I'm a 20 year-old native Midwesterner who hid his homosexuality until graduating high school. There were a few guys I serviced on the down-low fairly regularly for a few eld but for the to the highest degree percentage my sexual awakening didn't happen until I got to college. I've never had a shortfall of people wanting to have it away me—and as soul who lost his virginity in simple school to a blond frosh from the high school day 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 knees in front of a hot stud who's horny and just looking to use me so he doesn't have to jerk off. I have fucked women but with men I found I liked the submissive role. It wasn't until just recently that I found out how a great deal fun it can be to be a dominant schoolmaster 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 show him an excellent eventide, jokingly, assuming he was too far away to actually receive up. Apparently someone else saw my pass in the days following and asked if I'd take his virginity. He was 29 and struggled with anxiety and depression so I thought I'd be doing a public avail. He'd posted in several distaff forum but found no takers. The pic he sent me wasn't terrible so I said delicately, drive up and I'll use my Marriott decimal point to get us a room.

I guess I didn't know what to anticipate. His pic was ugly—in real lifespan though, he was a great deal defective. Quite easily the horrifying man I'd ever seen. He had a boiling point on his brow that sprouted hair like a fern atop his otherwise bare brainpan and his hairline didn't choice up again until the substructure of his skull. I was starting to realize why he'd never been laid. Fat, bald, and unhygienic. He was also unemployed and not much for conversation.

Before he left he texted me to ask if I was dressing up because the only clothes he has are sweatshirts and jeans. I joked something about being bare when it mattered anyway and he arrived two time of day later. I asked if he wanted a drunkenness and he said certainly so I called us an uber and we went down to my favourite gay bar.

I order 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 variety back in his wallet he says that $ 26 in alteration was the last of his in conclusion $ 40. I just took a drinkable 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 busy ?"I'd get"not much"as a response. He told me the fib of how he lost his last-place job and it was probably the simply prison term he strung to a greater extent 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, and now he was a convicted felon. I had told the bartender as soon as we sat down that it was our first day of the month and after this story I gulped down my drink and slammed the empty methamphetamine against the bar, signaling for the hot piece of ass to make his way over here. He brings me another and I hired hand him my credit scorecard but he refuses, seeing the heap succeeding to me and the face of desperation on my face, a thirstiness for the fog of booze. He gave me three gratis threefold bourbons that nighttime. What an angel. There were so many hotties in the bar that night that I should've asked to sit on my font but I had to suffice with slipping that bartender my identification number and dealing with this disgrace.

I was pretty sloshed and this guy turns to me and says,"I'm getting pretty tired"( it was 10:30 pm ). Ok. Let's go back to the hotel. Whatever. I'm sot as piece of ass. 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 fucking screw-top ‘ sweet Edward Douglas White Jr.'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 relieve me. Goes to the bathroom and doesn't come out for 15 instant. When he finally rears his ugly head he is carrying two empty toilet paper rolls 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 curlicue of toilet composition ?

I was pretty drunk but I look at him now and call up he's maybe not so bad. Maybe if I get him out of those unflattering apparel he'll be adept looking. Boy was I wrong. I help him get undressed and then I do and we get in bed. He's shaking and can't seem to incite his arms. I rub him a bit and try to unlax him. I guess he's not completely vile, I think to myself, so I go lower and touch his putz. I stroke him a bit, picking up his limp night nightwalker from the freshly shaven sack it's retreated into and try to get him heavily. Nothing happens. I get the lubricant and start rubbing him, squeezing his lump and running them between my digit, rubbing his taint and letting my stretch index fingerbreadth trace his urethra trench into his scrotum, a relocation that usually leads to a throbbing hard on for about 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 testis to see if that gets him backbreaking. I move closer and I'm confronted with the streamer of his perfume. It's backbreaking to describe. He was showered and not particularly colly but he also just smelled of grunge and dirt 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 urinate on him. I'm not really into watersports at all but I guess I wanted to degrade him a bit. He says ok and gets on his knees. With my backrest to the running urine, I proceed to empty my bladder on this disgusting man's look and I watch the piss run down his buttock and matted chest hair. I'm enjoying it pretty well when he decides to open his mouth and postulate my dick inside. I stopped peeing for a second but it stung so drunk me just let it go again and I filled his mouth with puddle and saw him fuddle it down. That was dainty. I kept my pecker in his sassing for a bit but I wasn't getting unvoiced looking at his ugly brass 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 recruit my ass to him as I sit exposed on all quadruplet. He puts his hand on my book binding and fret his digit 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 hole. encircle your tongue around it and then stick it in and write the alphabet as cryptical as you can."He does.

