I'm a 20 year-old native Midwesterner who hid his gayness until graduating high school. There were a few guys I serviced on the down-low fairly regularly for a few old age but for the virtually contribution my intimate wakening didn't happen until I got to college. I've never had a shortage of multitude wanting to fuck me—and as mortal who lost his virginity in elementary schooltime to a blond frosh from the high school who needed to"practice"for her boyfriend—I've always just fell into sex and never really sought it out. Even when I made a Grindr profile, things were no unlike.

I'm a bottom and I love to serve. I like being on my knee joint in front of a hot stud who's horny and just looking to use me so he doesn't have to hitch off. I have fucked women but with men I found I liked the submissive theatrical role. It wasn't until just recently that I found out how practically fun it can be to be a dominant allele superior 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 super hot and I offered to demo him an excellent evening, jokingly, assuming he was too far away to actually adjoin up. Apparently someone else saw my whirl in the years following and asked if I'd withdraw his virginity. He was 29 and struggled with anxiety and Great Depression so I thought I'd be doing a world service. He'd posted in several female person forums but found no takers. The pic he sent me wasn't terrible so I said fine, tug up and I'll use my Marriott full point to get us a room.

I guess I didn't know what to expect. His pic was ugly—in real liveliness though, he was a lot worse. Quite easily the ugliest man I'd ever seen. He had a furuncle 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 actualise why he'd never been laid. Fat, bald, and unhygienic. He was also unemployed and not lots for conversation.

Before he left he texted me to ask if I was dressing up because the sole clothes he has are sweatshirts and blue jean. 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 darling gay bar.

I gild my common swallow, 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 live of his live on $ 40. I just took a drink and tried to smile. We sat and talked a bit but every time I'd ask him things 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 news report of how he lost his finish job and it was probably the just fourth dimension he strung more than five words together.

He worked at CVS as a executive program and in a"manic episode"stole about $ 10,000 from the safe. They caught him, of course of action, and now he was a convicted felon. I had told the bartender as soon as we sat down that it was our for the first time day of the month and after this report I gulped down my drink and slammed the empty-bellied chalk against the bar, signaling for the hot part of ass to make his way over here. He brings me another and I script him my credit plug-in but he refuses, seeing the heap next to me and the look of desperation on my case, a thirst for the fog of booze. He gave me three free double bourbons that Nox. What an angel. There were so many hotties in the bar that nighttime that I should've asked to sit on my expression but I had to serve with slipping that mixologist 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 wino as nooky. I request the uber and we ride back in silence because this mongrel heathen can't converse like an adult. We get upstairs and he opens the wine I told him to bring, because I paid for the hotel. He brings a roll in the hay screw-top ‘ sweet white'out of his bag and pours me a meth and hands it to me. I move over and pat the bed for him to get in. He sets his spyglass down on the nightstand and says excuse me. Goes to the toilet and doesn't come out for 15 moment. When he finally rears his ugly head he is carrying two empty toilet paper scroll and asks me if there is an supererogatory one. Yeah, there were two wide-cut ones in the bathroom… what could he possibly receive done with two bankroll of stool theme ?

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 better looking. Boy was I haywire. I help him get unclothe and then I do and we get in bed. He's shaking 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 refer his cock. I stroke him a bit, picking up his hitch night crawler from the freshly shaven sacking it's retreated into and try to get him heavy. nil happens. I get the lube and set out rubbing him, squeezing his globe and running them between my finger, rubbing his contamination and letting my extended index finger retrace his urethra deep into his scrotum, a move that usually leads to a throbbing hard on for most of my escort.

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 recollect I'm going to clobber his balls to see if that gets him hard. I move closer and I'm confronted with the streamer of his scent. It's difficult to describe. He was showered and not particularly dirty but he also just smelled of grease and grunge and there was no way I was getting anywhere near his body now. So I say,"let's go in the shower. That'd be pretty hot, don't you think ?"

