I'm a 20 year-old aboriginal Midwesterner who hid his gayness until graduating gamey school. There were a few bozo I serviced on the down-low fairly regularly for a few year but for the most part my sexual awakening didn't happen until I got to college. I've never had a deficit of people wanting to fuck me—and as individual who lost his virginity in elementary school to a blond frosh from the high school who needed to"exercise"for her boyfriend—I've always just fell into sex and never really sought it out. Even when I made a Grindr profile, things were no different.

I'm a tooshie and I love to wait on. I like being on my articulatio genus 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 much fun it can be to be a dominant professional of a will slave.

I commented on a Reddit pic a kid had posted saying he was still a Virgin and wanted to suffer it. He was passing hot and I offered to show him an fantabulous evening, jokingly, assuming he was too far away to actually meet up. Apparently someone else saw my crack in the twenty-four hour period 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 inspection and repair. He'd posted in several distaff forum but found no takers. The pic he sent me wasn't terrible so I said very well, drive up and I'll use my Marriott points to get us a elbow room.

I guess I didn't know what to have a bun in the oven. His pic was ugly—in real spirit though, he was much regretful. 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 plectron up again until the base 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 naked when it mattered anyway and he arrived two hours later. I asked if he wanted a crapulence and he said sure so I called us an uber and we went down to my pet gay bar.

I rescript my usual drink, which is top-shelf bourbon, and he offers to pay for both of ours because I got the uber. Ok. As he puts the change back in his notecase he says that $ 26 in alteration was the conclusion of his last $ 40. I just took a potable 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 fussy ?"I'd get"not a lot"as a response. He told me the tale of how he lost his last job and it was probably the only time he strung more than five words together.

He worked at CVS as a supervisory program and in a"frenzied installment"stole about $ 10,000 from the condom. They caught him, of course, and now he was a convicted crook. I had told the bartender as soon as we sat down that it was our first off particular date and after this story I gulped down my drunkenness and slammed the empty-bellied Methedrine against the bar, signaling for the hot objet d'art of ass to make his way over here. He brings me another and I hand him my credit card but he refuses, seeing the heap next to me and the look of despair on my face, a thirst for the fog of strong drink. He gave me three free double bourbons that night. What an angel. There were so many hotties in the bar that Nox that I should've asked to sit on my face but I had to suffice with slipping that bartender my routine and dealing with this shame.

I was pretty sloshed and this guy turns to me and says,"I'm getting pretty tired"( it was 10:30 pm ). Ok. Let's go back to the hotel. Whatever. I'm drunkard as fuck. I request the uber and we ride back in silence because this cur gentile can't converse like an adult. We get upstairs and he opens the wine I told him to land, because I paid for the hotel. He brings a fucking screw-top ‘ sweet white'out of his bag and rain cats and dogs 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 explain me. Goes to the bathroom and doesn't come out for 15 minutes. When he finally rears his ugly psyche he is carrying two empty toilet paper gyre and asks me if there is an extra one. Yeah, there were two full ace in the bathroom… what could he possibly have done with two rolls of toilet paper ?

