I'm a 20 year-old native Midwesterner who hid his gayness until graduating gamy school. There were a few guys I serviced on the down-low fairly regularly for a few years but for the nigh part my sexual awakening didn't happen until I got to college. I've never had a shortage of citizenry wanting to make out me—and as someone who lost his virginity in unproblematic shoal to a blond frosh from the high schooltime 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, thing were no different.

I'm a tail and I love to answer. I like being on my knees in straw man of a hot stud who's horny and just looking to use me so he doesn't have to flick off. I have fucked women but with men I found I liked the subservient role. It wasn't until just recently that I found out how often fun it can be to be a dominant original of a willing slave.

I commented on a Reddit pic a kid had posted saying he was still a Virgo and wanted to fall back it. He was super hot and I offered to show him an excellent evening, jokingly, assuming he was too far away to actually meet up. Apparently someone else saw my offer in the solar day 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 populace inspection and repair. He'd posted in several distaff assembly but found no takers. The pic he sent me wasn't terrible so I said fine, drive up and I'll use my Marriott head to get us a room.

I guess I didn't know what to await. His pic was ugly—in real life though, he was much worse. Quite easily the ugliest man I'd ever seen. He had a boil on his forehead that sprouted tomentum like a fern atop his otherwise bare braincase and his hairline didn't weft 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 people and not a lot for conversation.

Before he left he texted me to ask if I was dressing up because the only when wearing apparel he has are sweatshirts and dungaree. I joked something about being nude when it mattered anyway and he arrived two hr later. I asked if he wanted a drink and he said sure so I called us an uber and we went down to my favourite gay bar.

I order my usual drink, which is top-shelf bourbon, and he offers to pay for both of ours because I got the uber. Ok. As he puts the change back in his wallet he says that $ 26 in change was the shoemaker's last of his finis $ 40. I just took a drink and tried to smile. We sat and talked a bit but every prison term I'd ask him affair like"what do you like to do ?"or"what keeps you busy ?"I'd get"not often"as a reception. He told me the write up of how he lost his hold out job and it was probably the only time he strung more than five words together.

He worked at CVS as a supervisor and in a"manic episode"stole about $ 10,000 from the safe. They caught him, of course, and now he was a convicted felon. I had told the bartender as soon as we sat down that it was our first-class honours degree date and after this level I gulped down my boozing and slammed the empty Methedrine against the bar, signaling for the hot piece of ass to produce his way over here. He brings me another and I hand him my credit entry circuit card but he refuses, seeing the tidy sum next to me and the face of desperation on my side, a thirstiness for the fog of booze. He gave me three free doubly bourbons that night. What an backer. There were so many hotties in the bar that night that I should've asked to sit on my face but I had to suffice with slipping that barkeep my routine 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 rummy as screw. I request the uber and we ride back in quiet because this mongrel heathen can't converse like an adult. We get upstairs and he opens the wine I told him to bestow, because I paid for the hotel. He brings a get laid screw-top ‘ Henry Sweet white'out of his bag and pours me a glass and hands it to me. I move over and pat the bed for him to get in. He sets his chalk down on the nightstand and says excuse me. Goes to the bathroom and doesn't come out for 15 minutes. When he finally rears his surly head he is carrying two empty toilet newspaper publisher rolls and asks me if there is an extra one. Yeah, there were two wax 1 in the bathroom… what could he possibly have done with two bun 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 clothes he'll be better looking. Boy was I incorrectly. I help him get uncase and then I do and we get in bed. He's shaking and can't seem to move his subdivision. I rub him a bit and try to relax him. I guess he's not completely vile, I think to myself, so I go lower and touch his dick. I stroke him a bit, picking up his hobble nighttime crawler from the freshly shaven poke it's retreated into and try to get him hard. Nothing happens. I get the lubricating substance and start rubbing him, squeezing his balls and running them between my fingers, rubbing his contamination and letting my lead index finger trace 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 operose. Ok. Whatever. We've all been there sometime. I shouldn't judge him for that I think so I go down and call back I'm going to lick his balls to see if that gets him punishing. I move closer and I'm confronted with the streamer of his smell. It's hard to draw. He was showered and not particularly dirty but he also just smelled of dirt and grime and there was no way I was getting anywhere near his consistency now. So I say,"let's go in the exhibitor. 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 spend a penny 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 vertebral column to the running water, I proceed to evacuate my bladder on this disgusting man's face and I watch the urine run down his face and matted chest hair. I'm enjoying it pretty well when he decides to open his mouth and aim my dick inside. I stopped peeing for a second base but it stung so rummy me just let it go again and I filled his mouthpiece with urinate and saw him booze it down. That was Nice. I kept my dick in his sassing for a bit but I wasn't getting hard looking at his ugly face so I said"let's go back to bed, I want you to say hi to my asshole."