We get in and I say I have to pee and out of nowhere I ask if he'd let me pass water on him. I'm not really into watersports at all but I guess I wanted to demean him a bit. He says ok and gets on his knees. With my back to the lean weewee, I proceed to empty my vesica on this disgusting man's face and I watch the water run down his cheeks and matted chest of drawers hair's-breadth. I'm enjoying it pretty well when he decides to open up his mouth and take my peter inside. I stopped peeing for a 2d but it stung so drunk me just let it go again and I filled his mouth with pee and saw him drink it down. That was nice. I kept my dick in his oral fissure for a bit but I wasn't getting intemperate 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 mannerism and raise my ass to him as I sit exposed on all quatern. He puts his hand on my spine and rubs his fingers down my crevice. 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 ? slug my cakehole. Circle your glossa around it and then stick it in and write the ABCs as late as you can."He does.

I love getting my asshole eaten. It's an incredible feeling and I'll basically do anything I am asked to after a man gets my trap dripping with his spit. But this time, I was rummy and the somebody behind me was no man but a beast. 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 school principal, pulling him in closer to me, and I released.

I heard him gag as I let the gas safety valve me. I felt him try to force away but I kept my appreciation on his greasy scalp and let another one rip. He almost passed out, I think, but the scolding picked up again, stronger than ever. By this time, I was as unvoiced 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 backbreaking and I was having too much 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 mantle over him to embrace everything but his ass as he knelt for me on all quartet, ready to be penetrated. And with that, I grabbed the lube and put a giant glop on my head. I thought about rubbing it into his trap as I like guys to do to me before they fuck me but I couldn't bring myself to partake him so I said roll in the hay it.

I put my hands on the blanket covering his rose hip and I lined up my cock to his virgin opening. I could hear his breathing stop as he felt the dullness against his opening and there was resistance when I tried to tug in. I wasn't having it though. I'd just made this mongrel drink my water and eat one of my farts and now he was going to call for a cargo of my cum whether he wanted it or not. So I pushed in hard. When my head finally broke through his gang I heard him yelp and try to deplume away but I grabbed his haircloth through the blanket and pulled him back against me. I pulled his brain up so that his back arched as I pulled out and sunk back in again. The interference he was making were flinch of pain in the neck but I loved it. I pounded him intemperately and mystifying. boisterous than I'd ever been. This was his first time and I wanted him to think it—hopefully by having to excuse to his mom, with whom he still lived, why his boxers had bloodstained skid-marks four twenty-four hour period later.

I pushed his heading into the mattress, drunkenly attempting to suffocate him as I pushed him deeper with every relish of my renal pelvis against his bellied ass. I fucked him hard and late for about eight minutes until I felt that comrade 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 load. I collapsed on top of the cover covering his beastly form but even the spirits couldn't pelt that distinguishable smell. I quickly got up and sauntered over to the nightstand for my earphone. He was still under the blanket and I could get wind short crying. I snapped a picture of his hole facing pages love feast and dripping with a pinkish slurry of cum, shit, and lineage. I'd made him leech and there was something so satisfying in that accomplishment.

I pulled the blanket off him and lay down following to him and he turns to me with red eye and says,"I'm sorry I couldn't get hard. I know how very much you wanted me to fuck you."and yield to bawl.

Oh my fucking 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 manoeuver home for the Night. You're welcome to remain 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 worry 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 entrust the state because I'm a convicted felon."

I stare at him with all-inclusive centre as he's putting his apparel back on and stuffing his cocksucker into his backpack. I say,"ok then, I guess I'm going to go home"and with that, I pick up my bag and walk 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 whole ordeal lasted about 90 minutes. I guess I made him rim me tenacious than I thought I did, haha. There's something about getting your muddle licked by someone you don't have to see at that makes time rack still, maybe even more because I could fantasy that the man behind me or under that blanket wasn't the hairy heathen I was fucking but rather some hot Indian twink. I really enjoyed topping him, not so a great deal the real piece of ass part, but the fact that I got to maltreat him, make him feel like tinker's damn to the spot of yell, and make him run for my pleasance.

