I'm a 20 year-old native Midwesterner who hid his queerness until graduating gamey school. There were a few Guy I serviced on the down-low fairly regularly for a few class but for the to the highest degree part my sexual wakening didn't happen until I got to college. I've never had a shortfall of people wanting to fuck me—and as person who lost his virginity in unproblematic school to a blond frosh from the high gear 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, matter were no different.

I'm a butt and I love to serve. I like being on my knees in front line of a hot stud who's horny and just looking to use me so he doesn't have to jerk off. I have fucked fair sex but with men I found I liked the submissive role. It wasn't until just recently that I found out how much fun it can be to be a prevalent victor of a uncoerced slave.

I commented on a Reddit pic a kid had posted saying he was still a virgin and wanted to lose it. He was super hot and I offered to record him an splendid evening, jokingly, assuming he was too far away to actually adjoin up. Apparently mortal else saw my offer in the twenty-four hours following and asked if I'd hold his virginity. He was 29 and struggled with anxiousness and depression so I thought I'd be doing a public service. He'd posted in respective female forums but found no takers. The pic he sent me wasn't terrible so I said fine, push up and I'll use my Marriott item to get us a room.

I guess I didn't know what to expect. His pic was ugly—in real spirit though, he was much spoiled. Quite easily the ugliest man I'd ever seen. He had a boil on his forehead that sprouted fuzz like a fern atop his otherwise bare cranium and his hairline didn't pick up again until the foot of his skull. I was starting to bring in 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 only clothes he has are sweatshirts and jean. I joked something about being nude when it mattered anyway and he arrived two 60 minutes later. I asked if he wanted a drinking and he said for certain 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 dynasty, and he offers to pay for both of ours because I got the uber. Ok. As he puts the variety back in his wallet he says that $ 26 in change was the end of his concluding $ 40. I just took a drink and tried to smile. We sat and talked a bit but every time I'd ask him affair like"what do you like to do ?"or"what keeps you busy ?"I'd get"not much"as a response. He told me the story of how he lost his endure job and it was probably the solitary metre he strung more than five quarrel 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 of study, and now he was a convicted outlaw. I had told the bartender as soon as we sat down that it was our first day of the month and after this story I gulped down my potable and slammed the empty glass 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 entry bill but he refuses, seeing the heap next to me and the look of desperation on my face, a thirst for the fog of hard liquor. He gave me three justify double Bourbon dynasty that dark. What an holy man. There were so many hotties in the bar that night that I should've asked to sit on my facial expression but I had to serve with slipping that mixologist my number and dealing with this ignominy.

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 drunk as fuck. I request the uber and we ride back in muteness because this mongrel heathen can't converse like an adult. We get upstairs and he opens the vino I told him to institute, because I paid for the hotel. He brings a love screw-top ‘ sweet livid'out of his bag and pour out 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 apologize me. Goes to the john and doesn't come out for 15 minutes. When he finally rears his ugly headland he is carrying two vacuous toilet newspaper axial motion and asks me if there is an special one. Yeah, there were two full ones in the bathroom… what could he possibly have got done with two rolls of crapper 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 uncomplimentary clothes he'll be better looking. Boy was I ill-timed. I help him get undressed and then I do and we get in bed. He's shaking and can't seem to run his branch. 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 match his prick. I stroke him a bit, picking up his limp Night nightcrawler from the freshly shaven sack it's retreated into and try to get him hard. zippo happens. I get the lube and originate rubbing him, squeezing his lump and running them between my finger, rubbing his taint and letting my run index finger trace his urethra deep into his scrotum, a move that usually leads to a throbbing hard on for most of my dates.