I get on the bed in my sexy affectedness and raise my ass to him as I sit exposed on all quaternary. He puts his bridge player on my back and fret his fingers down my pass. 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 ? lap my maw. circulate your tongue around it and then pose it in and indite the first principle as thick as you can."He does.

I love getting my SOB 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 saliva. But this time, I was drunk and the person behind me was no man but a wolf. I had to fart. I tried to nurse it in but when I clenched my hole I pushed his lingua out. So I reached behind me and put my hand on his promontory, 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 get out 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, stronger than ever. By this time, 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 intemperately and I was having too a great deal fun degrading him so I decided I'd fuck him then go back to the bar to ascertain that barkeeper. He lay down and I threw the blanket over him to shroud everything but his ass as he knelt for me on all Little Joe, ready to be penetrated. And with that, I grabbed the lubricator and put a behemoth glop on my drumhead. I thought about rubbing it into his hole as I like guys to do to me before they fuck me but I couldn't bring myself to touch him so I said fucking it.

I put my hands on the blanket covering his hip and I lined up my cock to his virgin opening. I could learn his breathing stay as he felt the bluntness against his opening and there was resistance when I tried to crusade in. I wasn't having it though. I'd just made this mongrel drink my urine 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 grueling. When my head finally broke through his halo I heard him yelp and try to pluck away but I grabbed his hair through the cover and pulled him back against me. I pulled his head up so that his back arched as I pulled out and slump back in again. The haphazardness he was making were wince of infliction but I loved it. I pounded him arduous and cryptic. jolty than I'd ever been. This was his first meter and I wanted him to remember it—hopefully by having to excuse to his mom, with whom he still lived, why his shorts had bloodstained skid-marks four days later.

I pushed his headland into the mattress, drunkenly attempting to choke him as I pushed him abstruse with every smack of my pelvic girdle against his bulbous ass. I fucked him hard and deep for about eight minutes until I felt that familiar tingling at the base of my dick. I pulled out once more and plunged in as deep as I could and I finally burst inside him, filling him with my load. I collapsed on top of the cover covering his beastly form but even the spirits couldn't hide that clear-cut scent. I quickly got up and sauntered over to the nightstand for my headphone. He was still under the mantle and I could hear spark crying. I snapped a picture of his muddle spread agape and dripping with a pinkish slurry of cum, shit, and bloodline. I'd made him bleed and there was something so meet in that acquirement.

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

Oh my nooky god this piece of filth. I get up and start getting dressed. I say"so I have the room all Nox but I think I'm going to channelize nursing 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 movement if you're distraught,"I say with whatever concern I can muster for a man I just pissed into, farted into, and came into.

"No, I just hope I don't get pulled over because I'm not allowed to leave the state because I'm a convicted felon."

I stare at him with panoptic eyes as he's putting his wearing apparel back on and stuffing his shit into his rucksack. 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 door. It was only about 11 so I lit a cigarette and got in my car.

It was fun I guess. A dainty tarradiddle and I did get my ass eaten and got to cum. The whole ordeal lasted about 90 arcminute. I guess I made him rim me foresighted than I thought I did, haha. There's something about getting your maw licked by someone you don't have to look at that makes time outdoor stage 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 Indian twink. I really enjoyed topping him, not so a lot the actual fucking part, but the fact that I got to abuse him, make him feel like diddlyshit to the breaker point of crying, and cause him hemorrhage for my delight.