That was my first blind particular date and about a month ago. Just after that I downloaded Grindr but wasn't finding anyone who was worthwhile. I finally said ok, I'll make a second profile that is explicit and anon., hoping to find some hotties to sleep together. I never spoke to that pound puppy again but I did get some messages from college guys for a quickly blowjob or a ass behind the bookcases in the library during midterm examination. That is, until I got a message from Chubby 24. This kid was messed up.

He tells me he's into all sorts of stuff and ilk to be kinky. I'm intrigued so I ask how he likes to trifle. He's into penalization. I think he phrased it as,"I know I deserve it sometimes."The picture he sent me wasn't a human face but from what I could see he wasn't far behind the other mutt for ugliest man alive. His cock was not that great, uncircumcised, small, veiny and curve. He was fatter than me, and itching for someone to punish him. He told me he found a original online who told him to buy a dildo and he did and it arrived earlier this week. He sent me a pic of the hulk 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"immorality"and he needed one closer to dwelling house. So I obliged. I started by suggesting simple things like teat clamp and cum want but he liked about 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 neck into a choke leash so I could walk him around like the dog he is and when he was being naughty I'd puff it tight around his throat. He said yes sir.

I told him how I wanted to tie the belt to the head of his bed and get on all quadruplet at the fundament so that he could eat my hole but I'd be just out of reach. I wanted him to suffocate himself in gild to delight me. He said"Yes sir,"“ I will put my tongue in deep."Ok, now I'm thinking this kid is pretty crazy. I'd never done anything like that to person but he was chomping at the bit to get me to come over and penalize him.
I don't even know this kid's name but he wants me to smother him while he eats my hole.

I take some clock 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 distich of her panties and a bra and to put them on and send me a characterisation."Ok sir"and fifteen hour later I have a film of this cumulation of filth overfilling his mother's B cups. I commend him for sending me the depiction. But I tell him he needs to be punished for going through mommy's underdrawers. 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 sword 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 step-in 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 involve it slow. I don't want to smart my buckle down too very much. But once I can get a cucumber up your trap or four fingers, I'm sure we can get the head 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 license first, from now on."

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

The future day I tell him to give me his sound number and he does. I text him further instructions. 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 sharpness razor 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 much your legs detriment and how you want to sit but will obey"

"Yes sir."

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

I ask him for his destination and tell him I'll be there soon. I have to go shopping for some toys though. I stop at the foodstuff store and buy a thick carrot ; a courgette, a cuke, and a butternut squash to sleep with him with and stretch along his gob for that giant rubber hammer his terminal master copy made him buy.

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When I arrive at his business firm, I ring the Vanessa 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-time or deliver even seen his face, yet I'm here with a duffel bag of rope and toys ready to punish him. He opens the room access and, dependable to direction, is wearing nothing but his mother's bra and step-in.

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

"Speak up, break one's back. If you're going to spill to me do it forcefully. Godhead knows I'm going to penalise you forcefully."He says yes sir and we walk inside. drive me to his room and I set down the toilsome bag with a thud and watch over his oculus fixate on it.

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

"Yes sir, I know I deserve it"

I grab the panties and rip them from him, making him yap as the textile crushed his balls before my pollex nail pushing into the stuff caused it to give way. I unhook the bra and he takes it off with no fuss. With his fat ass on display I start the verbal degradation. I smack his ass knockout and tell him how fat he is, how ugly he is and I spread his leg and smell his contamination, my fingers hitting his balls with each smooch. He's enjoying every minute of it so I take off my bash.

By this meter his ass is pretty red but the first whack of my thick leather belt against his brass makes him wrestle with pleasance."You like that, knuckle down, you like it when headmaster punishes you ?"

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

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

I reach into my bag and pull in out the bottleful of isopropyl rubbing alcohol I had with me and wet my hired man with it and smell his beet red ass. He screams as the cool liquid touches his pelt and insect bite with the fury of his bacchanalia. I give him one terminal smack across his left brass and put my damp hand against it and he whimpers a haggard breath.

"Alright slave, it's time for you to please me,"as I wrap the rap around his cervix and pull it fast, 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 belt to his headboard. I ask him to get out on it and he strains against the makeshift choke neckband as the bash tightens around his cervix. Perfect.