I love getting my shit 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 clip, I was drunk and the somebody behind me was no man but a beast. I had to fart. I tried to hold it in but when I clenched my kettle of fish I pushed his lingua out. So I reached behind me and put my hired hand on his head, pulling him in finisher to me, and I released.

I heard him gag as I let the gas evasion me. I felt him try to draw 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, unassailable than ever. By this sentence, I was as severe 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 heavy and I was having too much fun degrading him so I decided I'd fuck him then go back to the bar to line up that barkeep. He lay down and I threw the blanket over him to cut through everything but his ass as he knelt for me on all fours, ready to be penetrated. And with that, I grabbed the lube and put a colossus glop on my head. 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 touch him so I said screw it.

I put my hands on the mantle covering his hips and I lined up my turncock to his Virgin possible action. I could listen his breathing stopover as he felt the bluntness against his opening and there was ohmic resistance when I tried to push in. I wasn't having it though. I'd just made this mutt tope my piddle and eat one of my farting 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 head finally broke through his ring I heard him yelp and try to pull away but I grabbed his haircloth through the blanket and pulled him back against me. I pulled his head up so that his back arched as I pulled out and sunk back in again. The noise he was making were winces of bother but I loved it. I pounded him surd and rich. approximate than I'd ever been. This was his maiden time and I wanted him to remember it—hopefully by having to explain to his mom, with whom he still lived, why his boxers had bloodstained skid-marks four days later.

I pushed his headway into the mattress, drunkenly attempting to suffocate him as I pushed him deeper with every nip of my pelvic arch against his bulbous ass. I fucked him knockout and rich for about eight arcminute until I felt that associate tingle at the bag of my gumshoe. I pulled out once more and plunged in as deeply as I could and I finally burst inside him, filling him with my loading. I collapsed on top of the blanket covering his beastly form but even the booze couldn't fell that distinct spirit. I quickly got up and sauntered over to the nightstand for my phone. He was still under the blanket and I could hear light crying. I snapped a photo of his mess counterpane love feast and dripping with a pink slurry of cum, shit, and blood. I'd made him phlebotomise and there was something so satisfying in that accomplishment.

I pulled the blanket off him and lay down next to him and he turns to me with red optic and says,"I'm sorry I couldn't get firmly. I know how a good deal you wanted me to love you."and proceeds to bawl.

Oh my fucking god this piece of skank. 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 base for the dark. You're welcome to persist if you don't want to drive back tonight."

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

"You probably shouldn't drive if you're distraught,"I say with whatever business 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 panoptic eyes as he's putting his clothes back on and stuffing his bull into his backpack. I say,"ok then, I guess I'm going to go abode"and with that, I pick up my bag and walk out the threshold. It was only about 11 so I lit a butt and got in my car.

It was fun I guess. A prissy fib and I did get my ass eaten and got to cum. The all ordeal lasted about 90 minutes. I guess I made him rim me long than I thought I did, haha. There's something about getting your kettle of fish licked by individual you don't have to look at that makes clock time stand still, maybe even more because I could fantasize that the man behind me or under that blanket wasn't the hairy pagan I was fucking but rather some hot Amerind twink. I really enjoyed topping him, not so a lot the literal fucking division, but the fact that I got to abuse him, make him sense like bull to the point of crying, and make him bleed for my delight.

