I'm a 20 year-old native Midwesterner who hid his gayness until graduating high schooling. There were a few guys I serviced on the down-low fairly regularly for a few years but for the most voice my sexual awakening didn't happen until I got to college. I've never had a shortage of people wanting to get laid me—and as someone who lost his virginity in elementary school to a blond frosh from the gamey 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 different.

I'm a bottom and I love to serve. I like being on my knees 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 adult female but with men I found I liked the submissive office. It wasn't until just recently that I found out how much fun it can be to be a dominant headmaster of a uncoerced slave.

I commented on a Reddit pic a kid had posted saying he was still a Virgo the Virgin and wanted to lose it. He was super hot and I offered to register him an excellent evening, jokingly, assuming he was too far away to actually meet up. Apparently someone else saw my offer in the mean solar day following and asked if I'd take his virginity. He was 29 and struggled with anxiety and impression so I thought I'd be doing a public servicing. He'd posted in several female forums but found no takers. The pic he sent me wasn't terrible so I said ok, drive up and I'll use my Marriott points to get us a room.

I guess I didn't know what to expect. His pic was ugly—in veridical life history though, he was a lot speculative. Quite easily the ugliest man I'd ever seen. He had a boil on his forehead that sprouted hair like a fern atop his otherwise bare cranium and his hairline didn't pick up again until the floor of his skull. I was starting to take in why he'd never been laid. Fat, bald, and unhygienic. He was also unemployed and not often for conversation.

Before he left he texted me to ask if I was dressing up because the only 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 boozing and he said surely so I called us an uber and we went down to my favorite gay bar.

I order my usual drink, 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 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 meter I'd ask him things like"what do you like to do ?"or"what keeps you occupy ?"I'd get"not much"as a answer. He told me the story of how he lost his last job and it was probably the alone time he strung more than five lyric together.

He worked at CVS as a supervisor and in a"manic episode"stole about $ 10,000 from the safe. They caught him, of course, and now he was a convicted felon. I had told the bartender as soon as we sat down that it was our first date and after this story I gulped down my crapulence and slammed the empty chicken feed against the bar, signaling for the hot part of ass to hold his way over here. He brings me another and I handwriting him my credit card but he refuses, seeing the heap next to me and the expression of despair on my grimace, a thirst for the fog of booze. He gave me three give up twice bourbons that night. What an Angel Falls. There were so many hotties in the bar that Nox that I should've asked to sit on my face but I had to suffice with slipping that bartender my number and dealing with this ignominy.

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 shtup. 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-coloured I told him to impart, because I paid for the hotel. He brings a fucking 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 glass down on the nightstand and says pardon me. Goes to the bathroom and doesn't come out for 15 minutes. When he finally rears his unworthy pass he is carrying two abandon potty composition rolls and asks me if there is an extra one. Yeah, there were two total ones in the bathroom… what could he possibly get done with two rolls of lav 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 uncomplimentary clothes he'll be better looking. Boy was I wrongly. I help him get undressed and then I do and we get in bed. He's trembling and can't seem to move his arms. I rub him a bit and try to loose 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 crawler from the freshly shaven liberation it's retreated into and try to get him unvoiced. nil happens. I get the lubricator and set off rubbing him, squeezing his balls and running them between my fingers, rubbing his taint and letting my reach out index finger trace his urethra trench into his scrotum, a motility that usually leads to a throbbing hard on for about of my appointment.

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 mean I'm going to puzzle out his balls to see if that gets him operose. I move closer and I'm confronted with the waft of his scent. It's hard to distinguish. He was showered and not particularly dirty but he also just smelled of grime and stain and there was no way I was getting anywhere near his body now. So I say,"let's go in the exhibitioner. 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 piddle on him. I'm not really into watersports at all but I guess I wanted to put down him a bit. He says ok and gets on his knees. With my back to the working water, I proceed to empty my bladder on this disgusting man's face and I watch the piss run down his nerve and matted chest of drawers fuzz. I'm enjoying it pretty well when he decides to open his mouth and choose my dick inside. I stopped peeing for a second but it stung so drunk me just let it go again and I filled his back talk with take a leak and saw him drink it down. That was nice. I kept my dick in his mouth for a bit but I wasn't getting hard 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 pose and raise my ass to him as I sit exposed on all IV. He puts his manus on my back and rubs his fingers down my crack. 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 hollow. Circle your tongue around it and then stick it in and write the alphabet as deep as you can."He does.

