I'm a 20 year-old indigene Midwesterner who hid his queerness until graduating high schoolhouse. There were a few guy wire I serviced on the down-low fairly regularly for a few days but for the well-nigh part my sexual awakening didn't happen until I got to college. I've never had a shortage of people wanting to bonk me—and as someone who lost his virginity in elemental school to a blond frosh from the highschool 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, thing were no dissimilar.

I'm a bottom and I love to serve. I like being on my human knee 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 subservient role. It wasn't until just recently that I found out how much fun it can be to be a predominant lord of a bequeath slave.

I commented on a Reddit pic a kid had posted saying he was still a Virgo and wanted to fall behind it. He was crack hot and I offered to show him an fantabulous eventide, jokingly, assuming he was too far away to actually meet up. Apparently someone else saw my crack in the mean solar day following and asked if I'd pick out his virginity. He was 29 and struggled with anxiety and impression so I thought I'd be doing a populace inspection and repair. He'd posted in several distaff meeting place but found no takers. The pic he sent me wasn't terrible so I said mulct, repel up and I'll use my Marriott level to get us a room.

I guess I didn't know what to ask. His pic was ugly—in rattling life though, he was a great deal worsened. Quite easily the despicable man I'd ever seen. He had a boil on his forehead that sprouted haircloth like a fern atop his otherwise bare cranium and his hairline didn't pickaxe up again until the base of his skull. I was starting to actualize why he'd never been laid. Fat, bald, and unhygienic. He was also unemployed and not a lot for conversation.

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

I order my common 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 alteration back in his notecase he says that $ 26 in change was the last of his last $ 40. I just took a drinking 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 meddlesome ?"I'd get"not much"as a response. He told me the story of how he lost his last job and it was probably the exclusively clock time he strung more than five words together.

He worked at CVS as a executive program and in a"manic episode"stole about $ 10,000 from the secure. They caught him, of grade, and now he was a convicted felon. I had told the barkeeper as soon as we sat down that it was our first base date and after this story I gulped down my crapulence and slammed the empty chicken feed against the bar, signaling for the hot part of ass to make his way over here. He brings me another and I manus him my mention card but he refuses, seeing the heap next to me and the feeling of desperation on my face, a thirst for the fog of liquor. He gave me three free double Bourbon dynasty that nighttime. What an angel. There were so many hotties in the bar that night that I should've asked to sit on my face but I had to suffice with slipping that bartender my bit 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 fuck. I request the uber and we ride back in quiet because this bastard heathen can't converse like an adult. We get on a higher floor and he opens the wine I told him to bring, because I paid for the hotel. He brings a blinking screw-top ‘ sweet Theodore Harold White'out of his bag and swarm me a glass and hands it to me. I move over and pat the bed for him to get in. He sets his methamphetamine down on the nightstand and says excuse me. Goes to the toilet and doesn't come out for 15 minutes. When he finally rears his vile head he is carrying two empty-bellied toilette paper rolls and asks me if there is an extra one. Yeah, there were two full ones in the bathroom… what could he possibly consume done with two rolls of privy composition ?

I was pretty drunk but I look at him now and remember he's maybe not so bad. Maybe if I get him out of those unflattering apparel he'll be better looking. Boy was I wrong. I help him get disrobe and then I do and we get in bed. He's shaking and can't seem to move his arms. I rub him a bit and try to loosen up him. I guess he's not completely vile, I think to myself, so I go lower and touch his pecker. I stroke him a bit, picking up his limp dark lackey from the fresh shaven sack it's retreated into and try to get him heavily. goose egg happens. I get the lube and start rubbing him, squeezing his balls and running them between my digit, rubbing his contamination and letting my extended power finger hound his urethra oceanic abyss into his scrotum, a relocation that usually leads to a throbbing hard on for most of my dates.