But this guy just can't get knockout. Ok. Whatever. We've all been there sometime. I shouldn't judge him for that I think so I go down and suppose I'm going to lick his orchis to see if that gets him hard. I move closer and I'm confronted with the waft of his smell. It's hard to describe. He was showered and not particularly dirty but he also just smelled of dirt and grime and there was no way I was getting anywhere near his body now. So I say,"let's go in the exhibitor. That'd be reasonably 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 piddle on him. I'm not really into watersports at all but I guess I wanted to degrade him a bit. He says ok and gets on his knee joint. With my back to the working pee, I proceed to abandon my bladder on this disgusting man's face and I watch the water run down his nerve and matted chest hair. I'm enjoying it pretty well when he decides to open his mouthpiece and take my cock inside. I stopped peeing for a moment but it stung so drunk me just let it go again and I filled his mouth with piss and saw him pledge it down. That was nice. I kept my gumshoe in his mouth for a bit but I wasn't getting hard looking at his ugly grimace 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 affectation and raise my ass to him as I sit exposed on all fours. He puts his hand on my back and rubs his fingers down my crack. I ask him if he likes it and he says yeah. I look back and he's still not hard so I say ok,"why don't you try rimming my ass ? lick my hole. Circle your tongue around it and then stick it in and publish the alphabet as deep as you can."He does.

I love getting my asshole eaten. It's an incredible flavour and I'll basically do anything I am asked to after a man gets my hole dripping with his spit. But this time, I was inebriate and the person behind me was no man but a fauna. I had to fart. I tried to sustain it in but when I clenched my maw I pushed his spit 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 pull away but I kept my time lag on his greasy scalp and let another one rip. He almost passed out, I think, but the objurgation picked up again, stronger than ever. By this time, I was as knockout 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 incur that bartender. He lay down and I threw the blanket over him to get across everything but his ass as he knelt for me on all quartet, 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 trap as I like guys to do to me before they fuck me but I couldn't bring myself to have-to doe with him so I said screw it.

I put my hands on the cover covering his hips and I lined up my tool to his Virgin opening. I could discover his breathing stopover as he felt the bluntness against his opening and there was opposition when I tried to labor in. I wasn't having it though. I'd just made this cur drink my piss and eat one of my farting and now he was going to take a freight of my cum whether he wanted it or not. So I pushed in tough. When my head finally broke through his ring I heard him yelp and try to get out away but I grabbed his pilus through the mantle and pulled him back against me. I pulled his question up so that his back arched as I pulled out and lapse back in again. The interference he was making were winces of pain but I loved it. I pounded him hard and thick. Rougher than I'd ever been. This was his first time and I wanted him to remember it—hopefully by having to excuse to his mom, with whom he still lived, why his pugilist had bloodstained skid-marks four days later.

I pushed his head into the mattress, drunkenly attempting to suffocate him as I pushed him deeply with every savor of my hip against his bulblike ass. I fucked him hard and deep for about eight instant until I felt that familiar tingling at the base of my cock. I pulled out once more and plunged in as oceanic abyss as I could and I finally burst inside him, filling him with my incumbrance. I collapsed on top of the blanket covering his beastly form but even the booze couldn't skin that distinct smell. I quickly got up and sauntered over to the nightstand for my phone. He was still under the cover and I could learn light crying. I snapped a picture of his fix spread agape and dripping with a pink slurry of cum, doodly-squat, and rake. I'd made him shed blood and there was something so satisfying in that acquirement.

I pulled the mantle off him and lay down side by side to him and he turns to me with red eyes and says,"I'm sorry I couldn't get hard. I know how a lot you wanted me to be intimate you."and proceeds to bellow.

Oh my fuck god this piece of obscenity. I get up and start getting dressed. I say"so I have the elbow room all night but I think I'm going to head up domicile for the night. You're welcome to stay put if you don't want to push back 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 drive 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 bequeath the state because I'm a convicted felon."

I stare at him with extensive oculus as he's putting his dress back on and stuffing his shit into his backpack. I say,"ok then, I guess I'm going to go 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 floor and I did get my ass eaten and got to cum. The unhurt trial by ordeal lasted about 90 minutes. I guess I made him rim me longer than I thought I did, haha. There's something about getting your gob licked by mortal you don't have to look at that makes fourth dimension standstill still, maybe even more because I could fantasize that the man behind me or under that blanket wasn't the hairy gentile I was fucking but rather some hot Indian twink. I really enjoyed topping him, not so much the actual fucking portion, but the fact that I got to ill-treat him, make him feel like shit to the point of rallying cry, and throw him bleed for my pleasure.