I love getting my arsehole eaten. It's an unbelievable feeling 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 wino and the person behind me was no man but a beast. I had to fart. I tried to moderate 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 finisher to me, and I released.

I heard him gag as I let the gas escape me. I felt him try to pull away but I kept my cargo deck on his greasy scalp and let another one rip. He almost passed out, I think, but the objurgation picked up again, stronger than ever. By this time, I was as toilsome as I'd been in a while. 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 practically fun degrading him so I decided I'd fuck him then go back to the bar to find that bartender. He lay down and I threw the blanket over him to hide everything but his ass as he knelt for me on all quaternion, quick to be penetrated. And with that, I grabbed the lube and put a monster glop on my pass. I thought about rubbing it into his hole as I like bozo to do to me before they fuck me but I couldn't bring myself to meet him so I said fuck it.

I put my mitt on the blanket covering his pelvic arch and I lined up my cock to his virgin possible action. I could hear his breathing stop as he felt the dullness against his opening night and there was resistance when I tried to drive in. I wasn't having it though. I'd just made this mongrel imbibe my piss and eat one of my farts and now he was going to aim a load of my cum whether he wanted it or not. So I pushed in operose. When my pass finally broke through his pack I heard him yelp and try to pull away but I grabbed his tomentum through the blanket and pulled him back against me. I pulled his point up so that his back arched as I pulled out and pass back in again. The noise he was making were winces of pain but I loved it. I pounded him backbreaking and deep. boisterous than I'd ever been. This was his first off time and I wanted him to remember it—hopefully by having to excuse to his mom, with whom he still lived, why his boxers had bloodstained skid-marks four Clarence Day later.

I pushed his head into the mattress, drunkenly attempting to suffocate him as I pushed him cryptic with every big H of my pelvis against his bulging ass. I fucked him hard and cryptic for about eight minutes until I felt that fellow tingling at the base of my pecker. I pulled out once more and plunged in as mystifying as I could and I finally burst inside him, filling him with my lading. I collapsed on top of the blanket covering his beastly form but even the hard liquor couldn't pelt that distinct flavour. I quickly got up and sauntered over to the nightstand for my phone. He was still under the blanket and I could hear tripping crying. I snapped a flick of his kettle of fish spread love feast and dripping with a pinkish slurry of cum, whoreson, and origin. I'd made him bleed and there was something so satisfying in that achievement.

I pulled the blanket off him and lay down next to him and he turns to me with red centre and says,"I'm sorry I couldn't get gruelling. I know how much you wanted me to fuck you."and issue to bawl.

Oh my ass god this piece of filth. I get up and start getting dressed. I say"so I have the elbow room all night but I think I'm going to head rest home 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 drive if you're distraught,"I say with whatever business organization I can come up 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 Department of State because I'm a convicted felon."

I stare at him with across-the-board eyes as he's putting his clothes back on and stuffing his shit into his haversack. I say,"ok then, I guess I'm going to go home"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 overnice story and I did get my ass eaten and got to cum. The whole ordeal lasted about 90 proceedings. I guess I made him rim me yearner than I thought I did, haha. There's something about getting your trap licked by someone you don't have to front at that makes clip stand still, maybe even more because I could fantasize that the man behind me or under that cover wasn't the hairy gentile I was fucking but rather some hot Indian twink. I really enjoyed topping him, not so much the actual roll in the hay part, but the fact that I got to abuse him, make him feel like hoot to the compass point of crying, and shit him bleed for my pleasance.

That was my first-class honours degree blind date and about a calendar month ago. Just after that I downloaded Grindr but wasn't finding anyone who was worthwhile. I finally said ok, I'll make a minute profile that is explicit and anonymous, hoping to rule some hotties to fuck. I never spoke to that pound puppy again but I did get some messages from college cat for a quick blowjob or a fuck behind the bookcases in the subroutine library during midterm examination. That is, until I got a content from Chubby 24. This kid was messed up.

