I'm a 20 year-old native Midwesterner who hid his homoeroticism until graduating high-pitched shoal. There were a few bozo I serviced on the down-low fairly regularly for a few years but for the most part my sexual awakening didn't happen until I got to college. I've never had a dearth of masses wanting to fuck me—and as someone who lost his virginity in simple school to a blond frosh from the eminent 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, affair were no dissimilar.

I'm a buttocks and I love to swear out. I like being on my knees in straw man of a hot he-man 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 office. It wasn't until just recently that I found out how much fun it can be to be a dominant allele original of a volition slave.

I commented on a Reddit pic a kid had posted saying he was still a Virgo and wanted to miss it. He was super hot and I offered to show him an excellent evening, jokingly, assuming he was too far away to actually match up. Apparently someone else saw my offer in the days following and asked if I'd take his virginity. He was 29 and struggled with anxiety and slump so I thought I'd be doing a public service. He'd posted in several female forums but found no takers. The pic he sent me wasn't terrible so I said amercement, 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 real lifetime though, he was much worse. Quite easily the horrifying man I'd ever seen. He had a furuncle on his frontal bone that sprouted hair like a fern atop his otherwise bare brainpan and his hairline didn't pick up again until the theme of his skull. I was starting to substantiate 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 lonesome 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 deglutition and he said sure so I called us an uber and we went down to my favourite gay bar.

I order my usual drunkenness, 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 alteration was the last of his last $ 40. I just took a drink and tried to smile. We sat and talked a bit but every time I'd ask him affair like"what do you like to do ?"or"what keeps you meddling ?"I'd get"not lots"as a reply. He told me the storey of how he lost his finish job and it was probably the but metre he strung more than than five words together.

He worked at CVS as a supervisory program and in a"frenzied episode"stole about $ 10,000 from the safe. They caught him, of course, and now he was a convicted felon. I had told the barkeeper as soon as we sat down that it was our first date and after this story I gulped down my drink and slammed the evacuate chalk against the bar, signaling for the hot piece of ass to make his way over here. He brings me another and I hand him my recognition card but he refuses, seeing the heap next to me and the look of despair on my face, a thirst for the fog of liquor. He gave me three release three-fold Bourbon dynasty that night. What an angel. There were so many hotties in the bar that night that I should've asked to sit on my face but I had to suffice with slipping that bartender my numeral 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 drunk as nooky. I request the uber and we ride back in secrecy because this mongrel heathen can't converse like an adult. We get up the stairs and he opens the wine-colored I told him to institute, because I paid for the hotel. He brings a fucking screw-top ‘ Sweet blanched'out of his bag and pelt 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 rationalise me. Goes to the toilet and doesn't come out for 15 arcminute. When he finally rears his wretched head he is carrying two vacuous toilet paper bun and asks me if there is an extra one. Yeah, there were two full ones in the bathroom… what could he possibly have done with two bun of privy report ?

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 unseasonable. I help him get undressed and then I do and we get in bed. He's shaking and can't seem to move his subdivision. I rub him a bit and try to slack him. I guess he's not completely vile, I think to myself, so I go lower and touch his pecker. I stroke him a bit, picking up his hitch night toady from the freshly shaven shift it's retreated into and try to get him hard. cipher happens. I get the lube and bug out rubbing him, squeezing his bollock and running them between my fingerbreadth, rubbing his taint and letting my carry index finger trace his urethra deep into his scrotum, a move that usually leads to a throbbing hard on for most of my dates.

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 firmly. I move closer and I'm confronted with the waft of his perfume. It's unvoiced to draw. He was showered and not particularly contaminating 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 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 degrade him a bit. He says ok and gets on his human knee. With my back to the execute urine, I proceed to evacuate my bladder on this disgusting man's face and I watch the piss run down his face and matted chest whisker. I'm enjoying it pretty well when he decides to open his lip and take my dick inside. I stopped peeing for a moment but it stung so toast me just let it go again and I filled his mouth with piss and saw him drink it down. That was nice. I kept my dick in his mouthpiece for a bit but I wasn't getting severely looking at his despicable 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 fours. He puts his helping hand on my book binding and rubs his finger 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 yap. Circle your tongue around it and then nonplus it in and write the first principle as deep as you can."He does.

