I'm a 20 year-old indigen Midwesterner who hid his homosexuality until graduating high school. There were a few guys I serviced on the down-low fairly regularly for a few years but for the well-nigh part my intimate waking up didn't happen until I got to college. I've never had a shortage of people wanting to eff me—and as someone who lost his virginity in elementary school to a blond frosh from the luxuriously school who needed to"practice"for her boyfriend—I've always just fell into sex and never really sought it out. Even when I made a Grindr profile, things were no dissimilar.

I'm a bottom and I love to help. I like being on my knees in strawman 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 theatrical role. It wasn't until just recently that I found out how much fun it can be to be a prevalent master of a willing slave.

I commented on a Reddit pic a kid had posted saying he was still a virgin and wanted to lose it. He was topnotch hot and I offered to show him an excellent evening, jokingly, assuming he was too far away to actually converge up. Apparently someone else saw my offering in the years following and asked if I'd take his virginity. He was 29 and struggled with anxiety and clinical depression so I thought I'd be doing a public armed service. He'd posted in several female forums but found no takers. The pic he sent me wasn't terrible so I said delicately, ride up and I'll use my Marriott points to get us a room.

I guess I didn't know what to expect. His pic was ugly—in literal liveliness though, he was a great deal worse. Quite easily the ugliest man I'd ever seen. He had a furuncle on his forehead that sprouted whisker like a fern atop his otherwise bare cranium and his hairline didn't picking 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 practically for conversation.

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

I order my usual drinkable, 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 pocketbook he says that $ 26 in change was the finish of his terminal $ 40. I just took a drink and tried to smile. We sat and talked a bit but every meter I'd ask him thing like"what do you like to do ?"or"what keeps you busy ?"I'd get"not a lot"as a reception. He told me the story of how he lost his last job and it was probably the solitary clip he strung more than five words together.

He worked at CVS as a supervisory program and in a"manic episode"stole about $ 10,000 from the secure. 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 engagement and after this level I gulped down my drinkable and slammed the empty glassful against the bar, signaling for the hot piece 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 desperation on my human face, a thirst for the fog of booze. He gave me three absolve double bourbon that Night. 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 barman my number and dealing with this disgrace.

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

I was pretty toast but I look at him now and cerebrate he's maybe not so bad. Maybe if I get him out of those unflattering wearing apparel he'll be honorable looking. Boy was I wrong. I help him get unattired and then I do and we get in bed. He's shaking and can't seem to move his weapon system. I rub him a bit and try to make relaxed him. I guess he's not completely vile, I think to myself, so I go lower and concern his dick. I stroke him a bit, picking up his limp night crawler from the freshly shaven sack it's retreated into and try to get him punishing. Nothing happens. I get the lube and start up rubbing him, squeezing his bollock and running them between my fingerbreadth, rubbing his taint and letting my cover index finger trace his urethra trench into his scrotum, a move that usually leads to a throbbing hard on for near of my dates.

But this guy just can't get heavily. Ok. Whatever. We've all been there sometime. I shouldn't judge him for that I think so I go down and guess I'm going to lap up his Lucille Ball to see if that gets him intemperately. I move closer and I'm confronted with the pennon of his scent. It's firmly to draw. He was showered and not particularly dirty but he also just smelled of grease and stain and there was no way I was getting anywhere near his torso now. So I say,"let's go in the cascade. That'd be moderately 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 cover to the die hard water, I proceed to empty my bladder on this disgusting man's expression and I watch the piss run down his cheek and matted bureau hair. I'm enjoying it pretty well when he decides to give his backtalk and take my hawkshaw inside. I stopped peeing for a second but it stung so inebriated me just let it go again and I filled his mouth with piss and saw him imbibe it down. That was nice. I kept my dick in his mouth for a bit but I wasn't getting hard looking at his ugly typeface 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 raise my ass to him as I sit exposed on all foursome. He puts his hand on my back and scratch 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 hole. circle your tongue around it and then adhere it in and write the first principle as mysterious as you can."He does.

I love getting my SOB eaten. It's an unbelievable tone and I'll basically do anything I am asked to after a man gets my hole dripping with his saliva. But this time, I was drunk and the somebody behind me was no man but a beast. I had to fart. I tried to hold it in but when I clenched my gob I pushed his natural language out. So I reached behind me and put my script on his school principal, pulling him in finisher to me, and I released.

I heard him gag as I let the gas flight me. I felt him try to pull away but I kept my clutch on his greasy scalp and let another one rip. He almost passed out, I think, but the tongue-lashing picked up again, inviolable than ever. By this time, I was as operose 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 hard and I was having too practically 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 shroud everything but his ass as he knelt for me on all foursome, ready to be penetrated. And with that, I grabbed the lube and put a giant glop on my head. I thought about rubbing it into his hole as I like guys to do to me before they fuck me but I couldn't bring myself to stir him so I said fuck it.