I was pretty drunk but I look at him now and think he's maybe not so bad. Maybe if I get him out of those unflattering wearing apparel he'll be better looking. Boy was I ill-timed. I help him get undressed and then I do and we get in bed. He's shaking and can't seem to strike his arms. I rub him a bit and try to relax him. I guess he's not completely vile, I think to myself, so I go lower and touch his gumshoe. I stroke him a bit, picking up his hobble night toady from the newly shaven firing it's retreated into and try to get him concentrated. zippo happens. I get the lube and start rubbing him, squeezing his balls and running them between my finger's breadth, rubbing his taint and letting my prolonged indicant finger decipher his urethra oceanic abyss into his scrotum, a move that usually leads to a throbbing hard on for nigh 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 musket ball to see if that gets him hard. I move closer and I'm confronted with the waft of his smell. It's hard to describe. He was showered and not particularly dirty but he also just smelled of filth and grime and there was no way I was getting anywhere near his body now. So I say,"let's go in the cascade. 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 piss on him. I'm not really into watersports at all but I guess I wanted to degrade him a bit. He says ok and gets on his knee joint. With my vertebral column to the running water, I proceed to empty my vesica on this disgusting man's cheek and I watch the pissing run down his cheeks and matted chest hair. I'm enjoying it pretty well when he decides to open his mouth and submit my dick inside. I stopped peeing for a endorsement but it stung so drunk me just let it go again and I filled his back talk with wee and saw him drink it down. That was squeamish. I kept my dick in his back talk for a bit but I wasn't getting grueling looking at his wretched 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 airs and raise my ass to him as I sit exposed on all fours. He puts his script on my back and rubs his fingers down my crack. I ask him if he likes it and he says yeah. I look back and he's still not hard so I say ok,"why don't you try rimming my ass ? Lick my hollow. circulate your glossa around it and then stick it in and spell the alphabet as oceanic abyss as you can."He does.

I love getting my mother fucker 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 fourth dimension, I was drunk and the person behind me was no man but a beast. I had to fart. 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 manus on his heading, 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 detention on his oleaginous scalp and let another one rip. He almost passed out, I think, but the objurgation picked up again, warm than ever. By this meter, I was as hard as I'd been in a piece. I told him to get on the bed.

I'd never topped a man before and we had agreed that he'd be the top tonight but he wasn't getting hard and I was having too lots 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 cover 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 giant mush on my read/write head. I thought about rubbing it into his cakehole as I like guys to do to me before they fuck me but I couldn't bring myself to concern him so I said fuck it.

I put my hands on the mantle covering his hips and I lined up my stopcock to his Virgin initiative. I could hear his breathing closure as he felt the dullness against his opening and there was resistance when I tried to push in. I wasn't having it though. I'd just made this mongrel fuddle my pee and eat one of my fart and now he was going to take a cargo of my cum whether he wanted it or not. So I pushed in laborious. When my head finally broke through his tintinnabulation I heard him yelp and try to pull away but I grabbed his fuzz through the mantle and pulled him back against me. I pulled his head up so that his back arched as I pulled out and fall off back in again. The haphazardness he was making were flinch of pain but I loved it. I pounded him hard and cryptic. Rougher than I'd ever been. This was his first clock time and I wanted him to think it—hopefully by having to explain to his mom, with whom he still lived, why his boxers had bloodstained skid-marks four days later.

I pushed his oral sex into the mattress, drunkenly attempting to suffocate him as I pushed him deeper with every flavour of my renal pelvis against his bulbous ass. I fucked him hard and deep for about eight minutes until I felt that familiar tingle 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 shipment. I collapsed on top of the mantle covering his beastly form but even the strong drink couldn't fell that distinct olfactory sensation. I quickly got up and sauntered over to the nightstand for my phone. He was still under the cover and I could hear promiscuous crying. I snapped a picture of his hole bed cover love feast and dripping with a pinkish slurry of cum, shit, and blood. I'd made him bleed and there was something so satisfying in that accomplishment.

I pulled the cover off him and lay down adjacent to him and he turns to me with red eyes and says,"I'm sorry I couldn't get firmly. I know how much you wanted me to fuck you."and proceeds to bawl.

Oh my fucking god this piece of filth. I get up and start getting dressed. I say"so I have the room all dark but I think I'm going to head nursing home for the night. You're welcome to stay if you don't want to motor back tonight."

"No, I think I'll go. I just need to drive."Speaking between wiping the tears from his human face.

"You probably shouldn't thrust if you're distraught,"I say with whatever headache 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 wide optic as he's putting his apparel back on and stuffing his red cent into his backpack. I say,"ok then, I guess I'm going to go base"and with that, I pick up my bag and take the air out the doorway. It was only about 11 so I lit a coffin nail and got in my car.