That was my first blind escort 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 discover some hotties to have it away. I never spoke to that lb puppy again but I did get some subject matter from college guy wire for a quick cock sucking or a screw behind the bookcases in the program library during midterms. That is, until I got a message from Chubby 24. This kid was messed up.

He tells me he's into all sorts of stuff and ilk to be kinky. I'm intrigued so I ask how he likes to play. He's into punishment. I think he phrased it as,"I know I deserve it sometimes."The impression 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 tool was not that peachy, uncircumcised, small, veiny and crooked. He was fatter than me, and itching for somebody to punish him. He told me he found a master online who told him to buy a dildo and he did and it arrived earlier this week. He sent me a pic of the elephantine affair, as thick and longer than the 20oz coke bottle he showed me for musical scale. It looked terrifying but I wanted to use it on him as soon as I saw it. He said his last captain was"evil"and he needed one closer to home. So I obliged. I started by suggesting simple things like nipple clamp and cum deprivation but he liked most when I talked about dripping hot wax light wax on him as penalty 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 cervix into a choke coil collar so I could take the air him around like the dog he is and when he was being naughty I'd drag it tight around his pharynx. He said yes sir.

I told him how I wanted to tie the belt to the head of his bed and get on all quaternion at the foot so that he could eat my cakehole but I'd be just out of stretch. I wanted him to buy the farm himself in parliamentary procedure to please me. He said"Yes sir,"“ I will put my tongue in deep."Ok, now I'm thinking this kid is pretty weirdo. I'd never done anything like that to someone but he was chomping at the bit to get me to come over and penalise him.
I don't even know this kid's name but he wants me to strangle him while he eats my golf hole.

I take some time off from Grindr to go out with a supporter and he messages me asking if there's anything my slave can do for me. I tell him I want him to go into his mother's room and get a pair of her panties and a bra and to put them on and send me a picture."Ok sir"and fifteen bit later I have a depiction of this pile of filth overfilling his mother's B cup. I commend him for sending me the picture. But I tell him he needs to be punished for going through momma's draftsman. That's not how lilliputian boy are supposed to act. His solely 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 know he's my striver."Yes sir"

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

"I know. We'll aim it boring. I don't want to hurt my slave too much. But once I can get a cucumber up your hole or four fingers, I'm sure we can get the head in."

"Yes sir. I know I deserve it."

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

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

The next day I tell him to generate me his earphone bit and he does. I text him encourage pedagogy. It was a Sat so I told him today, for your punishment, you're not allowed to sit today."I want you to get a double edge razor vane. Go out and buy one at Walgreens if you don't have one, and put it between your ass cheeks so you can't sit down."“ When you want to sit I want you to text me about how a great deal your ramification hurt and how you want to sit but will obey"

"Yes sir."

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

I ask him for his speech and say him I'll be there soon. I have to go shopping for some plaything though. I stop at the grocery storage and buy a thick Daucus carota sativa ; a zucchini, a cucumber, and a butternut squash to hump him with and stretch his hole for that monster rubber tool his close master made him buy.

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When I arrive at his house, I ring the bell and he asks who it is. I realize I don't know this kid's name. Don't know a single thing about his life or have even seen his nerve, yet I'm here with a duffle bag bag of rope and toys prepare to penalise him. He opens the door and, true to instruction, is wearing nada but his female parent's bra and step-in.

"Hello headmaster,"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 thud and watch his eyes fixate on it.

"Lay down on your tum, minuscule boy. You need to be punished for playing in mamma's drawers."

"Yes sir, I know I deserve it"

I grab the scanty and rip them from him, making him yelp as the fabric crushed his nut before my pollex nail pushing into the material caused it to consecrate way. I unhook the bra and he takes it off with no trouble. With his fat ass on presentation I start the verbal degradation. I smack his ass hard and recount him how fat he is, how ugly he is and I spread his legs and smack his taint, my finger's breadth hitting his balls with each smacking. He's enjoying every minute of it so I take off my belt.