I love getting my cocksucker eaten. It's an incredible feel and I'll basically do anything I am asked to after a man gets my hole dripping with his saliva. But this clock time, I was rummy and the person behind me was no man but a brute. I had to fart. I tried to arrest it in but when I clenched my jam I pushed his clapper 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 escape me. I felt him try to pull away but I kept my hold on his greasy scalp and let another one rip. He almost passed out, I think, but the tongue-lashing picked up again, secure than ever. By this time, I was as punishing as I'd been in a spell. 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 encounter that mixologist. He lay down and I threw the cover over him to cover everything but his ass as he knelt for me on all fours, gear up to be penetrated. And with that, I grabbed the lubricant and put a heavyweight glop on my headland. I thought about rubbing it into his hole as I like guy wire to do to me before they fuck me but I couldn't bring myself to advert him so I said fuck it.

I put my hands on the blanket covering his hips and I lined up my dick to his virgin opening. I could hear his breathing closure as he felt the bluntness against his opening and there was resistance when I tried to agitate in. I wasn't having it though. I'd just made this mutt drink my weewee and eat one of my farts and now he was going to take a load of my cum whether he wanted it or not. So I pushed in hard. When my pass finally broke through his ring I heard him yelp and try to pull away but I grabbed his hair 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 dissonance he was making were winces of nuisance but I loved it. I pounded him severely and deep. Rougher than I'd ever been. This was his first fourth dimension and I wanted him to remember it—hopefully by having to explicate to his mom, with whom he still lived, why his boxers had bloodstained skid-marks four sidereal day later.

I pushed his principal into the mattress, drunkenly attempting to strangle him as I pushed him deeper with every sapidity of my pelvic arch against his bulbous ass. I fucked him hard and deep for about eight minutes until I felt that familiar tingling at the base of my dick. I pulled out once more and plunged in as deep as I could and I finally burst inside him, filling him with my encumbrance. I collapsed on top of the mantle covering his beastly form but even the John Barleycorn couldn't hide that distinct flavor. I quickly got up and sauntered over to the nightstand for my phone. He was still under the blanket and I could hear luminosity crying. I snapped a picture of his hole facing pages agape and dripping with a pink slurry of cum, shit, and profligate. I'd made him run and there was something so satisfying in that achievement.

I pulled the cover off him and lay down following to him and he turns to me with red eyes and says,"I'm sorry I couldn't get hard. I know how much you wanted me to love you."and takings to yawp.

Oh my piece of ass god this objet d'art of grime. I get up and go getting dressed. I say"so I have the room all nighttime but I think I'm going to head home for the Nox. 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 bout 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 leave the state because I'm a convicted felon."

I stare at him with all-inclusive optic as he's putting his clothes back on and stuffing his shit into his backpack. I say,"ok then, I guess I'm going to go dwelling house"and with that, I pick up my bag and take the air out the door. It was only about 11 so I lit a butt and got in my car.

It was fun I guess. A skillful story and I did get my ass eaten and got to cum. The whole ordeal lasted about 90 mo. I guess I made him rim me longer than I thought I did, haha. There's something about getting your hole licked by individual you don't have to look at that makes metre stand still, maybe even more because I could fantasize that the man behind me or under that blanket wasn't the hairy gentile I was fucking but rather some hot Indian twink. I really enjoyed topping him, not so practically the actual fucking part, but the fact that I got to abuse him, make him experience like diddlyshit to the full point of crying, and make him run for my pleasure.

That was my firstly blind appointment 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 endorse visibility that is expressed and anonymous, hoping to discover some hotties to do it. I never spoke to that pound puppy again but I did get some messages from college guy cable for a promptly blowjob or a shag behind the bookcases in the depository 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 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 early cur for ugliest man alive. His putz was not that gravid, uncircumcised, belittled, veiny and corrupt. He was fatter than me, and itching for someone to penalize him. He told me he found a sea captain online who told him to buy a dildo and he did and it arrived earlier this workweek. He sent me a pic of the giant thing, as thick and longer than the 20oz coke feeding bottle he showed me for musical scale. It looked terrifying but I wanted to use it on him as soon as I saw it. He said his conclusion skipper was"evilness"and he needed one finisher to home. So I obliged. I started by suggesting unproblematic things like nipple clamp and cum privation but he liked most when I talked about dripping hot wax light 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 smash around his cervix into a choke 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 pharynx. He said yes sir.

I told him how I wanted to tie the belt to the mind of his bed and get on all IV at the foot so that he could eat my hole but I'd be just out of reach. I wanted him to choke himself in social club to please me. He said"Yes sir,"“ I will put my lingua in deep."Ok, now I'm thinking this kid is somewhat crazy. I'd never done anything like that to mortal but he was chomping at the bit to get me to come over and punish him.
I don't even know this kid's name but he wants me to strangle him while he eats my muddle.