But this guy just can't get laborious. Ok. Whatever. We've all been there sometime. I shouldn't judge him for that I think so I go down and mean I'm going to lick his balls to see if that gets him hard. I move closer and I'm confronted with the waft of his perfume. It's hard to describe. He was showered and not particularly pestiferous but he also just smelled of grease and stain and there was no way I was getting anywhere near his eubstance 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 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 knees. With my back to the hunt down water, I proceed to discharge my bladder on this disgusting man's face and I watch the piss run down his nerve and matted pectus hair. I'm enjoying it pretty well when he decides to open his mouth and take my shaft inside. I stopped peeing for a second but it stung so drunk me just let it go again and I filled his mouth with piss and saw him drink it down. That was gracious. I kept my cock in his mouthpiece for a bit but I wasn't getting operose looking at his vile 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 pose and kick upstairs my ass to him as I sit exposed on all fours. He puts his hand on my back and itch his fingers down my shot. 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. Circle your tongue around it and then stick it in and spell the alphabet as deeply as you can."He does.

I love getting my prick eaten. It's an unbelievable spirit and I'll basically do anything I am asked to after a man gets my hole dripping with his saliva. But this clock time, I was wino and the someone behind me was no man but a wildcat. 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 hand on his head, pulling him in closer to me, and I released.

I heard him gag as I let the gas escape me. I felt him try to force away but I kept my handgrip on his greasy scalp and let another one rip. He almost passed out, I think, but the scolding picked up again, hard than ever. By this prison term, I was as hard 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 severe and I was having too a lot fun degrading him so I decided I'd fuck him then go back to the bar to find that bartender. He lay down and I threw the mantle over him to hatch everything but his ass as he knelt for me on all quaternity, ready to be penetrated. And with that, I grabbed the lube and put a colossus glop on my chief. 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 adjoin him so I said fuck it.

I put my manpower on the blanket covering his rosehip and I lined up my tool to his Virgo the Virgin opening. I could learn his breathing occlusive as he felt the bluntness against his opening and there was underground when I tried to push in. I wasn't having it though. I'd just made this bastard fuddle my urine and eat one of my farts and now he was going to call for a warhead of my cum whether he wanted it or not. So I pushed in heavily. When my pass finally broke through his ring I heard him yelp and try to deplume away but I grabbed his hair through the blanket 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 noises he was making were flinch of pain but I loved it. I pounded him surd and deep. harsh than I'd ever been. This was his first clip 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 head into the mattress, drunkenly attempting to suffocate him as I pushed him recondite with every smack of my pelvis against his bulb-shaped ass. I fucked him backbreaking and mystifying 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 blanket covering his beastly form but even the liquor couldn't hide that distinguishable scent. I quickly got up and sauntered over to the nightstand for my telephone set. He was still under the blanket and I could hear get off crying. I snapped a picture of his hole spread agape and dripping with a pinkish slurry of cum, shit, and profligate. I'd made him bleed and there was something so gratify in that accomplishment.

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

Oh my fucking god this piece of grunge. I get up and go getting dressed. I say"so I have the room all dark but I think I'm going to head home for the Night. You're welcome to quell if you don't want to drive back tonight."

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

"You probably shouldn't drive if you're distraught,"I say with whatever vexation 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 blanket eyes as he's putting his wearing apparel back on and stuffing his mother fucker into his backpack. I say,"ok then, I guess I'm going to go rest home"and with that, I pick up my bag and walk out the door. It was only about 11 so I lit a cigarette and got in my car.

It was fun I guess. A nice story and I did get my ass eaten and got to cum. The whole ordeal lasted about 90 minutes. I guess I made him rim me tenacious than I thought I did, haha. There's something about getting your hole licked by someone you don't have to face at that makes time pedestal still, maybe even more because I could fantasise that the man behind me or under that cover wasn't the hairy heathen I was fucking but rather some hot Native American twink. I really enjoyed topping him, not so much the factual fucking character, but the fact that I got to maltreat him, make him feel like dirt to the point of battle cry, and do him leech for my pleasure.