By this meter his ass is pretty red but the first whack of my midst leather belt against his brass makes him wriggle with pleasure."You like that, slave, you like it when overlord punishes you ?"

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

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

I reach into my bag and perpetrate out the bottle of isopropyl rubbing alcohol I had with me and wet my hand with it and reek his common beet red ass. He screams as the cool liquid state touches his skin and sting with the fury of his debauchery. I give him one last smooch across his go forth nerve and put my damp bridge player 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 in it tight, lifting him off the mattress.

"Yes sir."

I turn him around and get the forget me drug out of my bag and use it to confiscate the belt to his headboard. I ask him to take out on it and he strains against the stopgap choke collar as the belt tightens around his neck. Perfect.

I get on all tetrad and show him my ass, just a few column inch from where he could comfortably reach. 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 taste me natural, to lick the day-old funk from my dirty muddle. I decided to back up into him a bit and boy did he enjoy that footling wages. I put my hand on his forefront 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 mo so I backed up and he gasped for air, but I held him close to my hollow. I wanted to break wind in this kid's mouth too so I pushed out a bit as I backed into his case. I felt I had a flatus coming so I grabbed his head and pulled him away from the headboard as I strangled him into my bastard and pushed a small shite from my ass into his athirst 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 reward : I was going to fuck him. He responded with his parroted phrase.

So I got up and went to my bag and pulled out my winder and told him to follow me. We walked into his kitchen and I told him to fend here and watch. I took my sign of the zodiac key off my key gang and set it on the evacuate frying pan sitting on the kitchen range. I turned the heat on high and told him to go in my bag and get the coat hanger I brought with.

He looks at me kind of scared and I take the coat hanger and bend it into a stigmatisation iron for him. After about 10 moment on mellow warmth, 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 board. I'm going to brand your ass with my theatre key so you know I'm always allowed in and so every man who wants to fuck you knows 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, rectify next to his gob. The peel 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 enough I saw the distinctive outline and the mirror of"Schlage"burned into his physical body.

You ready slave ?"Yes master"he replies with tear in his eyes. I'm rock 'n' roll hard by now so I just line up and turn into him dry. He's had some of his own toys up there so I know he's not that cockeyed but shit did his ass tone nice. Maybe it was knowing it was mine. I fucked him right into his mother's kitchen board and breed his ass right there. When I pulled out I saw how much cum was dripping from his mess, only inches from the promising red outline of my house key on his face.

"Thank you for the submit, master."

Oh my god this kid is deranged.

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

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

"Yes sir."

"But for the first time, I'm going to stretch you with these veg and after, I want you to eat them."

Yes master copy.

I picked up the Daucus carota sativa. 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 conoid 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 cultivated carrot was almost fully inside him and I was holding on only by the leafy whirligig. I pull it out and the tip is shit handle. I grab his leash and beak up his head and say"here, it's courteous and seasoned for you"and I script 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 bite of the shitty end.

"Good slave. For your reward, a overnice cucumber."And I grab the thick phallic vegetable from my bag and he looks back with a grimace as he sees me eying it up. I press the end at his hole and get-up-and-go into him. It's thick. Huge, really. At least three column inch in diameter in the center and I had it an inch mysterious inside him by the time he really started to whimper. I spun it around slowly in my paw and he moaned so I pushed in deeper. His trap stretched further than any man's should as I watched him writhe into the bed as I pressed it rich and inscrutable into him. When it was almost fully inserted, I took it out and spread his ass. His gob was agape from the piece of ass and the vivid red brand inspired me. So I took the Juglans cinerea squash vine I had brought with me and broke off the hard Brown tip and threw it to the side. I noticed he had finished the Daucus carota sativa so I handed him the warm cucumber vine that had spent about 10 minutes in his ass and he hungrily took a sting.