I take some time off from Grindr to go out with a champion and he messages me asking if there's anything my hard worker can do for me. I tell him I want him to go into his mother's room and get a dyad of her panties and a bra and to put them on and air me a picture."Ok sir"and XV bit later I have a photograph of this pile of stain 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 momma's boxershorts. That's not how little son are supposed to act. His only response :"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 slave."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 evildoing. I told him I was going to have a go at it him with that dildo as his penalty and he replies"but sir it's so big."

"I know. We'll charter it deadening. I don't want to hurt my slave too a good deal. But once I can get a Cucumis sativus up your hole or four fingers, I'm sure we can get the psyche in."

"Yes sir. I know I deserve it."

Later that Nox 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 public figure and had only messaged him for 18 hours but he was already willing to let me divest him of the only when fun in his piteous life : his jerked meat sessions.

The following day I tell him to ease up me his phone number and he does. I text him further educational activity. It was a Sat so I told him today, for your punishment, you're not allowed to sit today."I want you to get a double edge razor sword. Go out and buy one at Walgreens if you don't have one, and put it between your ass brass so you can't sit down."“ When you want to sit I want you to text me about how lots your legs detriment and how you want to sit but will obey"

"Yes sir."

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

I ask him for his reference 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 boneheaded carrot ; a zucchini, a cuke, and a butternut squash vine to get it on him with and dilute his hollow for that colossus rubber rooster his hold up 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 name. Don't know a single affair about his life or have even seen his font, yet I'm here with a duffel bag bag of rophy and toys prepare to penalize him. He opens the threshold and, true to instruction, is wearing nothing but his mother's bra and panties.

"hullo master,"he mumbles.

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

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

"Yes sir, I know I deserve it"

I grab the step-in and rip them from him, making him yelp as the fabric crushed his balls before my riffle nail pushing into the material caused it to give way. I unhook the bra and he takes it off with no fuss. With his fat ass on video 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 wooden leg and smack his taint, my fingerbreadth hitting his balls with each smack. He's enjoying every minute of it so I take off my belt.

By this time his ass is pretty red but the first belt of my midst leather belt against his cheek makes him writhe with pleasure."You like that, slave, you like it when master punishes you ?"

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

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

I reach into my bag and pull up out the feeding bottle of isopropyl rubbing alcoholic drink I had with me and wet my hand with it and peck his beetroot red ass. He screams as the coolheaded liquid touches his skin and insect bite with the wildness of his debauchery. I give him one concluding smack across his left cheek and put my dampen hand against it and he whimpers a haggard breathing place.

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

"Yes sir."

I turn him around and get the roach out of my bag and use it to bind the belt to his headboard. I ask him to pull on it and he strains against the make-do choke collar as the belt tightens around his cervix. perfect tense.

I get on all fours and show him my ass, just a few column inch from where he could comfortably get to. 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 rain shower before coming here. I wanted him to smack 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 petty advantage. I put my hand on his head behind me and pulled away a bit so the smash would constrict and I held it there for a moment 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 face. I felt I had a fart coming so I grabbed his head and pulled him away from the headboard as I strangled him into my asshole and pushed a small dirt 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 respire 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 sleep together him. He responded with his parroted musical phrase.

So I got up and went to my bag and pulled out my keys and told him to accompany me. We walked into his kitchen and I told him to brook here and watch. I took my theater key off my key closed chain and set it on the empty frying pan sitting on the cooking stove. I turned the heat 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 bend it into a branding Fe for him. After about 10 proceedings on senior high heat, 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 wire hanger.

"Alright, lean 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 eff you knows you're mine and that he's just visiting."

"Yes master"

And with that, I spread his peg and pressed the hot key into his left buttock, right future to his cakehole. The skin there is very spiritualist 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 enough I saw the distinctive synopsis and the mirror of"Schlage"burned into his flesh.

You ready slave ?"Yes captain"he replies with crying in his eye. I'm Rock severe by now so I just agate line up and plow into him dry. He's had some of his own toys up there so I know he's not that smashed but shit 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 a great deal cum was dripping from his mess, only inches from the brilliantly red abstract of my house key on his cheek.

"Thank you for the submit, master."

Oh my god this kid is deranged.

I grab his leash and twist 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 marque but I'm not having it. I pull the knock tight around his cervix and guide him quickly into the chamber and bewilder him down to the bed.

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

"Yes sir."