That was my first blind particular date and about a calendar month ago. Just after that I downloaded Grindr but wasn't finding anyone who was worthwhile. I finally said ok, I'll make a moment visibility that is expressed and anonymous, hoping to bump some hotties to hump. I never spoke to that pound puppy again but I did get some messages from college Guy for a straightaway blowjob or a fuck behind the bookcases in the library during midterm. That is, until I got a content from Chubby 24. This kid was messed up.

He tells me he's into all sorting of stuff and the likes of to be kinky. I'm intrigued so I ask how he likes to work. He's into penalty. I think he phrased it as,"I know I deserve it sometimes."The picture he sent me wasn't a face but from what I could see he wasn't far behind the other bastard for horrifying man alive. His putz was not that great, uncircumcised, small, veiny and crooked. He was fatter than me, and itching for someone 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 giant matter, as thick and longsighted 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 concluding master was"vicious"and he needed one finisher to home. So I obliged. I started by suggesting simple things like mammilla clamp and cum deprivation but he liked about when I talked about dripping hot candle wax on him as penalization for not pleasing me well enough. Every new act came with the 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 opening into a choke collar so I could walk him around like the dog he is and when he was being naughty I'd twist it tight around his pharynx. He said yes sir.

I told him how I wanted to tie the belted ammunition to the header of his bed and get on all four-spot at the foot so that he could eat my hole but I'd be just out of reach. I wanted him to choke himself in order to please me. He said"Yes sir,"“ I will put my knife in deep."Ok, now I'm thinking this kid is reasonably crazy. I'd never done anything like that to someone but he was chomping at the bit to get me to hail over and punish him.
I don't even know this kid's name but he wants me to cramp him while he eats my gob.

I take some meter 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 female parent's room and get a pair of her scanty and a bra and to put them on and send me a picture."Ok sir"and fifteen minute later I have a picture of this pile of nastiness overfilling his mother's B cups. I commend him for sending me the ikon. But I tell him he needs to be punished for going through mommy's bloomers. That's not how little boy are supposed to act. His only reply :"yes sir"“ how"

So I tell him how I want to stigma 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 direct it slow. I don't want to ache my buckle down too very much. But once I can get a cuke up your hole or four fingers, I'm for sure we can get the head in."

"Yes sir. I know I deserve it."

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

"Yes sir."I didn't know this kid's public figure and had only messaged him for 18 hours but he was already willing to let me deprive him of the simply fun in his wretched life : his jerk sessions.

The next day I tell him to give me his earpiece numeral and he does. I text him far instructions. 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 over edge razor blade. Go out and buy one at Walgreens if you don't have one, and put it between your ass cheeks so you can't sit down."“ When you want to sit I want you to text me about how much your peg hurt and how you want to sit but will obey"

"Yes sir."

Now it's Dominicus so I message him with final didactics.

I ask him for his speech and tell him I'll be there soon. I have to go shopping for some toy though. I stop at the foodstuff memory and buy a thick carrot ; a zucchini, a cuke, and a white walnut squash rackets to make love him with and extend his hole for that giant rubber cock his last schoolmaster made him buy.

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When I arrive at his sign of the zodiac, I ring the bell and he asks who it is. I realize I don't know this kid's figure. Don't know a one thing about his life or experience even seen his face, yet I'm here with a duffel bag of rope and toys ready to punish him. He opens the room access and, straight to instruction, is wearing zip but his female parent's bra and step-in.

"hullo master,"he mumbles.

"Speak up, break one's back. If you're going to talk to me do it forcefully. Creator knows I'm going to punish you forcefully."He says yes sir and we walk inside. Takes me to his way and I set down the heavily bag with a thumping and watch his optic fixate on it.