I put my hands on the blanket covering his hips and I lined up my hammer to his Virgo first step. I could hear his breathing stop as he felt the bluntness 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 salute my piss and eat one of my fart and now he was going to study a shipment of my cum whether he wanted it or not. So I pushed in hard. When my fountainhead finally broke through his annulus I heard him yelp and try to pull 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 lapse back in again. The dissonance he was making were flinch of pain but I loved it. I pounded him hard and deep. Rougher than I'd ever been. This was his commencement time and I wanted him to call up it—hopefully by having to explain to his mom, with whom he still lived, why his boxers had bloodstained skid-marks four Clarence Shepard Day Jr. later.

I pushed his caput into the mattress, drunkenly attempting to strangle him as I pushed him mysterious with every smack of my renal pelvis against his bulbous ass. I fucked him severe 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 late as I could and I finally burst inside him, filling him with my lading. I collapsed on top of the blanket covering his beastly form but even the hard liquor couldn't pelt that distinct smell. I quickly got up and sauntered over to the nightstand for my phone. He was still under the mantle and I could hear tripping crying. I snapped a picture of his trap spread agape love and dripping with a pinkish slurry of cum, shit, and bloodline. I'd made him bleed and there was something so solid in that accomplishment.

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

Oh my fucking god this bit of filth. I get up and set about getting dressed. I say"so I have the room all night but I think I'm going to manoeuvre home base for the Nox. You're welcome to stay if you don't want to repel 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 parkway if you're distraught,"I say with whatever concern I can rally 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 eyes as he's putting his clothes back on and stuffing his shit into his backpack. I say,"ok then, I guess I'm going to go home base"and with that, I pick up my bag and walk out the door. It was only about 11 so I lit a fag and got in my car.

It was fun I guess. A nice storey and I did get my ass eaten and got to cum. The all ordeal lasted about 90 minutes. I guess I made him rim me long than I thought I did, haha. There's something about getting your hole licked by someone you don't have to look at that makes clock time stand still, maybe even more because I could fantasise that the man behind me or under that blanket wasn't the hairy infidel I was fucking but rather some hot Indian twink. I really enjoyed topping him, not so much the genuine fucking part, but the fact that I got to abuse him, make him finger like doodly-squat to the point of crying, and make him hemorrhage for my joy.

That was my first blind 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 bit profile that is denotative and anon., hoping to find some hotties to get laid. I never spoke to that pound puppy again but I did get some content from college guys for a quick blowjob or a shag behind the bookcases in the subroutine 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 sort of stuff and ilk to be kinky. I'm intrigued so I ask how he likes to fiddle. He's into penalty. I think he phrased it as,"I know I deserve it sometimes."The flick he sent me wasn't a face but from what I could see he wasn't far behind the other mutt for unworthy man alive. His cock was not that not bad, uncircumcised, small, veiny and crooked. He was fat than me, and itching for individual to penalise him. He told me he found a professional online who told him to buy a dildo and he did and it arrived earlier this week. He sent me a pic of the whale thing, as midst and longer than the 20oz coke bottle he showed me for ordered series. It looked terrifying but I wanted to use it on him as soon as I saw it. He said his finis professional was"evil"and he needed one closer to nursing home. So I obliged. I started by suggesting childlike things like nipple clamps and cum deprivation but he liked most when I talked about dripping hot candle wax on him as punishment for not pleasing me well enough. Every new act came with the response"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 arrest so I could take the air him around like the dog he is and when he was being spicy I'd pull it tight around his throat. He said yes sir.

I told him how I wanted to tie the belt to the head of his bed and get on all tetrad at the pes so that he could eat my cakehole but I'd be just out of reach. I wanted him to cash in one's chips himself in society to please me. He said"Yes sir,"“ I will put my natural language 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 arrive over and punish him.
I don't even know this kid's name but he wants me to gag him while he eats my fix.

I take some metre off from Grindr to go out with a admirer 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 dyad of her panty and a bra and to put them on and send me a image."Ok sir"and XV instant later I have a picture of this pile of filth overfilling his female parent's B loving cup. I commend him for sending me the picture. But I tell him he needs to be punished for going through momma's drawers. That's not how little boys are supposed to act. His only if reply :"yes sir"“ how"

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

I also tell him I want him to be wearing those panty 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 penalization and he replies"but sir it's so big."

"I know. We'll take in it slow. I don't want to hurt my slave too much. But once I can get a cucumber up your golf hole or four finger's breadth, I'm sure we can get the straits 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 hours but he was already willing to let me impoverish him of the only fun in his pathetic life story : his jerk sessions.

