle.

I take some time off from Grindr to go out with a friend 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 pair of her panty and a bra and to put them on and send me a picture."Ok sir"and XV minutes later I have a motion picture of this pile of filth overfilling his mother's B cup. I commend him for sending me the picture. But I tell him he needs to be punished for going through mommy's draftsman. That's not how little male child are supposed to act. His only reply :"yes sir"“ how"

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

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

"I know. We'll take it behind. I don't want to hurt my slave too much. But once I can get a cucumber up your cakehole or four fingers, I'm sure we can get the mind in."

"Yes sir. I know I deserve it."

Later that night I message him and say,"don't saccade 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 divest him of the only fun in his pathetic life sentence : his jerk sessions.

The next day I tell him to founder me his earpiece number and he does. I text him farther educational activity. It was a Saturday so I told him today, for your punishment, you're not allowed to sit today."I want you to get a double border razor brand. Go out and buy one at Walgreens if you don't have one, and put it between your ass impudence so you can't sit down."“ When you want to sit I want you to text me about how much your wooden leg injury and how you want to sit but will obey"

"Yes sir."

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

I ask him for his speech and tell him I'll be there soon. I have to go shopping for some toy dog though. I stop at the grocery memory board and buy a wooden-headed cultivated carrot ; a courgette, a cucumber, and a white walnut squash rackets to fuck him with and stretch his cakehole for that giant star caoutchouc cock his cobbler's last original made him buy.

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When I arrive at his firm, I ring the bell and he asks who it is. I realize I don't know this kid's name. Don't know a single thing about his life or have even seen his face, yet I'm here with a duffle bag bag of rophy and toys set up to punish him. He opens the door and, true to instruction, is wearing naught but his mother's bra and step-in.

"Hello master,"he mumbles.

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

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

"Yes sir, I know I deserve it"

I grab the panties and rip them from him, making him yip as the fabric crushed his bollock before my quarter round nail pushing into the cloth caused it to give way. I unhook the bra and he takes it off with no trouble. With his fat ass on display I start the verbal degradation. I smack his ass intemperately and secern him how fat he is, how ugly he is and I spread his peg and smack his taint, my finger hitting his balls with each smack. He's enjoying every arcminute of it so I take off my belt.

By this time his ass is pretty red but the number 1 whack of my thick leather swath against his buttock makes him worm with joy."You like that, buckle down, you like it when headmaster punishes you ?"

"Yes sea captain, I know I deserve it,"he moans.

I whack him again and say he isn't trying severe 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 drink I had with me and wet my hand with it and smack his beet red ass. He screams as the cool liquid touches his cutis and flimflam with the Fury of his drunken revelry. I give him one shoemaker's last hell dust across his allow for cheek and put my damp hand against it and he whimpers a careworn breath.

"Alright striver, it's time for you to delight me,"as I wrap the belted ammunition around his neck and pull it soused, lifting him off the mattress.

"Yes sir."

I turn him around and get the roach out of my bag and use it to confiscate the swath to his headboard. I ask him to root for on it and he strains against the makeshift choke collar as the belt tightens around his neck. Perfect.

I get on all fours 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 before coming here. I wanted him to try out me rude, 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 short reinforcement. I put my hand on his question behind me and pulled away a bit so the bash would narrow and I held it there for a 2nd while he licked me furiously. I wasn't hearing him breathe after 45 mo 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 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 turd from my ass into his hungry mouth. I didn't let up until I was certain he had chewed and swallowed it all. I pushed him back a little so he could emit 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 wages : 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 follow me. We walked into his kitchen and I told him to stand here and observe. I took my home key off my key doughnut and set it on the hollow frying pan sitting on the stove. I turned the oestrus on high and told him to go in my bag and get the coat hanger I brought with.

He looks at me kind of scared and I take the coat hanger and crouch it into a branding iron for him. After about 10 transactions on heights heating system, the pan is smoking and the key is as hot as it needs to be. I pick it up with pair of tongs and put it on the end of the telegram hanger.

"Alright, tilt over the table. I'm going to brand your ass with my house key so you know I'm always allowed in and so every man who wants to fuck you knows you're mine and that he's just visiting."

"Yes master"

And with that, I spread his legs and pressed the hot key into his leave alone face, rightfield next to his muddle. The skin there is very raw and he screamed as I pressed the hot key against him. Tried to pull away but I pushed harder. After about ten irregular I pulled it away and certainly enough I saw the distinctive synopsis and the mirror of"Schlage"burned into his flesh.

You ready slave ?"Yes master"he replies with tears in his eyes. I'm rock gruelling by now so I just demarcation up and plow into him dry. He's had some of his own toys up there so I know he's not that fast but damn did his ass look 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 often cum was dripping from his hole, only inches from the bright red outline of my house key on his cheek.

"Thank you for the give, master."

Oh my god this kid is deranged.

I grab his tercet and pull him up. He winces as his ass cheeks cutaneous senses together and I see him ruffle slowly as he tries to prevent his ass from chafing against the brand but I'm not having it. I pull the belt tight around his neck and guide him quickly into the bedroom 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 goliath prick, your penalisation for making master delay at the door."

"Yes sir."

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

Yes master.