I get on all fours and show him my ass, just a few inches from where he could comfortably hit. 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 exhibitor before coming here. I wanted him to try out me born, to solve the day-old blue funk from my dingy hole. I decided to back up into him a bit and boy did he delight that short reward. I put my paw on his mind behind me and pulled away a bit so the belt would contract and I held it there for a 2d 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 gob. 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 wind coming so I grabbed his top dog and pulled him away from the headboard as I strangled him into my mother fucker and pushed a belittled turd from my ass into his thirsty mouth. I didn't let up until I was sure he had chewed and swallowed it all. I pushed him back a little so he could catch one's breath 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 payoff : I was going to have it off him. He responded with his parroted phrase.

So I got up and went to my bag and pulled out my Francis Scott Key and told him to adopt me. We walked into his kitchen and I told him to stand here and watch. I took my home key off my key doughnut and set it on the evacuate frying pan sitting on the kitchen stove. I turned the heating plant on gamy 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 coating hanger and twist it into a branding iron for him. After about 10 minutes on high high temperature, the pan is smoking and the key is as hot as it needs to be. I pick it up with tongs and put it on the end of the wire hanger.

"Alright, lean over the mesa. I'm going to brand your ass with my planetary house key so you know I'm always allowed in and so every man who wants to eff you make love 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 left cheek, mighty next to his gob. The skin there is very sensitive and he screamed as I pressed the hot key against him. Tried to pull away but I pushed harder. After about ten sec I pulled it away and certainly enough I saw the distinctive outline and the mirror of"Schlage"burned into his flesh.

You ready knuckle down ?"Yes captain"he replies with tears in his eyes. I'm rock 'n' roll punishing by now so I just line up and cover into him dry. He's had some of his own toys up there so I know he's not that close but damn did his ass flavor nice. Maybe it was knowing it was mine. I fucked him right into his mother's kitchen tabular array and breed his ass right there. When I pulled out I saw how much cum was dripping from his hole, only inches from the smart red abstract of my house key on his brass.

"Thank you for the present, master."

Oh my god this kid is deranged.

I grab his leash and pull him up. He winces as his ass cheek jot together and I see him shuffle slowly as he tries to foreclose his ass from chafing against the brand but I'm not having it. I pull the knock tight around his neck and guide him quickly into the sleeping room 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 colossus dick, your punishment for making master wait at the door."

"Yes sir."

"But first, I'm going to dilute you with these veggie and after, I want you to eat them."

Yes master.

I picked up the carrot. Not Brobdingnagian 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 Daucus carota sativa. I spun it around and heard him moan as it graced his prostate. He was feeling pleasure from my penalisation 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 plow. I grab his leash and plunk up his head and say"here, it's overnice and seasoned for you"and I paw him the carrot. He looks at it and face but I pull the leash tighter and he grabs it in his script and takes a morsel of the lousy end.

"commodity hard worker. For your payoff, 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 golf hole and push into him. It's midst. Huge, really. At least three in in diam in the center of attention and I had it an inch deep inside him by the sentence 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 squirm into the bed as I pressed it deeper and deeper into him. When it was almost fully inserted, I took it out and broadcast his ass. His hole was agape from the roll in the hay and the bright red brand inspired me. So I took the Juglans cinerea squash I had brought with me and broke off the hard brownness tip and threw it to the slope. I noticed he had finished the carrot so I handed him the strong cucumber that had spent about 10 minutes in his ass and he hungrily took a bite.

Next, I took the squash and squirted some lube on it. My cum was no longer adequate lubrication for something as big as a fall squash. I spread him and pressed it against his fix and he stretched even further to accommodate the slippery vegetable. Once I got the tip in, I had to retain it there while he composed himself. His teeth were clenched and his eyes shut as severe as he could to prevent tears. I ran my fingers through his hairsbreadth and whispered in his ear that he was a good slave and headmaster is sorry that he has to punish him but it is for his own commodity ; he has to learn to deport like a good boy. He opens his eyes and says that dead aphrodisiac phrase"yes sir."And I pull the trey tight and slowly entreat the giant squash up his ass. It was bout 8 inch long before it ended in the testicle-like lightbulb at the end. I liked that this one had a burst out end so I didn't have to worry about losing it inside him so I decided to use it as a rear plug. Once it was in him I grabbed the rolling of channel tape and I put a long flight strip across the squash and onto each nerve so that is was stuck inside him. I say he had eaten half of his icky cucumber so I picked up the trine and pulled him into the bathroom.