That was my number 1 screen 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 second profile that is explicit and anonymous, hoping to find some hotties to fuck. I never spoke to that pound puppy again but I did get some message from college guy cable for a quick cock sucking or a fuck behind the bookcases in the library during midterm. That is, until I got a subject matter from Chubby 24. This kid was messed up.

He tells me he's into all form of clobber and likes to be kinky. I'm intrigued so I ask how he likes to spiel. He's into punishment. I think he phrased it as,"I know I deserve it sometimes."The picture he sent me wasn't a grimace but from what I could see he wasn't far behind the other bastard for ugliest man live. His hammer was not that great, uncircumcised, pocket-size, 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 hebdomad. He sent me a pic of the giant matter, as midst and prospicient than the 20oz coke feeding bottle he showed me for scale. It looked terrifying but I wanted to use it on him as soon as I saw it. He said his last passkey was"wickedness"and he needed one closer to dwelling house. So I obliged. I started by suggesting elementary things like mamilla clamps and cum deprivation but he liked near when I talked about dripping hot candela 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 collar so I could walk him around like the dog he is and when he was being juicy I'd clout it tight around his throat. He said yes sir.

I told him how I wanted to tie the whang to the school principal of his bed and get on all fours at the groundwork so that he could eat my hole but I'd be just out of stretch. I wanted him to choke himself in decree to please me. He said"Yes sir,"“ I will put my clapper in deep."Ok, now I'm thinking this kid is reasonably nutcase. I'd never done anything like that to someone but he was chomping at the bit to get me to come over and punish him.
I don't even know this kid's name but he wants me to smother him while he eats my muddle.

I take some time off from Grindr to go out with a friend and he messages me asking if there's anything my hard worker can do for me. I tell him I want him to go into his female parent's elbow room and get a pair of her panties and a bra and to put them on and send me a characterisation."Ok sir"and fifteen proceedings later I have a pic of this megabucks of filth overfilling his mother's B cups. I commend him for sending me the impression. But I tell him he needs to be punished for going through mom's shorts. That's not how short male child are supposed to act. His only when reply :"yes sir"“ how"

So I tell him how I want to brand him before I fuck him so that he knows he's mine and that everyone who fucks him after will get laid he's my striver."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 bang him with that dildo as his punishment and he replies"but sir it's so big."

"I know. We'll guide it dim. I don't want to bruise my slave too much. But once I can get a Cucumis sativus up your golf hole or four fingerbreadth, I'm trusted we can get the read/write head in."

"Yes sir. I know I deserve it."

Later that dark 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 epithet 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 biography : his jerking sessions.

The following day I tell him to give me his telephone set routine and he does. I text him encourage statement. 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 two-base hit bound razor sword. Go out and buy one at Walgreens if you don't have one, and put it between your ass cheek so you can't sit down."“ When you want to sit I want you to text me about how much your peg hurt and how you want to sit but will obey"

"Yes sir."

Now it's Sunday so I message him with terminal statement.

I ask him for his speech and tell him I'll be there soon. I have to go shopping for some toy dog though. I stop at the market store and buy a thickset cultivated carrot ; a courgette, a cucumber, and a Juglans cinerea squash to do it him with and stretch his hole for that giant rubber cock his utmost superior made him buy.

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When I arrive at his menage, I ring the buzzer and he asks who it is. I realize I don't know this kid's epithet. Don't know a single matter about his life or bear even seen his face, yet I'm here with a duffel bag of roofy and toys ready to punish him. He opens the door and, true up to education, is wearing nothing but his female parent's bra and panties.

"Hello headmaster,"he mumbles.

"Speak up, buckle down. If you're going to lecture to me do it forcefully. overlord knows I'm going to punish you forcefully."He says yes sir and we walk inside. submit me to his elbow room and I set down the weighty bag with a thud and keep an eye on his optic fixate on it.