The future day I tell him to commit me his speech sound number and he does. I text him further instruction manual. It was a Saturday so I told him today, for your punishment, you're not allowed to sit today."I want you to get a double boundary razor sword. Go out and buy one at Walgreens if you don't have one, and put it between your ass face so you can't sit down."“ When you want to sit I want you to text me about how a lot your wooden leg hurt and how you want to sit but will obey"

"Yes sir."

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

I ask him for his address and secern him I'll be there soon. I have to go shopping for some toy though. I stop at the grocery store and buy a thick cultivated carrot ; a zucchini, a cuke, and a butternut squash to bang him with and stretch his kettle of fish for that heavyweight caoutchouc cock his conclusion schoolmaster made him buy.

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When I arrive at his sign, I ring the Alexander Bell and he asks who it is. I realize I don't know this kid's figure. Don't know a 1 affair about his life or have even seen his face, yet I'm here with a duffel bag bag of rope and toys ready to punish him. He opens the doorway and, true to instruction, is wearing nothing but his mother's bra and panties.

"Hello master,"he mumbles.

"Speak up, slave. If you're going to talk to me do it forcefully. Godhead knows I'm going to penalize you forcefully."He says yes sir and we walk inside. Takes me to his room and I set down the cloggy bag with a thud and follow his center fixate on it.

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

"Yes sir, I know I deserve it"

I grab the panties and rip them from him, making him yelp as the textile crushed his balls before my riff nail pushing into the stuff caused it to return way. I unhook the bra and he takes it off with no fuss. With his fat ass on show I start the verbal debasement. I smack his ass hard and separate him how fat he is, how ugly he is and I spread his legs and smack his taint, my finger hitting his orb with each savour. He's enjoying every minute of it so I take off my bash.

By this fourth dimension his ass is pretty red but the initiative belt of my thick leather belt against his cheek makes him squirm with pleasure."You like that, slave, you like it when master 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 pull out the bottle of isopropyl rubbing alcohol I had with me and wet my hand with it and taste his common beet red ass. He screams as the coolheaded liquid touches his skin and gyp with the rage of his debauch. I give him one go savor across his leave cheek and put my damp script against it and he whimpers a worn breath.

"Alright hard worker, it's fourth dimension for you to delight me,"as I wrap the belt around his neck and pull it rigorous, 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 attach the belt to his headboard. I ask him to pull up on it and he strains against the makeshift choke nab as the whack tightens around his neck. Perfect.

I get on all fours and show him my ass, just a few inches from where he could comfortably touch. I look back and see him straining as he pushed his tongue out as far as he can but only lightly grazes me. I certainly didn't exhibitor before coming here. I wanted him to smack me natural, to lick the day-old funk from my bemire maw. I decided to back up into him a bit and boy did he enjoy that little payoff. I put my hand on his head 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 seconds so I backed up and he gasped for air, but I held him close to my fix. I wanted to fart in this kid's mouth too so I pushed out a bit as I backed into his face. I felt I had a fart coming so I grabbed his capitulum and pulled him away from the headboard as I strangled him into my asshole and pushed a pocket-size crap from my ass into his thirsty oral fissure. I didn't let up until I was sure he had chewed and swallowed it all. I pushed him back a little so he could emit 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 headstone and told him to follow me. We walked into his kitchen and I told him to stand 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 richly and told him to go in my bag and get the pelage hanger I brought with.

He looks at me kind of scared and I take the coating hanger and deform it into a branding iron for him. After about 10 transactions on high 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 mark your ass with my house key so you know I'm always allowed in and so every man who wants to do it you have it off you're mine and that he's just visiting."

"Yes master copy"

And with that, I spread his wooden leg and pressed the hot key into his left cheek, right next to his hole. The skin there is very sensitive and he screamed as I pressed the hot key against him. Tried to commit away but I pushed harder. After about ten seconds I pulled it away and sure plenty I saw the distinctive outline and the mirror of"Schlage"burned into his soma.

You ready slave ?"Yes captain"he replies with split in his eye. I'm rock candy hard by now so I just dividing line up and plow into him dry. He's had some of his own toys up there so I know he's not that sozzled but damn did his ass tactile property nice. Maybe it was knowing it was mine. I fucked him right into his mother's kitchen board and cover his ass right there. When I pulled out I saw how often cum was dripping from his trap, only inches from the bright red outline of my house key on his buttock.

"Thank you for the present, master."

Oh my god this kid is deranged.

I grab his triplet and pull him up. He winces as his ass cheek touch together and I see him shamble slowly as he tries to forbid his ass from chafing against the brand but I'm not having it. I pull the belt tight around his neck opening and scout him quickly into the chamber 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 cock, your punishment for making passe-partout hold 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 maestro.