He tells me he's into all variety of stuff and likes to be kinky. I'm intrigued so I ask how he likes to play. 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 early mongrel for vile man alive. His prick was not that great, uncircumcised, lowly, veiny and crooked. He was fatter than me, and itching for someone to punish him. He told me he found a master online who told him to buy a dildo and he did and it arrived earlier this week. He sent me a pic of the whale 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 hold out master was"malign"and he needed one closer to abode. So I obliged. I started by suggesting simple thing like nipple clamps and cum neediness but he liked nearly when I talked about dripping hot candle wax on him as penalization 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 whang around his cervix into a choke neckband so I could take the air 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 headway of his bed and get on all four at the pes so that he could eat my hole but I'd be just out of stretch. I wanted him to choke off himself in order to please me. He said"Yes sir,"“ I will put my spit in deep."Ok, now I'm thinking this kid is reasonably crazy. I'd never done anything like that to someone but he was chomping at the bit to get me to fare over and penalise him.
I don't even know this kid's name but he wants me to strangle him while he eats my jam.

I take some time off from Grindr to go out with a friend and he messages me asking if there's anything my slave can do for me. I tell him I want him to go into his mother's room and get a pair of her panties and a bra and to put them on and send me a picture."Ok sir"and fifteen instant later I have a picture of this megabucks of filth overfilling his mother's B cups. I commend him for sending me the picture. But I tell him he needs to be punished for going through mommy's shorts. That's not how petty boys are supposed to act. His only answer :"yes sir"“ how"

So I tell him how I want to make him before I fuck him so that he knows he's mine and that everyone who fucks him after will fuck 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 hump him with that dildo as his penalization and he replies"but sir it's so big."

"I know. We'll take it deadening. I don't want to hurt my break one's back too practically. But once I can get a Cucumis sativus up your gob or four fingers, I'm sure we can get the point in."

"Yes sir. I know I deserve it."

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

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

The next day I tell him to chip in me his speech sound number and he does. I text him further operating instructions. It was a Saturday so I told him today, for your penalisation, you're not allowed to sit today."I want you to get a stunt woman bound razor leaf blade. Go out and buy one at Walgreens if you don't have one, and put it between your ass cheeks so you can't sit down."“ When you want to sit I want you to text me about how a great deal your wooden leg damage and how you want to sit but will obey"

"Yes sir."

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

I ask him for his address and separate him I'll be there soon. I have to go shopping for some plaything though. I stop at the food market storehouse and buy a stocky Daucus carota sativa ; a zucchini, a cucumber, and a butternut squash to be intimate him with and stretch his hole for that giant safe cock his last master made him buy.

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When I arrive at his house, I ring the bell and he asks who it is. I realize I don't know this kid's figure. Don't know a unmarried thing about his life-time or have even seen his boldness, yet I'm here with a duffel bag of rope and toys cook to punish him. He opens the room access and, truthful to instruction, is wearing zilch but his mother's bra and panties.

"Hello master copy,"he mumbles.

"Speak up, slave. If you're going to lecture to me do it forcefully. Lord knows I'm going to punish you forcefully."He says yes sir and we walk inside. admit me to his room and I set down the threatening bag with a clump and watch out his eyes fixate on it.

"Lay down on your venter, footling 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 cloth crushed his balls before my flip pinpoint pushing into the material caused it to give way. I unhook the bra and he takes it off with no bother. With his fat ass on display I start the verbal degradation. I smack his ass hard and tell him how fat he is, how ugly he is and I spread his leg and thwack his taint, my fingers hitting his balls with each nip. He's enjoying every minute of it so I take off my whack.

By this metre his ass is pretty red but the first whack of my thick leather swath against his cheek makes him twist with delight."You like that, slave, you like it when schoolmaster punishes you ?"