It was fun I guess. A skillful taradiddle and I did get my ass eaten and got to cum. The whole ordeal lasted about 90 hour. I guess I made him rim me tenacious than I thought I did, haha. There's something about getting your fix licked by someone you don't have to bet at that makes time tie-up 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 Amerindic twink. I really enjoyed topping him, not so much the actual ass part, but the fact that I got to abuse him, make him find like shite to the point of crying, and take a leak him phlebotomise for my delight.

That was my number 1 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 back profile that is denotative and anonymous, hoping to find some hotties to fuck. I never spoke to that pound puppy again but I did get some messages from college guy cable for a quick cock sucking or a shtup 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 the like to be kinky. I'm intrigued so I ask how he likes to fiddle. He's into punishment. I think he phrased it as,"I know I deserve it sometimes."The icon he sent me wasn't a face but from what I could see he wasn't far behind the other mongrel for ugliest man alive. His peter was not that enceinte, uncircumcised, belittled, veiny and round-backed. He was fatter than me, and itching for someone to penalise 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 monster matter, as thick and longer than the 20oz coke bottle he showed me for scale leaf. It looked terrifying but I wanted to use it on him as soon as I saw it. He said his last skipper was"malevolent"and he needed one closer to plate. So I obliged. I started by suggesting simple matter like tit clamp and cum deprivation but he liked about when I talked about dripping hot candle wax on him as penalization for not pleasing me well enough. Every new act came with the reply"yes sir"and"as you wish."

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

I told him how I wanted to tie the swath to the school principal of his bed and get on all quaternary at the ft so that he could eat my jam but I'd be just out of reach. I wanted him to choke himself in order to please me. He said"Yes sir,"“ I will put my lingua 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 up over and punish him.
I don't even know this kid's name but he wants me to strangle him while he eats my fix.

I take some time off from Grindr to go out with a booster and he messages me asking if there's anything my slave can do for me. I tell him I want him to go into his mother's room and get a pair of her panty and a bra and to put them on and send me a impression."Ok sir"and fifteen minute later I have a moving picture of this mound of filthiness overfilling his mother's B loving cup. I commend him for sending me the flick. But I tell him he needs to be punished for going through mommy's shorts. That's not how petty boys are supposed to act. His just 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 hump he's my slave."Yes sir"

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

"I know. We'll take it slow. I don't want to injure my slave too much. But once I can get a cucumber up your hole or four digit, I'm for sure we can get the header in."

"Yes sir. I know I deserve it."

Later that Night 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 60 minutes but he was already bequeath to let me deprive him of the only fun in his pathetic life : his jerk sessions.

The next day I tell him to give me his sound turn and he does. I text him further direction. It was a Saturday so I told him today, for your penalisation, you're not allowed to sit today."I want you to get a double boundary 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 practically your legs damage and how you want to sit but will obey"

"Yes sir."

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

I ask him for his speech and severalize him I'll be there soon. I have to go shopping for some toy though. I stop at the grocery storage and buy a thick carrot ; a courgette, a cuke, and a butternut squash to have intercourse him with and adulterate his hole for that jumbo condom cock his last sea captain made him buy.

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When I arrive at his theater, I ring the bell and he asks who it is. I realize I don't know this kid's epithet. Don't know a exclusive thing about his life or deliver even seen his facial expression, yet I'm here with a duffel bag of rope and toys prepare to punish him. He opens the doorway and, true to direction, is wearing nix but his female parent's bra and step-in.

"hello overlord,"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. need me to his room and I set down the heavy bag with a clunk and check his eyes fixate on it.

"Lay down on your abdomen, piffling 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 formal before my ovolo nail pushing into the material caused it to ease up way. I unhook the bra and he takes it off with no fuss. With his fat ass on presentation I start the verbal debasement. I smack his ass tough and tell him how fat he is, how ugly he is and I spread his legs and smell his taint, my fingers hitting his ballock with each savour. He's enjoying every minute of it so I take off my belt ammunition.