I picked up the carrot. Not huge at the tip but it tapered quickly to about 2.5 inches in diameter. I pushed it into him and pressed it deep, stretching his maw against the cone shape of the Daucus carota sativa. I spun it around and heard him moan as it graced his prostate. He was feeling pleasure from my penalty so I pushed deeper. By now, the carrot was almost fully inside him and I was holding on only by the leafy tops. I pull it out and the tip is shit embrace. I grab his triad and cull up his head and say"here, it's nice and seasoned for you"and I hand him the carrot. He looks at it and grimaces but I pull the leash tighter and he grabs it in his hand and takes a bite of the shitty end.

"Good slave. For your reward, a prissy 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 inches in diameter in the center and I had it an inch deep inside him by the time he really started to whimper. I spun it around slowly in my hired man 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 circularise his ass. His hole was agape from the roll in the hay and the undimmed red brand 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 incline. I noticed he had finished the carrot so I handed him the quick cucumber that had spent about 10 mo in his ass and he hungrily took a bite.

Next, I took the squash and squirted some lubricator on it. My cum was no longer plenty lubrication for something as big as a fall squash vine. I spread him and pressed it against his gob and he stretched even further to accommodate the slippery veg. Once I got the tip in, I had to contain it there while he composed himself. His teeth were clenched and his eyes shut as unvoiced as he could to foreclose tears. I ran my digit through his hair and whispered in his ear that he was a good hard worker and schoolmaster is sorry that he has to penalize him but it is for his own goodness ; he has to memorise to do like a goodness boy. He opens his middle and says that dead aphrodisiac musical phrase"yes sir."And I pull the leash tight and slowly iron out the gargantuan squash up his ass. It was bout 8 inches 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 concern about losing it inside him so I decided to use it as a fanny nag. Once it was in him I grabbed the roll of epithelial duct tape and I put a hanker strip across the squash and onto each brass so that is was stuck inside him. I say he had eaten one-half of his lousy cucumber vine so I picked up the tercet and pulled him into the toilet.

He could barely walk. Between the ass brand and the heavyweight squash in his hole, crawling was near inconceivable without crying but I loved seeing the snag well up in his eyes so I pulled him cockeyed and guided him into the tub.

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

"Yes sir"

I grabbed his chin and opened his oral fissure as I pushed my semi-hard hawkshaw between his sass. I let lose a deluge of piss, with one deal behind his straits and the other on his ternion. He let some leak out out at first so I tightened the leash, which made it harder for him to swallow but was just punishment for this disgusting agglomerate of filthiness kneel before me.

He finishes drinking my piss but I keep my custody on the back of his head as I slowly start to season in his oral cavity. I'm fully hard by this dot so I drop the hand behind his point and just guide him down my cock with the smash. I make him deep pharynx me and I pull his three tight and I feel it shove my cockhead. It was one of the most unbelievable feelings of my life thus far. I pull out so I don't cum and he spits up a mouthful of piss and puking into the tub.

"Bad slave. punch that up."He obliges and I yank him from the floor 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 inside and his bruised hollow stretches even more."That's for puking on my dick."

I rip the tape 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 racquets and said"remember mommy said always eat your vegetables."

"Yes sir"and he took a bite. By this time, his hole was bleeding and agape. I loved it. I picked up the giant gum elastic 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 wide-cut penalization.
"Yes sir,"he said with a mouth full of shit-stained squash racquets.

I put some more lube on the hammer and then more in his yap. I put three fingers in his gaped arse and worked in the one-fourth. I have big deal. I tried to also get my thumb in but I couldn't get the knuckle in so I could properly first him. I figured he was good and set to be fucked so I lined up the pitch blackness dildo and pushed the head in.

He screamed as I pressed the giant head through his mob that was finally stretched to the limit and I just yanked his three to block off him from waking the neighbors. ineffectual to breathe, he was also ineffectual to cry and I pressed it into him deeper. This matter was 16 inches long. No way I'd get the whole affair up his turd chute but I was determined to get almost 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 spin out it just to bang with him. Twisting this giant star dick in his hole made him screaming and moan into his pillow so I grabbed the leash and picked him up and turned him around and pressed his mouth to my tool. I fucked his throat while I had one deal on his tierce and the early driving the giant cock 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 pass down as I jerked above him. I watched as the balance of the dildo slid into his ass as I pushed him down and I pulled the ternary to keep him from keeling over. I was seconds from cumming and I was about to mark my beast again.

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

Yes sir.

"Alright, you've been a practiced striver. 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 spill the beans,"so he nods and jerks punishing and fast. I told him his cock was pathetic and pulled the belt tighter to break 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 bang so I let go right as he covers himself in cum. One of the heavy loads I've ever seen. I guess that's what happens when skipper doesn't let you cum for four days.

"Eat it."He brings his deal to his panting mouth as he's trying to catch his breath and licks the sticky white goo from his fingerbreadth and goes back for more. He licks it all up like a good little slave.

I take the bang 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 depict me the gape. It was incredible. Best I've ever seen. His bright red asshole was stretched and ripped near the top and he was dripping roue, cum, and shit down his leg. His cheeks were scarlet from the belting and the intoxicant suntan and his steel was as pictorial as ever.

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

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