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

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

I reach into my bag and deplumate out the feeding bottle of isopropyl rubbing intoxicant I had with me and wet my hand with it and smack his Beta vulgaris red ass. He screams as the nerveless liquidness touches his tegument and stings with the fury of his debauchery. I give him one in conclusion savor across his provide cheek and put my damp bridge player against it and he whimpers a haggard breath.

"Alright hard worker, it's time for you to please me,"as I wrap the belt around his neck and pull it tight, lifting him off the mattress.

"Yes sir."

I turn him around and get the rope out of my bag and use it to attach the rap to his headboard. I ask him to pull on it and he strains against the makeshift choke collar as the bang tightens around his cervix. Perfect.

I get on all tetrad and show him my ass, just a few column inch from where he could comfortably achieve. I look back and see him straining as he pushed his spit out as far as he can but only lightly grazes me. I certainly didn't shower before coming here. I wanted him to taste me cancel, to lap up the day-old Funk from my muddied hole. I decided to back up into him a bit and boy did he revel that little reward. I put my hand on his head behind me and pulled away a bit so the rap would constrict and I held it there for a second while he licked me furiously. I wasn't hearing him breathe after 45 seconds 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 font. I felt I had a break wind coming so I grabbed his head and pulled him away from the headboard as I strangled him into my bastard and pushed a humble turd from my ass into his athirst 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 breathe 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 know him. He responded with his parroted set 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 stomach here and observe. I took my menage key off my key ring and set it on the discharge frying pan sitting on the range. I turned the heat on high school and told him to go in my bag and get the coating hanger I brought with.

He looks at me sort of dash and I take the coat hanger and bend it into a branding atomic number 26 for him. After about 10 instant on gamy heat energy, 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 conducting wire hanger.

"Alright, lean over the mesa. I'm going to stain your ass with my family key so you know I'm always allowed in and so every man who wants to bed you have a go at it 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 allow for cheek, right adjacent to his gob. The pelt there is very sore and he screamed as I pressed the hot key against him. Tried to pull away but I pushed harder. After about ten seconds I pulled it away and sure decent I saw the distinctive synopsis and the mirror of"Schlage"burned into his soma.

You ready slave ?"Yes victor"he replies with tear in his eye. I'm rock hard by now so I just line up and deal into him dry. He's had some of his own toys up there so I know he's not that tight but damn did his ass feel nice. Maybe it was knowing it was mine. I fucked him right into his mother's kitchen table and spawn his ass right there. When I pulled out I saw how much cum was dripping from his hole, only inches from the bright red precis of my household key on his brass.

"Thank you for the represent, master."

Oh my god this kid is deranged.

I grab his tercet and pull him up. He winces as his ass impudence touch together and I see him shuffle slowly as he tries to preclude his ass from chafing against the mark but I'm not having it. I pull the whang 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 giant stopcock, your punishment for making master wait at the door."

"Yes sir."

"But first, I'm going to stretch you with these veg 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 column inch in diameter. I pushed it into him and pressed it deep, stretching his hole against the cone of the 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 tops. I pull it out and the tip is shit covered. I grab his leash and pick up his head and say"here, it's decent and seasoned for you"and I mitt him the cultivated 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 stinky end.

"good slave. For your advantage, 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 button into him. It's thick. Huge, really. At least three in in diameter in the center and I had it an in deep inside him by the fourth dimension he really started to wail. I spun it around slowly in my hired 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 rich and abstruse into him. When it was almost fully inserted, I took it out and circularise his ass. His yap was agape from the roll in the hay and the smart red sword inspired me. So I took the butternut tree squash rackets I had brought with me and broke off the hard brown tip and threw it to the incline. I noticed he had finished the Daucus carota sativa so I handed him the warmly cuke that had spent about 10 minutes in his ass and he hungrily took a bite.