By this metre his ass is pretty red but the first gear knock of my midst leather belt against his cheek makes him writhe with pleasure."You like that, knuckle down, you like it when sea captain 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 learn not to be bad. This shouldn't be fun for him."Yes master."

I reach into my bag and rend out the bottle of isopropyl rubbing inebriant I had with me and wet my hand with it and peck his beet red ass. He screams as the cool liquid touches his hide and stings with the fury of his saturnalia. I give him one live smack across his left hand cheek and put my damp hand against it and he whimpers a Rider Haggard breathing spell.

"Alright slave, it's time for you to please me,"as I wrap the belt around his neck and deplume it plastered, 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 rive on it and he strains against the makeshift choke collar as the belt tightens around his neck. perfect tense.

I get on all IV and show him my ass, just a few column inch from where he could comfortably pass on. I look back and see him straining as he pushed his spit out as far as he can but only lightly grazes me. I certainly didn't shower before coming here. I wanted him to try 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 revel that footling reward. I put my hired man on his head behind me and pulled away a bit so the belt ammunition would constrict and I held it there for a back while he licked me furiously. I wasn't hearing him breathe after 45 endorsement so I backed up and he gasped for air, but I held him close to my golf hole. I wanted to break wind in this kid's mouth too so I pushed out a bit as I backed into his face. I felt I had a break wind coming so I grabbed his read/write head 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 hungry 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 take a 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 reinforcement : I was going to fuck him. He responded with his parroted idiomatic expression.

So I got up and went to my bag and pulled out my keys and told him to follow me. We walked into his kitchen and I told him to suffer here and view. I took my menage key off my key gang and set it on the empty frying pan sitting on the stove. I turned the warmth on mellow and told him to go in my bag and get the coating hanger I brought with.

He looks at me form of scare off and I take the coat hanger and bend it into a branding Fe for him. After about 10 minute on high-pitched estrus, 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 telegram hanger.

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

"Yes passe-partout"

And with that, I spread his legs and pressed the hot key into his left face, right wing following 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 for certain adequate I saw the distinctive abstract and the mirror of"Schlage"burned into his anatomy.

You ready slave ?"Yes master key"he replies with weeping in his eyes. I'm rock and roll tough by now so I just line up and handle into him dry. He's had some of his own toys up there so I know he's not that sloshed 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 engender his ass right there. When I pulled out I saw how much cum was dripping from his hole, only inches from the hopeful red schema of my house key on his buttock.

"Thank you for the exhibit, master."

Oh my god this kid is deranged.

I grab his leash and clout him up. He winces as his ass cheeks feeling together and I see him shamble slowly as he tries to preclude his ass from chafing against the sword but I'm not having it. I pull the bash tight around his neck and guide him quickly into the bedroom and thrust him down to the bed.

"You've got cum in your ass, slave. You're all lubed up to get fucked by this giant stopcock, your punishment for making master 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 diam. I pushed it into him and pressed it deep, stretching his yap against the strobilus of the carrot. I spun it around and heard him groan as it graced his prostate gland. He was feeling pleasance 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 tip. I pull it out and the tip is shit covered. I grab his leash and find fault up his point and say"here, it's prissy and seasoned for you"and I hand him the carrot. He looks at it and grimace but I pull the leash tighter and he grabs it in his hand and takes a snack of the stinking end.

"Good slave. For your payoff, a nice cucumber."And I grab the thick phallic vegetable from my bag and he looks back with a face as he sees me eying it up. I press the end at his hole and button into him. It's thick. Huge, really. At to the lowest degree three inches in diam in the gist and I had it an inch deep inside him by the fourth dimension 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 deeper and mystifying into him. When it was almost fully inserted, I took it out and disseminate his ass. His hollow was agape 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 gruelling Brown University tip and threw it to the side. I noticed he had finished the cultivated carrot so I handed him the affectionate cucumber that had spent about 10 bit in his ass and he hungrily took a bite.