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

"Yes sir, I know I deserve it"

I grab the panties and rip them from him, making him yelp as the fabric crushed his lump before my thumb nail pushing into the material caused it to give way. I unhook the bra and he takes it off with no spat. With his fat ass on display I start the verbal abasement. I smack his ass surd and tell him how fat he is, how ugly he is and I spread his legs and taste his contamination, my finger hitting his balls 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 master punishes you ?"

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

I whack him again and say he isn't trying severe enough. He has to ascertain 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 thwack his beet red ass. He screams as the assuredness liquid touches his skin and confidence game with the fierceness of his debauchery. I give him one last hell dust across his left cheek and put my damp hired hand against it and he whimpers a haggard breath.

"Alright slave, it's meter for you to please me,"as I wrap the bash around his neck and pull 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 sequester the belt to his headboard. I ask him to pluck on it and he strains against the makeshift choke leash as the belt tightens around his neck opening. Perfect.

I get on all fours and show him my ass, just a few inches from where he could comfortably reach. I look back and see him straining as he pushed his knife out as far as he can but only lightly grazes me. I certainly didn't exhibitor before coming here. I wanted him to try out me born, to lick the day-old funk from my soil hole. I decided to back up into him a bit and boy did he enjoy that little reward. I put my hand on his head behind me and pulled away a bit so the rap 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 hole. I wanted to break wind in this kid's mouth too so I pushed out a bit as I backed into his face. I felt I had a fart coming so I grabbed his fountainhead and pulled him away from the headboard as I strangled him into my arse and pushed a small turd from my ass into his hungry back talk. I didn't let up until I was sealed he had chewed and swallowed it all. I pushed him back a little so he could rest 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 payoff : 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 keys and told him to comply me. We walked into his kitchen and I told him to stand here and follow. I took my star sign key off my key closed chain 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 coat hanger I brought with.

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

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

"Yes maestro"

And with that, I spread his stage and pressed the hot key into his left cheek, good adjacent to his muddle. The pelt there is very sensitive and he screamed as I pressed the hot key against him. Tried to take out away but I pushed harder. After about ten secondment I pulled it away and trusted enough I saw the distinctive outline and the mirror of"Schlage"burned into his flesh.

You ready buckle down ?"Yes master"he replies with tears in his heart. I'm rock tough 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 nasty but damn did his ass feel nice. Maybe it was knowing it was mine. I fucked him right into his mother's kitchen table and breed his ass right there. When I pulled out I saw how much cum was dripping from his hole, only inches from the bright red lineation of my house key on his buttock.

"Thank you for the present, master."

Oh my god this kid is deranged.

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

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

"Yes sir."

"But maiden, I'm going to dilute you with these veg and after, I want you to eat them."

Yes master.

I picked up the Daucus carota sativa. Not huge at the tip but it tapered quickly to about 2.5 inch in diam. 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 joy from my penalisation so I pushed deeper. By now, the carrot was almost fully inside him and I was holding on only by the leafy top of the inning. I pull it out and the tip is shit hide. I grab his leash and pick up his forefront and say"here, it's prissy and seasoned for you"and I handwriting him the carrot. He looks at it and face but I pull the leash tighter and he grabs it in his hired man and takes a bite of the shitty end.

"Good slave. For your reward, a nice 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 push into him. It's thick. Huge, really. At least three inch 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 deeper and deeper into him. When it was almost fully inserted, I took it out and spread his ass. His hole was agape from the fucking and the bright red brand inspired me. So I took the butternut squash rackets I had brought with me and broke off the difficult brownness tip and threw it to the side. I noticed he had finished the cultivated carrot so I handed him the tender Cucumis sativus that had spent about 10 minutes in his ass and he hungrily took a sting.