That was my start blind appointment and about a month ago. Just after that I downloaded Grindr but wasn't finding anyone who was worthwhile. I finally said ok, I'll make a irregular profile that is denotative and anonymous, hoping to recover some hotties to fuck. I never spoke to that pound puppy again but I did get some messages from college guys for a prompt blowjob or a fuck 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 sorting of material and like to be kinky. I'm intrigued so I ask how he likes to act. He's into punishment. I think he phrased it as,"I know I deserve it sometimes."The picture he sent me wasn't a expression but from what I could see he wasn't far behind the other mongrel for ugliest man awake. His dick was not that smashing, uncircumcised, minuscule, veiny and crooked. He was fatter than me, and itching for someone to penalize him. He told me he found a victor online who told him to buy a dildo and he did and it arrived earlier this workweek. He sent me a pic of the monster thing, as midst and foresightful than the 20oz coke 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 master was"malefic"and he needed one closer to dwelling. So I obliged. I started by suggesting simple-minded things like nipple clinch and cum deprivation but he liked most when I talked about dripping hot candela wax on him as penalisation 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 choking coil collar so I could walk him around like the dog he is and when he was being naughty I'd wrench it tight around his pharynx. He said yes sir.

I told him how I wanted to tie the belt ammunition to the head of his bed and get on all 4 at the foot so that he could eat my maw but I'd be just out of grasp. I wanted him to drop dead himself in fiat to delight me. He said"Yes sir,"“ I will put my tongue in deep."Ok, now I'm thinking this kid is pretty looney. I'd never done anything like that to someone but he was chomping at the bit to get me to amount over and punish him.
I don't even know this kid's name but he wants me to suffocate him while he eats my hole.

I take some time off from Grindr to go out with a champion 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 way and get a pair of her pantie and a bra and to put them on and commit me a motion-picture show."Ok sir"and fifteen transactions later I have a icon of this pile of grunge overfilling his mother's B cupful. I commend him for sending me the image. But I tell him he needs to be punished for going through ma's underdrawers. That's not how little son are supposed to act. His only answer :"yes sir"“ how"

So I tell him how I want to brand him before I fuck him so that he knows he's mine and that everyone who fucks him after will know he's my slave."Yes sir"

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

"I know. We'll take it slow. 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 certainly 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 name and had only messaged him for 18 minute but he was already willing to let me deprive him of the only fun in his pathetic life : his jerk sessions.

The next day I tell him to break me his phone number and he does. I text him further instructions. It was a Saturday so I told him today, for your punishment, you're not allowed to sit today."I want you to get a replicate border razor brand. 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 legs injury and how you want to sit but will obey"

"Yes sir."

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

I ask him for his address and tell him I'll be there soon. I have to go shopping for some toys though. I stop at the grocery store and buy a thick-skulled carrot ; a zucchini, a cuke, and a butternut squash to fuck him with and adulterate his kettle of fish for that giant natural rubber cock his last 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 matter about his life or have even seen his face, yet I'm here with a duffel bag bag of Mexican valium and toys prepare to penalise him. He opens the threshold and, true to instruction, is wearing nothing but his mother's bra and panty.

"Hello schoolmaster,"he mumbles.

"Speak up, slave. If you're going to talk to me do it forcefully. Maker knows I'm going to punish you forcefully."He says yes sir and we walk inside. hold me to his room and I set down the intemperate bag with a clump and take in his heart fixate on it.

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

"Yes sir, I know I deserve it"

I grab the pantie and rip them from him, making him yelp as the fabric crushed his ballock before my thumb nail pushing into the stuff caused it to give way. I unhook the bra and he takes it off with no fuss. With his fat ass on display I start the verbal degradation. I smack his ass difficult and assure him how fat he is, how ugly he is and I spread his legs and smack his taint, my fingerbreadth hitting his egg with each savor. He's enjoying every minute of it so I take off my belt.

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

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

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

I reach into my bag and pull out the bottle of isopropyl rubbing alcohol I had with me and wet my handwriting with it and smack his beet red ass. He screams as the cool off liquid state touches his skin and stinging with the fury of his debauchery. I give him one net nip across his left cheek and put my damp hand against it and he whimpers a haggard breathing time.

"Alright slave, it's fourth dimension for you to please me,"as I wrap the whang around his neck and root for it tight, 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 draw out on it and he strains against the stopgap choke collar as the belt tightens around his neck. perfective tense.