Next, I took the squash and squirted some lube on it. My cum was no longer plenty lubrication for something as big as a dusk squash racquets. I spread him and pressed it against his hollow and he stretched even further to fit the slippery veggie. Once I got the tip in, I had to have it there while he composed himself. His dentition were clenched and his center shut as hard as he could to prevent binge. I ran my digit through his hair and whispered in his ear that he was a good striver and master is no-good that he has to punish him but it is for his own goodness ; he has to ascertain to behave like a good boy. He opens his center and says that dead aphrodisiacal musical phrase"yes sir."And I pull the triad tight and slowly entreat the giant squash vine up his ass. It was bout 8 column inch long before it ended in the testicle-like lightbulb at the end. I liked that this one had a irrupt end so I didn't have to interest about losing it inside him so I decided to use it as a butt stopple. Once it was in him I grabbed the roll of channel tape and I put a long strip across the squash and onto each buttock so that is was stuck inside him. I say he had eaten half of his stinky cucumber so I picked up the leash and pulled him into the lavatory.

He could barely walk. Between the ass blade and the gargantuan squash vine in his hollow, crawling was near out of the question without crying but I loved seeing the rip well up in his middle so I pulled him close and guided him into the tub.

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

"Yes sir"

I grabbed his Kuki-Chin and opened his mouth as I pushed my semi-hard prick between his mouth. I let lose a torrent of piss, with one hand behind his head and the former on his leash. He let some leak out at first so I tightened the terzetto, which made it harder for him to immerse but was commodity punishment for this disgusting pile of nastiness kneeling before me.

He finishes drinking my piss but I keep my handgrip on the back of his head as I slowly start to harden in his mouth. I'm fully laborious by this point so I drop the hand behind his point and just channelise him down my cock with the belt. I make him deep throat me and I pull his three tight and I feel it tweet my cockhead. It was one of the most incredible touch sensation of my life thus far. I pull out so I don't cum and he spits up a mouthful of water and vomit into the tub.

"Bad slave. biff that up."He obliges and I yank him from the storey 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 mummy said always eat your vegetables."

"Yes sir"and he took a bite. By this time, his fix was bleeding and agape. I loved it. I picked up the giant rubber cock 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 penalty.
"Yes sir,"he said with a mouth full of shit-stained squash.

I put some more lube on the dick and then more in his hole. I put three fingers in his gaped bunghole and worked in the quaternary. I have big hands. I tried to also get my pollex in but I couldn't get the metacarpophalangeal joint in so I could properly first him. I figured he was practiced and ready to be fucked so I lined up the dim dildo and pushed the forefront in.

He screamed as I pressed the giant star head through his ring that was finally stretched to the point of accumulation and I just yanked his leash to stop him from waking the neighbors. Unable to take a breath, he was also ineffectual to shout and I pressed it into him deeper. This thing was 16 inches long. No way I'd get the whole thing up his poop chute but I was determined to get well-nigh 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 spin it just to bang with him. Twisting this giant peter in his hole made him wow and moan into his pillow so I grabbed the leash and picked him up and turned him around and pressed his sassing to my cock. I fucked his pharynx while I had one hand on his leash and the former driving the giant putz up his ass. When I was about to cum I pulled off of him and told him to sit up. He did.

As he sat on the bed I stood up above him and pushed his headspring down as I jerked above him. I watched as the rest of the dildo slid into his ass as I pushed him down and I pulled the leash to hold open him from keeling over. I was seconds from cumming and I was about to punctuate my beast again.

"Here it comes break one's back"and I unleashed four wooden-headed ropes of cum across his face. He tried to lap 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 adept slave. You may cum."He grabs his dick and starts jerking furiously.

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

"I said you could cum ; I didn't say you could talk,"so he nods and jerks heavily and fast. I told him his cock was pathetic and pulled the belt tighter to hold on 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 captain doesn't let you cum for four days.

"Eat it."He brings his hired hand to his panting oral fissure as he's trying to catch his breathing space and licks the sticky white goo from his finger's breadth and goes back for more. He licks it all up like a good piddling hard worker.

I take the swath from his neck and walkway over to my bag and put my wearing apparel 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 shiny red asshole was stretched and ripped near the top and he was dripping blood, cum, and shit down his leg. His face were scarlet from the belting and the alcohol burn and his brand was as intense as ever.

"Alright, slave, I think it's prison term for lord 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 plate. We'll see what he says tomorrow .