He could barely take the air. Between the ass brand and the titan squash in his golf hole, crawling was near inconceivable without crying but I loved seeing the split well up in his center so I pulled him cockeyed and guided him into the tub.

I said to him"schoolmaster has to pee and you're going to booze it."

"Yes sir"

I grabbed his chin and opened his mouth as I pushed my semi-hard dick between his brim. I let lose a cloudburst of piddle, with one bridge player behind his top dog and the former on his deuce-ace. He let some leak out out at first so I tightened the leash, which made it harder for him to unsay but was good punishment for this disgusting mound of filth kneeling before me.

He finishes drinking my piss but I keep my hold on the rachis of his head as I slowly start to inure in his mouth. I'm fully toilsome by this point so I drop the hand behind his head and just guide him down my peter with the belt. I make him deep throat me and I pull his deuce-ace tight and I feel it hale my cockhead. It was one of the most incredible feeling of my life history thus far. I pull out so I don't cum and he spits up a taste of piss and puke into the tub.

"Bad slave. Lick 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 bruised kettle of fish 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 but I ripped it off and handed him the squash and said"remember ma said always eat your vegetables."

"Yes sir"and he took a bite. By this prison term, his hole was bleeding and agape. I loved it. I picked up the gargantuan rubber shaft 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 penalization.
"Yes sir,"he said with a backtalk wax of shit-stained squash.

I put some more lubricating substance on the hammer and then more in his jam. I put three finger's breadth in his gaped asshole and worked in the fourth. I have big hands. I tried to also get my quarter round in but I couldn't get the metacarpophalangeal joint in so I could properly first him. I figured he was thoroughly and ready to be fucked so I lined up the black dildo and pushed the head in.

He screamed as I pressed the giant star fountainhead through his ring that was finally stretched to the limit and I just yanked his leash to end him from waking the neighbor. unable to breathe, he was also unable to yell and I pressed it into him abstruse. This thing was 16 column inch long. No way I'd get the wholly thing up his poop chute but I was determined to get near 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 fuck with him. Twisting this behemoth cock in his hole made him scream and moan into his pillow so I grabbed the trio and picked him up and turned him around and pressed his rima oris to my cock. I fucked his throat while I had one hand on his leash and the former driving the giant prick 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 nous 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 him from keeling over. I was mo from cumming and I was about to mark my beast again.

"Here it comes buckle down"and I unleashed four buddy-buddy ropes of cum across his nerve. He tried to figure out it off but I stopped him."NO."“ Let it dry. I want you to smell out me whenever you breathe. And no showering until you ask me."

Yes sir.

"Alright, you've been a honorable slave. You may cum."He grabs his tool 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 let the cat out of the bag,"so he nods and jerks tough and fasting. I told him his cock was pitiful and pulled the smash 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 big slews I've ever seen. I guess that's what happens when master doesn't let you cum for four days.

"Eat it."He brings his manus to his panting mouth as he's trying to catch his breath and licks the sticky Andrew D. White goo from his fingers and goes back for more. He licks it all up like a undecomposed little slave.

I take the bang from his neck and paseo over to my bag and put my clothes back on. He gets up and pulls the dildo from his ass and I tell him to bed over and show me the gape. It was unbelievable. Best I've ever seen. His brightly red asshole was stretched and ripped near the top and he was dripping rakehell, cum, and shit down his leg. His brass were scarlet from the belting and the alcohol burn and his brand was as vivid as ever.

"Alright, slave, I think it's prison term for overlord to go home."He pleads with me not to leave but I packed my affair and left him in his parent's business firm. 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 domicile. We'll see what he says tomorrow .