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

"Yes sir, I know I deserve it"

I grab the scanty and rip them from him, making him yelp as the framework crushed his balls before my thumb complete pushing into the material caused it to present way. I unhook the bra and he takes it off with no tizzy. With his fat ass on display I start the verbal abasement. I smack his ass hard and assure him how fat he is, how ugly he is and I spread his legs and taste his taint, my finger hitting his egg with each smack. He's enjoying every bit of it so I take off my belt.

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

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

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

I reach into my bag and overstretch out the bottle of isopropyl rubbing alcohol I had with me and wet my hired man with it and taste his beet red ass. He screams as the cool liquid touches his skin and pang with the fury of his saturnalia. I give him one cobbler's last smack across his impart 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 belt around his neck and pull out it sloshed, lifting him off the mattress.

"Yes sir."

I turn him around and get the circle out of my bag and use it to attach the knock to his headboard. I ask him to pull out on it and he strains against the stopgap choke collar as the belt tightens around his neck. Perfect.

I get on all 4 and show him my ass, just a few inches from where he could comfortably extend 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 shower before coming here. I wanted him to savour me natural, to lick the day-old funk from my dirty hole. I decided to back up into him a bit and boy did he enjoy that picayune payoff. I put my hand on his head teacher behind me and pulled away a bit so the belt would constrict and I held it there for a second while he licked me furiously. I wasn't hearing him breathe after 45 indorsement so I backed up and he gasped for air, but I held him close to my fix. 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 fart coming so I grabbed his headspring and pulled him away from the headboard as I strangled him into my asshole and pushed a pocket-sized turd from my ass into his thirsty lip. 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 reinforcement : I was going to fuck him. He responded with his parroted phrasal idiom.

So I got up and went to my bag and pulled out my key and told him to come after me. We walked into his kitchen and I told him to stick out here and check. I took my house key off my key doughnut and set it on the empty sauteing pan sitting on the stove. I turned the heat on high and told him to go in my bag and get the coating hanger I brought with.

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

"Alright, inclination over the table. I'm going to brand name your ass with my house key so you know I'm always allowed in and so every man who wants to fuck you know 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, right succeeding to his hole. 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 seconds I pulled it away and sure as shooting adequate I saw the distinctive outline and the mirror of"Schlage"burned into his anatomy.

You ready buckle down ?"Yes original"he replies with tears in his centre. I'm rock and roll operose 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 tactile property nice. Maybe it was knowing it was mine. I fucked him right into his mother's kitchen table and breed his ass right there. When I pulled out I saw how very much cum was dripping from his hollow, only inches from the bright red outline of my business firm key on his impertinence.

"Thank you for the present, master."

Oh my god this kid is deranged.

I grab his trine and pull him up. He winces as his ass cheeks tinge together and I see him shuffle slowly as he tries to prevent his ass from chafing against the make but I'm not having it. I pull the belt tight around his neck and guide him quickly into the bedroom and throw him down to the bed.

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

"Yes sir."

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

Yes master.

I picked up the cultivated 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 jam against the cone shape 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 treat. I grab his 3 and pick up his pass and say"here, it's nice and seasoned for you"and I hand him the carrot. He looks at it and face but I pull the 3 tighter and he grabs it in his hand and takes a bite of the shitty end.

"commodity hard worker. For your payoff, a skillful cucumber."And I grab the thick phallic veggie from my bag and he looks back with a grimace as he sees me eying it up. I press the end at his mess and energy into him. It's midst. Huge, really. At least three in in diameter in the center and I had it an edge abstruse 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 yap stretched further than any man's should as I watched him writhe into the bed as I pressed it deeper and recondite into him. When it was almost fully inserted, I took it out and fan out his ass. His hole was agape love from the fucking and the bright red trade name inspired me. So I took the Juglans cinerea squash I had brought with me and broke off the hard brown tip and threw it to the side. I noticed he had finished the cultivated carrot so I handed him the warm 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 plenty lubrication for something as big as a fall squash rackets. I spread him and pressed it against his mess and he stretched even further to suit the slippery veg. Once I got the tip in, I had to hold it there while he composed himself. His dentition were clenched and his oculus shut as concentrated as he could to prevent tears. I ran my fingers through his tomentum and whispered in his ear that he was a right slave and master is sorry that he has to punish him but it is for his own commodity ; he has to learn to behave like a unspoilt boy. He opens his optic and says that dead aphrodisiacal musical phrase"yes sir."And I pull the leash tight and slowly adjure the whale squash racquets up his ass. It was bout 8 in long before it ended in the testicle-like light bulb at the end. I liked that this one had a burn up end so I didn't have to worry about losing it inside him so I decided to use it as a hindquarters ballyhoo. Once it was in him I grabbed the roll of duct tape and I put a hanker strip across the squash racquets and onto each cheek so that is was stuck inside him. I say he had eaten half of his shitty cucumber vine so I picked up the leash and pulled him into the can.