I get on all quatern and show him my ass, just a few 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 cascade before coming here. I wanted him to taste me instinctive, to drub the day-old funk from my soil cakehole. I decided to back up into him a bit and boy did he enjoy that little payoff. I put my hand on his principal behind me and pulled away a bit so the belt ammunition would squeeze and I held it there for a 2nd while he licked me furiously. I wasn't hearing him breathe after 45 irregular so I backed up and he gasped for air, but I held him close to my hole. I wanted to fart in this kid's mouth too so I pushed out a bit as I backed into his human face. I felt I had a fart coming so I grabbed his head and pulled him away from the headboard as I strangled him into my asshole and pushed a small turd from my ass into his hungry mouth. I didn't let up until I was certain he had chewed and swallowed it all. I pushed him back a little so he could 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 advantage : I was going to screw him. He responded with his parroted phrase.

So I got up and went to my bag and pulled out my keystone and told him to stick with me. We walked into his kitchen and I told him to stick out here and watch. I took my house key off my key ring and set it on the empty frying pan sitting on the stove. I turned the heat on gamy and told him to go in my bag and get the coat hanger I brought with.

He looks at me kind of frighten off and I take the coating hanger and stoop it into a branding iron for him. After about 10 minutes on high-pitched heat, the pan is smoking and the key is as hot as it needs to be. I pick it up with pair of tongs and put it on the end of the conducting wire hanger.

"Alright, lean over the mesa. I'm going to stigma your ass with my house key so you know I'm always allowed in and so every man who wants to make out you knows you're mine and that he's just visiting."

"Yes victor"

And with that, I spread his legs and pressed the hot key into his leftover buttock, decent next to his muddle. The peel there is very sore and he screamed as I pressed the hot key against him. Tried to deplumate away but I pushed harder. After about ten second gear I pulled it away and surely enough I saw the distinctive schema and the mirror of"Schlage"burned into his physique.

You ready break one's back ?"Yes master"he replies with rip in his eye. I'm Rock hard by now so I just line up and plow into him dry. He's had some of his own toys up there so I know he's not that tight but tinker's damn did his ass feel 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 a lot cum was dripping from his hole, only inches from the brilliant red outline of my house key on his cheek.

"Thank you for the present, master."

Oh my god this kid is deranged.

I grab his triad and twist him up. He winces as his ass cheek touch together and I see him mix slowly as he tries to prevent his ass from chafing against the brand but I'm not having it. I pull the belted ammunition tight around his neck and template him quickly into the bedchamber 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 giant hammer, your punishment for making passe-partout wait at the door."

"Yes sir."

"But world-class, I'm going to stretch you with these vegetables and after, I want you to eat them."

Yes sea captain.

I picked up the carrot. Not huge at the tip but it tapered quickly to about 2.5 in in diameter. I pushed it into him and pressed it deep, stretching his mess against the cone of the carrot. I spun it around and heard him moan as it graced his prostate. He was feeling pleasure from my punishment so I pushed deeper. By now, the carrot was almost fully inside him and I was holding on only by the leafy whirligig. I pull it out and the tip is shit covered. I grab his leash and pick up his foreland and say"here, it's nice and seasoned for you"and I hand him the carrot. He looks at it and grimaces but I pull the trey tighter and he grabs it in his manus and takes a bite of the shitty end.

"Good striver. For your wages, a squeamish cucumber."And I grab the midst 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 yap and push into him. It's thick. Huge, really. At least three inches in diameter in the center and I had it an inch deep inside him by the meter he really started to mewl. I spun it around slowly in my hand and he moaned so I pushed in deeper. His maw stretched further than any man's should as I watched him writhe into the bed as I pressed it abstruse and deep into him. When it was almost fully inserted, I took it out and spread his ass. His yap was agape from the fucking and the bright red make inspired me. So I took the Juglans cinerea squash racquets I had brought with me and broke off the hard brown tip and threw it to the side. I noticed he had finished the carrot so I handed him the warm cucumber vine that had spent about 10 hour 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 enough lubrication for something as big as a fall squash racquets. I spread him and pressed it against his kettle of fish and he stretched even further to fit the slippery veggie. Once I got the tip in, I had to hold it there while he composed himself. His teeth were clenched and his eye shut as hard as he could to forestall tears. I ran my digit through his hair and whispered in his ear that he was a good slave and headmaster is meritless that he has to punish him but it is for his own good ; he has to acquire to bear like a good boy. He opens his center and says that dead sexy set phrase"yes sir."And I pull the trinity tight and slowly bid the giant squash rackets up his ass. It was bout 8 in long before it ended in the testicle-like medulla oblongata at the end. I liked that this one had a flare out end so I didn't have to occupy about losing it inside him so I decided to use it as a butt plug. Once it was in him I grabbed the coil of duct tape measure and I put a recollective strip across the squash and onto each nerve so that is was stuck inside him. I say he had eaten one-half of his shitty cucumber so I picked up the leash and pulled him into the bathroom.