I picked up the carrot. Not huge at the tip but it tapered quickly to about 2.5 inches in diameter. I pushed it into him and pressed it deep, stretching his hole 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 penalty so I pushed deeper. By now, the cultivated carrot was almost fully inside him and I was holding on only by the leafy tops. I pull it out and the tip is shit extend. I grab his leash and pick up his head 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 paw and takes a bite of the shitty end.

"goodness hard worker. For your reward, a nice cucumber."And I grab the midst 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 trap and button into him. It's midst. Huge, really. At least three inches in diameter in the center and I had it an inch deep inside him by the time 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 rich and mysterious into him. When it was almost fully inserted, I took it out and go around his ass. His jam was agape from the fucking and the burnished red brand inspired me. So I took the butternut squash I had brought with me and broke off the firmly brown tip and threw it to the side of meat. I noticed he had finished the cultivated carrot so I handed him the warm cucumber that had spent about 10 hour in his ass and he hungrily took a bite.

Next, I took the squash vine and squirted some lube on it. My cum was no longer sufficiency lubrication for something as big as a fall squash. I spread him and pressed it against his fix and he stretched even further to admit the slippery vegetable. Once I got the tip in, I had to hold it there while he composed himself. His teeth were clenched and his eyes shut as tough as he could to prevent teardrop. I ran my fingers through his hair and whispered in his ear that he was a well striver and overlord is sorry that he has to penalize him but it is for his own good ; he has to learn to behave like a good boy. He opens his center and says that dead sexy phrasal idiom"yes sir."And I pull the leash tight and slowly compact the giant squash rackets up his ass. It was bout 8 inches long before it ended in the testicle-like medulla oblongata at the end. I liked that this one had a erupt end so I didn't have to occupy about losing it inside him so I decided to use it as a ass plug. Once it was in him I grabbed the roll of duct tape and I put a tenacious strip across the squash and onto each buttock so that is was stuck inside him. I say he had eaten half of his shitty cucumber so I picked up the leash and pulled him into the bathroom.

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

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

"Yes sir"

I grabbed his Chin and opened his sassing as I pushed my semi-hard peter between his sass. I let lose a torrent of piss, with one hand behind his head and the early on his ternion. He let some leak out at first so I tightened the trinity, which made it harder for him to swallow but was good punishment for this disgusting pile of filth kneeling before me.

He finishes drinking my piss but I keep my clutches on the back of his foreland as I slowly start to harden in his mouth. I'm fully strong by this period so I drop the hired man behind his caput and just guide him down my cock with the belt ammunition. I make him inscrutable throat me and I pull his leash tight and I feel it gouge my cockhead. It was one of the most incredible intuitive feeling of my lifetime thus far. I pull out so I don't cum and he spits up a mouthful of water and emesis into the tub.

"Bad slave. lick 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 hurt hole stretch even more."That's for puking on my dick."

I rip the tape off and with it comes the icky squash. Some of his ass hair was still stuck to the tape but I ripped it off and handed him the squash vine and said"remember mummy said always eat your vegetables."

"Yes sir"and he took a collation. By this sentence, his muddle was bleeding and agape. I loved it. I picked up the giant star golosh 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 penalisation.
"Yes sir,"he said with a backtalk full of shit-stained squash.

I put some more lubricator on the pecker and then more in his hole. I put three fingers in his gaped asshole and worked in the fourth. I have big custody. I tried to also get my thumb in but I couldn't get the knuckle in so I could properly first him. I figured he was good and ready to be fucked so I lined up the dark dildo and pushed the headway in.

He screamed as I pressed the gargantuan head through his ring that was finally stretched to the limitation and I just yanked his leash to stop him from waking the neighbors. ineffectual to breathe, he was also unable to call and I pressed it into him inscrutable. This thing was 16 column inch long. No way I'd get the unharmed thing up his shite 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 gyrate it just to fuck with him. Twisting this giant dick in his hole made him belly laugh and moan into his pillow so I grabbed the tercet and picked him up and turned him around and pressed his mouth to my peter. I fucked his throat while I had one hand on his leash and the early driving the titan 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 top dog 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 tierce to go on 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 heavyset ropes of cum across his brass. He tried to lap up 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 soundly slave. You may cum."He grabs his peter 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 fast. I told him his prick was pathetic and pulled the belt tighter to barricade him from breathing. I see him turning red but I hold it a bit longer. As he's about to cum I see his leg go rigid and he pulls back against the knock so I let go right as he covers himself in cum. One of the magnanimous freight I've ever seen. I guess that's what happens when victor doesn't let you cum for four day.

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

I take the knock from his neck and walk 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 present me the gape. It was unbelievable. proficient I've ever seen. His promising red son of a bitch was stretched and ripped near the top and he was dripping blood line, cum, and shit down his leg. His buttock were scarlet from the belting and the alcohol burn and his brand was as vivid as ever.

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

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