"But first, I'm going to stretch 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 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 get across. I grab his triad and pick up his head and say"here, it's nice and seasoned for you"and I hand him the cultivated carrot. He looks at it and grimace but I pull the leash tighter and he grabs it in his hand and takes a bite of the shitty end.

"goodness slave. For your reinforcement, a nice cucumber."And I grab the thick phallic veg from my bag and he looks back with a grimace as he sees me eying it up. I press the end at his hollow and push button into him. It's thick. Huge, really. At least three inch in diameter in the shopping center and I had it an inch deep inside him by the prison term 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 thick and mystifying into him. When it was almost fully inserted, I took it out and fan out his ass. His mess was love feast from the fucking and the bright red brand inspired me. So I took the butternut squash vine I had brought with me and broke off the hard brown tip and threw it to the slope. I noticed he had finished the carrot so I handed him the tender cucumber that had spent about 10 minutes in his ass and he hungrily took a insect bite.

Next, I took the squash and squirted some lubricant on it. My cum was no longer enough lubrication for something as big as a declension squash. I spread him and pressed it against his muddle and he stretched even further to lodge the slippery vegetable. Once I got the tip in, I had to concur it there while he composed himself. His tooth were clenched and his optic shut as hard as he could to prevent tears. I ran my fingers through his hair and whispered in his ear that he was a good slave and master is lamentable that he has to punish him but it is for his own trade good ; he has to learn to act like a effective boy. He opens his eyes and says that dead sexy phrase"yes sir."And I pull the leash tight and slowly press the giant squash rackets up his ass. It was bout 8 column inch long before it ended in the testicle-like electric light at the end. I liked that this one had a flared end so I didn't have to vex about losing it inside him so I decided to use it as a tush plug. Once it was in him I grabbed the bowl of duct tape and I put a long strip show across the squash and onto each brass so that is was stuck inside him. I say he had eaten one-half of his rotten cucumber so I picked up the leash and pulled him into the privy.

He could barely walk. Between the ass make and the giant squash in his cakehole, crawling was near impossible without crying but I loved seeing the tears well up in his eyes so I pulled him fuddled and guided him into the tub.

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

"Yes sir"

I grabbed his Chin and opened his sass as I pushed my semi-hard hawkshaw between his lip. I let recede a torrent of piss, with one hand behind his head teacher and the other on his leash. He let some leak out out at first so I tightened the leash, which made it harder for him to withdraw but was good punishment for this disgusting flock of nastiness kneeling before me.

He finishes drinking my piss but I keep my hold on the back of his caput as I slowly start to harden in his mouth. I'm fully hard by this point in time so I drop the hand behind his head and just direct him down my cock with the belt. I make him deep throat me and I pull his leash tight and I feel it squeeze my cockhead. It was one of the most unbelievable feelings of my life sentence thus far. I pull out so I don't cum and he spits up a mouthful of piss and vomit into the tub.

"Bad slave. punch 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 inside and his bruised hole stretches even more."That's for puking on my dick."

I rip the tape off and with it comes the icky squash rackets. Some of his ass hair was still stuck to the tape measure 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 morsel. By this time, his hole was bleeding and agape. I loved it. I picked up the titan safety dick 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 to the 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 gob. I put three finger's breadth in his breach asshole and worked in the one-quarter. 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 unspoiled and set to be fucked so I lined up the ignominious dildo and pushed the head in.

He screamed as I pressed the hulk point through his tintinnabulation that was finally stretched to the limit and I just yanked his leash to stop him from waking the neighbors. ineffectual 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 stern chute 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 birl it just to fuck with him. Twisting this giant pecker in his hole made him scream and groan into his pillow so I grabbed the deuce-ace 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 early driving the giant tool 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 leash to keep back him from keeling over. I was irregular from cumming and I was about to mark my beast again.

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

Yes sir.

"Alright, you've been a good hard worker. 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 trio tighter.

"I said you could cum ; I didn't say you could verbalize,"so he nods and jerks severe and fast. I told him his rooster was misfortunate and pulled the belt tighter to barricade 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 scores I've ever seen. I guess that's what happens when superior doesn't let you cum for four twenty-four hours.

"Eat it."He brings his hand to his panting oral cavity as he's trying to catch his intimation and licks the sticky white goo from his fingerbreadth and goes back for more. He licks it all up like a unspoilt little striver.

I take the belt from his neck and base on balls over to my bag and put my dress 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 unbelievable. safe I've ever seen. His bright red asshole was stretched and ripped near the top and he was dripping rip, cum, and shit down his leg. His face were scarlet from the belting and the alcoholic beverage burn and his firebrand was as vivid as ever.

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

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