He could barely walk. Between the ass brand and the giant squash vine in his cakehole, crawling was near out of the question without crying but I loved seeing the tears well up in his eye so I pulled him stringent 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 lip as I pushed my semi-hard dick between his lips. I let fall back a pelter of piss, with one hand behind his headspring and the early on his ternion. He let some leak out at first so I tightened the leash, which made it harder for him to swallow but was sound penalisation for this disgusting big bucks of stain kneeling before me.

He finishes drinking my piss but I keep my clutches on the binding of his straits as I slowly start to harden in his rima oris. I'm fully backbreaking by this decimal point so I drop the paw behind his straits and just guide him down my cock with the belt. I make him oceanic abyss pharynx me and I pull his ternion tight and I feel it squeeze my cockhead. It was one of the most incredible feelings of my living thus far. I pull out so I don't cum and he spits up a mouthful of pee and vomiting 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 insides and his wound hole stretches even more."That's for puking on my dick."

I rip the mag tape off and with it comes the stinking squash rackets. Some of his ass hair was still stuck to the mag 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 morsel. By this time, his muddle was bleeding and agape. I loved it. I picked up the giant star safety 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 hard worker and needed a full punishment.
"Yes sir,"he said with a rima oris full of shit-stained squash rackets.

I put some more lube on the prick and then more in his hole. I put three fingers in his yaw prick and worked in the fourth. I have big hands. I tried to also get my thumb in but I couldn't get the metacarpophalangeal joint in so I could properly first him. I figured he was beneficial and ready to be fucked so I lined up the smuggled dildo and pushed the head in.

He screamed as I pressed the giant head through his ring that was finally stretched to the limit and I just yanked his leash to intercept him from waking the neighbors. ineffective to breathe, he was also ineffective to scream and I pressed it into him deeper. This thing was 16 column inch long. No way I'd get the unharmed thing up his poop chute but I was determined to get most 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 out it just to have intercourse with him. Twisting this giant dick in his maw made him scream and moan into his pillow so I grabbed the three and picked him up and turned him around and pressed his mouth to my cock. I fucked his pharynx while I had one bridge player on his lead and the other driving the giant star 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 pass 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 prevent him from keeling over. I was seconds from cumming and I was about to mark my beast again.

"Here it comes buckle down"and I unleashed four thick forget me drug of cum across his face. He tried to lick it off but I stopped him."NO."“ Let it dry. I want you to smack me whenever you breathe. And no showering until you ask me."

Yes sir.

"Alright, you've been a thoroughly 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 leash tighter.

"I said you could cum ; I didn't say you could babble,"so he nods and jerks hard and degenerate. I told him his pecker was pathetic and pulled the whack 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 consignment I've ever seen. I guess that's what happens when master copy doesn't let you cum for four days.

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

I take the rap from his neck and manner of walking over to my bag and put my clothes back on. He gets up and pulls the dildo from his ass and I tell him to bed over and demonstrate me the gape. It was incredible. unspoiled I've ever seen. His bright red asshole was stretched and ripped near the top and he was dripping stock, cum, and shit down his leg. His face were scarlet from the belting and the alcohol suntan and his brand was as vivid as ever.

"Alright, slave, I think it's fourth dimension for lord to go home."He pleads with me not to go forth 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 home. We'll see what he says tomorrow .