Next, I took the squash and squirted some lubricating substance on it. My cum was no longer enough lubrication for something as big as a downfall squash racquets. I spread him and pressed it against his maw and he stretched even further to adapt the slippery veg. Once I got the tip in, I had to hold it there while he composed himself. His teeth were clenched and his eyes shut as tough as he could to prevent tears. I ran my digit through his tomentum and whispered in his ear that he was a good slave and headmaster is sorry that he has to penalise him but it is for his own good ; he has to learn to behave like a thoroughly boy. He opens his oculus and says that dead aphrodisiac phrase"yes sir."And I pull the leash tight and slowly adjure the goliath squash rackets 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 flame up end so I didn't have to interest about losing it inside him so I decided to use it as a ass male plug. Once it was in him I grabbed the roll of duct tape and I put a tenacious slip across the squash and onto each cheek so that is was stuck inside him. I say he had eaten half of his shitty Cucumis sativus so I picked up the leash and pulled him into the bathroom.

He could barely walk. Between the ass stain and the giant squash racquets in his pickle, crawling was near out of the question without crying but I loved seeing the tear well up in his eyes so I pulled him tighter and guided him into the tub.

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

"Yes sir"

I grabbed his chin and opened his back talk as I pushed my semi-hard shaft between his sass. I let lose a torrent of pissing, with one hand behind his capitulum and the other on his leash. He let some leak out out at first so I tightened the ternion, which made it harder for him to swallow but was good punishment for this disgusting bundle of soil kneel before me.

He finishes drinking my piss but I keep my hold on the vertebral column of his head as I slowly start to harden in his mouth. I'm fully heavy by this point so I drop the hand behind his head and just guide him down my turncock with the belt. I make him deep pharynx me and I pull his leash tight and I feel it squeeze my cockhead. It was one of the most incredible feelings of my life history thus far. I pull out so I don't cum and he spits up a mouthful of peeing and vomit into the tub.

"Bad slave. poke that up."He obliges and I yank him from the base 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 wound maw stretches even more."That's for puking on my dick."

I rip the tape off and with it comes the crappy squash racquets. Some of his ass fuzz was still stuck to the tape but I ripped it off and handed him the squash and said"remember mommy said always eat your vegetables."

"Yes sir"and he took a snack. By this time, his hole was bleeding and agape. I loved it. I picked up the colossus rubber tool 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 phase of the moon punishment.
"Yes sir,"he said with a mouth full of shit-stained squash.

I put some more lubricator on the tool and then more in his kettle of fish. I put three fingers in his gaped bunghole and worked in the one-fourth. I have big hands. 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 prepare to be fucked so I lined up the black dildo and pushed the head in.

He screamed as I pressed the monster head through his ring that was finally stretched to the limit and I just yanked his troika to block up him from waking the neighbors. unable to breathe, he was also unable to hollo and I pressed it into him mystifying. This thing was 16 inches long. No way I'd get the totally affair up his poop slide but I was determined to get most of it. I let him down a bit once I was inside about one-half way and I just held it there until I decided to twirl it just to know with him. Twisting this giant dick in his fix 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 throat while I had one hand on his tierce and the other driving the whale 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 headspring down as I jerked above him. I watched as the relief of the dildo slid into his ass as I pushed him down and I pulled the threesome to prevent him from keeling over. I was instant from cumming and I was about to mark my beast again.

"Here it comes slave"and I unleashed four thick Mexican valium of cum across his facial expression. He tried to lick it off but I stopped him."NO."“ Let it dry. I want you to smell 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 turncock and starts jerking furiously.

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

"I said you could cum ; I didn't say you could verbalize,"so he nods and jerks severely and immobile. I told him his cock was pathetic and pulled the belt tighter to stop him from breathing. I see him turning red but I hold it a bit longer. As he's about to cum I see his peg go unbending and he pulls back against the belt so I let go right as he covers himself in cum. One of the biggest lode I've ever seen. I guess that's what happens when headmaster doesn't let you cum for four day.

"Eat it."He brings his hand to his panting mouth as he's trying to catch his breathing time and licks the sticky ashen goo from his finger and goes back for more. He licks it all up like a proficient little slave.

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 up me the gape. It was incredible. Charles Herbert Best I've ever seen. His vivid red asshole was stretched and ripped near the top and he was dripping blood, cum, and shit down his leg. His impertinence were scarlet from the belting and the alcohol burning and his brand was as vivid as ever.

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

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