Next, I took the squash and squirted some lubricating substance on it. My cum was no longer adequate lubrication for something as big as a fall squash. I spread him and pressed it against his hole and he stretched even further to fit the slippery vegetable. Once I got the tip in, I had to apply it there while he composed himself. His teeth were clenched and his center shut as tough as he could to prevent weeping. I ran my fingers through his hair and whispered in his ear that he was a good slave and master is grim that he has to penalise him but it is for his own good ; he has to learn to bear like a good boy. He opens his eyes and says that bushed aphrodisiac phrase"yes sir."And I pull the troika tight and slowly press the jumbo squash vine up his ass. It was bout 8 column inch long before it ended in the testicle-like bulb at the end. I liked that this one had a flared end so I didn't have to worry about losing it inside him so I decided to use it as a hind end spark plug. Once it was in him I grabbed the axial rotation of channel tape and I put a long strip across the squash racquets and onto each cheek so that is was stuck inside him. I say he had eaten half of his shitty cucumber 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 hole, crawling was near unsufferable without crying but I loved seeing the tears well up in his eyes so I pulled him tighter and guided him into the tub.

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

"Yes sir"

I grabbed his mentum and opened his backtalk as I pushed my semi-hard dick between his lips. I let mislay a cloudburst of piss, with one script behind his point and the former on his leash. He let some leak out at first so I tightened the 3, which made it harder for him to swallow but was good punishment for this disgusting galvanic pile of grunge kneeling before me.

He finishes drinking my piss but I keep my hold on the back of his head word as I slowly start to season in his mouth. I'm fully hard by this point so I drop the bridge player behind his head and just maneuver him down my cock with the bash. I make him inscrutable throat me and I pull his trey tight and I feel it press my cockhead. It was one of the most incredible feelings of my life thus far. I pull out so I don't cum and he spits up a mouthful of piss and vomit into the tub.

"Bad slave. Lick 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 inside and his bruise golf hole reach 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 measure but I ripped it off and handed him the squash and said"remember mommy said always eat your vegetables."

"Yes sir"and he took a bit. By this meter, his hole was bleeding and love feast. I loved it. I picked up the giant pencil eraser 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-of-the-moon punishment.
"Yes sir,"he said with a mouth full of shit-stained squash rackets.

I put some more lubricant on the cock and then more in his hole. I put three finger's breadth in his gaped asshole and worked in the quartern. 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 thoroughly and ready to be fucked so I lined up the black dildo and pushed the head in.

He screamed as I pressed the gargantuan oral sex through his ringing that was finally stretched to the limit and I just yanked his leash to terminate him from waking the neighbor. ineffective to breathe, he was also unable to scream and I pressed it into him mystifying. This affair was 16 inches long. No way I'd get the whole affair up his stern chute but I was determined to get most of it. I let him down a bit once I was inside about half way and I just held it there until I decided to twirl it just to get laid with him. Twisting this giant shaft in his hole made him scream and moan into his pillow so I grabbed the ternary and picked him up and turned him around and pressed his mouth to my cock. I fucked his pharynx while I had one hand on his trinity and the other driving the giant cock up his ass. When I was about to cum I pulled off of him and told him to sit up. He did.

As he sat on the bed I stood up above him and pushed his school principal 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 keep him from keeling over. I was secondment from cumming and I was about to mark my brute again.

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

Yes sir.

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

"Thank you master, for all you've done for me tonight."And I yank the triad 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 peter was pathetic and pulled the belt tighter to stop him from breathing. I see him turning red but I hold it a bit longer. As he's about to cum I see his legs go unbending and he pulls back against the belt so I let go right as he covers himself in cum. One of the biggest tons I've ever seen. I guess that's what happens when master doesn't let you cum for four Clarence Shepard Day Jr..

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

I take the belt from his neck and 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 show up me the gape. It was incredible. Best I've ever seen. His bright red asshole was stretched and ripped near the top and he was dripping blood, cum, and shit down his leg. His nerve were scarlet from the belting and the alcohol burn and his trade name 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 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 menage. We'll see what he says tomorrow .