Next, I took the squash rackets and squirted some lube on it. My cum was no longer adequate lubrication for something as big as a fall squash vine. I spread him and pressed it against his hole 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 teeth were clenched and his center shut as hard as he could to prevent rip. I ran my fingers through his whisker and whispered in his ear that he was a good hard worker and master is dreary that he has to punish him but it is for his own good ; he has to hear to deport like a good boy. He opens his eyes and says that dead sexy phrase"yes sir."And I pull the trey tight and slowly press the giant squash up his ass. It was bout 8 inches long before it ended in the testicle-like light bulb at the end. I liked that this one had a flared end so I didn't have to worry about losing it inside him so I decided to use it as a bum plug. Once it was in him I grabbed the roll of duct tape and I put a foresightful strip across the squash and onto each boldness so that is was stuck inside him. I say he had eaten half of his shitty Cucumis sativus so I picked up the leash and pulled him into the john.

He could barely take the air. Between the ass mark and the heavyweight squash in his kettle of fish, crawling was near impossible without crying but I loved seeing the rip well up in his eyes so I pulled him blotto 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 Chin and opened his mouth as I pushed my semi-hard dick between his brim. I let lose a cloudburst of piss, with one bridge player behind his head and the other on his ternary. He let some leak out at first so I tightened the leash, which made it harder for him to immerse but was good penalty for this disgusting pile of filth kneeling before me.

He finishes drinking my piddle but I keep my detainment on the back of his head as I slowly start to season in his sassing. I'm fully backbreaking by this point so I drop the hand behind his head word and just guide him down my peter with the belt ammunition. I make him late throat me and I pull his leash tight and I feel it hale my cockhead. It was one of the most unbelievable belief of my liveliness thus far. I pull out so I don't cum and he spits up a mouthful of pee and vomit into the tub.

"Bad slave. biff 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 racquets inside him smashes into his insides and his wound jam 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 pilus was still stuck to the magnetic tape but I ripped it off and handed him the squash racquets and said"remember mommy said always eat your vegetables."

"Yes sir"and he took a chomp. By this sentence, his hole was bleeding and agape. I loved it. I picked up the gargantuan rubber 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 replete punishment.
"Yes sir,"he said with a backtalk full of shit-stained squash rackets.

I put some more lube on the cock and then more in his kettle of fish. I put three fingers in his breach dickhead and worked in the 4th. I have big men. 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 near and make to be fucked so I lined up the lightlessness dildo and pushed the caput in.

He screamed as I pressed the giant drumhead through his ring that was finally stretched to the boundary and I just yanked his leash to stop him from waking the neighbor. unable to breathe, he was also unable to shout out and I pressed it into him deeper. This thing was 16 inches long. No way I'd get the completely affair up his poop 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 twirl it just to roll in the hay with him. Twisting this giant dick in his mess made him scream and moan into his pillow so I grabbed the trio and picked him up and turned him around and pressed his mouth to my cock. I fucked his throat while I had one script on his troika and the other driving the giant cock up his ass. When I was about to cum I pulled off of him and told him to sit up. He did.

As he sat on the bed I stood up above him and pushed his 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 trinity to keep him from keeling over. I was seconds from cumming and I was about to mark my beast again.

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

Yes sir.

"Alright, you've been a good slave. You may cum."He grabs his turncock and starts jerking furiously.

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

"I said you could cum ; I didn't say you could talk,"so he nods and jerks hard and immobile. I told him his cock was pathetic and pulled the belt tighter to stop him from breathing. I see him turning red but I hold it a bit longer. As he's about to cum I see his legs go rigid and he pulls back against the whang so I let go right as he covers himself in cum. One of the biggest tons I've ever seen. I guess that's what happens when master doesn't let you cum for four twenty-four hour period.

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

I take the smash from his cervix and walking 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 point me the gape. It was incredible. proficient I've ever seen. His promising red asshole was stretched and ripped near the top and he was dripping blood, cum, and shit down his leg. His cheeks were scarlet from the belting and the alcohol burn and his brand was as vivid as ever.

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

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