He could barely walk. Between the ass brand name and the giant squash in his hole, crawling was near impossible without crying but I loved seeing the tears well up in his centre so I pulled him tighter and guided him into the tub.

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

"Yes sir"

I grabbed his mentum and opened his lip as I pushed my semi-hard dick between his lip. I let drop off a torrent of piss, with one hand behind his head and the other on his tether. He let some leak out at first so I tightened the leash, which made it harder for him to swallow but was full penalty for this disgusting pile of dirt kneeling before me.

He finishes drinking my piss but I keep my hold on the binding of his oral sex as I slowly start to harden in his mouthpiece. I'm fully hard by this point so I drop the mitt behind his read/write head and just guide him down my cock with the belt. I make him bass throat me and I pull his troika tight and I feel it squeeze my cockhead. It was one of the most incredible tactual sensation of my living 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 floor of the tub when I've tired of watching him do that. I take him to the bed and I throw him to the mattress and he lands ass first so the squash inside him smashes into his inside and his bruised hole 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 haircloth was still stuck to the tape measure but I ripped it off and handed him the squash and said"remember mammy said always eat your vegetables."

"Yes sir"and he took a bite. By this time, his jam was bleeding and agape love. I loved it. I picked up the giant galosh 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 striver and needed a total penalty.
"Yes sir,"he said with a mouth broad of shit-stained squash rackets.

I put some more lube on the rooster and then more in his hole. I put three digit in his gaped bunghole and worked in the one-quarter. I have big bridge player. 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 word in.

He screamed as I pressed the giant star top dog through his ring that was finally stretched to the limit and I just yanked his tierce to hold back him from waking the neighbor. unable to respire, he was also ineffectual to yell and I pressed it into him deeper. This matter was 16 in long. No way I'd get the unhurt matter up his low-down chute but I was determined to get nearly of it. I let him down a bit once I was inside about half way and I just held it there until I decided to spin it just to fuck with him. Twisting this giant dick in his trap made him scream and moan into his pillow so I grabbed the deuce-ace and picked him up and turned him around and pressed his lip to my stopcock. I fucked his throat while I had one manus on his leash and the other driving the whale peter 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 promontory down as I jerked above him. I watched as the balance of the dildo slid into his ass as I pushed him down and I pulled the tercet to sustain him from keeling over. I was seconds from cumming and I was about to notice my wolf again.

"Here it comes slave"and I unleashed four stocky ropes of cum across his nerve. 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 honorable striver. You may cum."He grabs his hammer and starts jerking furiously.

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

"I said you could cum ; I didn't say you could verbalize,"so he nods and jerks surd and fasting. 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 wooden leg go rigid and he pulls back against the belt so I let go right as he covers himself in cum. One of the self-aggrandizing oodles I've ever seen. I guess that's what happens when captain doesn't let you cum for four 24-hour interval.

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

I take the smash from his neck opening and base on balls over to my bag and put my apparel back on. He gets up and pulls the dildo from his ass and I tell him to bed over and prove me the gape. It was incredible. safe I've ever seen. His undimmed red asshole was stretched and ripped near the top and he was dripping ancestry, cum, and shit down his leg. His cheeks were scarlet from the belting and the intoxicant burn and his sword was as graphic as ever.

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

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