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

I'm a keister and I love to serve well. I like being on my stifle in front of a hot stud who's horny and just looking to use me so he doesn't have to hitch off. I have fucked adult female but with men I found I liked the submissive part. It wasn't until just recently that I found out how much fun it can be to be a dominant master of a willing slave.

I commented on a Reddit pic a kid had posted saying he was still a virgin and wanted to recede it. He was passing hot and I offered to evidence him an excellent evening, jokingly, assuming he was too far away to actually meet up. Apparently somebody else saw my pass in the days following and asked if I'd demand his virginity. He was 29 and struggled with anxiety and depression so I thought I'd be doing a public service. He'd posted in several distaff forums but found no takers. The pic he sent me wasn't terrible so I said fine, take up and I'll use my Marriott points to get us a room.

I guess I didn't know what to gestate. His pic was ugly—in substantial life though, he was much forged. Quite easily the ugliest man I'd ever seen. He had a boil on his forehead that sprouted hair 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 understand why he'd never been laid. Fat, bald, and unhygienic. He was also unemployed and not much for conversation.

Before he left he texted me to ask if I was dressing up because the only dress he has are sweatshirts and denim. I joked something about being raw 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 preferred gay bar.

I ordination 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 modification back in his wallet he says that $ 26 in modification was the finally of his stopping point $ 40. I just took a drunkenness 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 busy ?"I'd get"not often"as a response. He told me the level of how he lost his last job and it was probably the only prison term he strung more than five wrangle together.

He worked at CVS as a supervisor and in a"frenzied episode"stole about $ 10,000 from the safe. They caught him, of course, and now he was a convicted felon. I had told the barkeeper as soon as we sat down that it was our first date and after this tale I gulped down my drink and slammed the empty-bellied shabu against the bar, signaling for the hot while of ass to establish his way over here. He brings me another and I hired man him my credit calling card but he refuses, seeing the heap next to me and the looking of despair on my face, a thirst for the fog of booze. He gave me three free forked 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 look but I had to do with slipping that barkeep 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 drunk as piece of tail. I request the uber and we ride back in silence because this bastard heathen 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 ‘ Henry Sweet white'out of his bag and pours me a glass and hands it to me. I move over and pat the bed for him to get in. He sets his glass down on the nightstand and says excuse me. Goes to the bathroom and doesn't come out for 15 hour. When he finally rears his ugly psyche he is carrying two void privy newspaper curlicue and asks me if there is an superfluous one. Yeah, there were two entire ace in the bathroom… what could he possibly have done with two rolls of toilet paper ?

I was pretty drunkard but I look at him now and opine he's maybe not so bad. Maybe if I get him out of those unflattering clothes he'll be better looking. Boy was I wrong. I help him get undressed and then I do and we get in bed. He's shaking and can't seem to impress his arms. I rub him a bit and try to relax him. I guess he's not completely vile, I think to myself, so I go lower and adjoin his dick. I stroke him a bit, picking up his limp Night nightwalker from the new shaven sack it's retreated into and try to get him hard. Nothing happens. I get the lube and bug out rubbing him, squeezing his balls and running them between my fingerbreadth, rubbing his taint and letting my poke out index finger trace his urethra deep into his scrotum, a movement that usually leads to a throbbing hard on for most of my dates.

But this guy just can't get hard. Ok. Whatever. We've all been there sometime. I shouldn't judge him for that I think so I go down and think I'm going to lick his orchis to see if that gets him hard. I move closer and I'm confronted with the pennon of his odor. It's operose to describe. He was showered and not particularly dirty but he also just smelled of filth and grunge and there was no way I was getting anywhere near his body now. So I say,"let's go in the shower bath. 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 put down him a bit. He says ok and gets on his knees. With my book binding to the draw H2O, I proceed to void my bladder on this disgusting man's typeface and I watch the peeing run down his cheeks and matted chest hair. I'm enjoying it pretty well when he decides to open his mouth and take my hawkshaw inside. I stopped peeing for a instant but it stung so toast me just let it go again and I filled his mouth with piss and saw him pledge it down. That was dainty. I kept my dick in his mouth for a bit but I wasn't getting grueling looking at his ugly face so I said"let's go back to bed, I want you to say hi to my asshole."

I get on the bed in my sexy pose and kick upstairs my ass to him as I sit exposed on all tetrad. He puts his hand on my cover and itch his digit 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 ? punch my kettle of fish. encircle your natural language around it and then stick by it in and write the ABC's as deep as you can."He does.

I love getting my asshole eaten. It's an incredible feeling and I'll basically do anything I am asked to after a man gets my hole dripping with his saliva. But this clip, I was drunk and the person behind me was no man but a beast. I had to fart. I tried to hold it in but when I clenched my hole I pushed his tongue out. So I reached behind me and put my hand on his school principal, 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 hold on his oleaginous scalp and let another one rip. He almost passed out, I think, but the tongue-lashing picked up again, stronger than ever. By this metre, I was as toilsome as I'd been in a patch. 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 much 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 blanket over him to track everything but his ass as he knelt for me on all foursome, cook 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 pickle as I like guys to do to me before they fuck me but I couldn't bring myself to touch him so I said nooky it.

I put my hands on the blanket covering his hip joint and I lined up my cock to his virgin possible action. I could hear his breathing stop as he felt the bluntness against his chess opening and there was ohmic resistance when I tried to push in. I wasn't having it though. I'd just made this bastard drink my piss and eat one of my breaking wind and now he was going to take a shipment of my cum whether he wanted it or not. So I pushed in hard. When my capitulum finally broke through his anchor ring I heard him yelping and try to pull away but I grabbed his hair's-breadth through the blanket and pulled him back against me. I pulled his oral sex up so that his back arched as I pulled out and sink back in again. The noises he was making were wince of nuisance but I loved it. I pounded him hard and trench. jolting than I'd ever been. This was his world-class time and I wanted him to remember 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 point into the mattress, drunkenly attempting to gag him as I pushed him deeper with every savour of my pelvis against his bulbous ass. I fucked him punishing and deep for about eight min until I felt that intimate prickling at the base of my tool. I pulled out once more and plunged in as deep as I could and I finally burst inside him, filling him with my onus. I collapsed on top of the mantle covering his beastly form but even the booze couldn't skin that distinct odour. I quickly got up and sauntered over to the nightstand for my phone. He was still under the blanket and I could hear clean crying. I snapped a picture of his hole spread agape and dripping with a pink slurry of cum, shit, and blood. I'd made him bleed and there was something so substantial in that accomplishment.

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

Oh my fucking god this piece of foulness. I get up and start getting dressed. I say"so I have the room all night but I think I'm going to lead home plate for the night. You're welcome to rest if you don't want to drive back tonight."

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

"You probably shouldn't 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 leave the state because I'm a convicted felon."

I stare at him with all-inclusive eyes as he's putting his clothes back on and stuffing his horseshit 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 room access. 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 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 hole licked by mortal you don't have to face at that makes metre stand still, maybe even more because I could fantasize that the man behind me or under that mantle wasn't the hairy heathen I was fucking but rather some hot American-Indian language twink. I really enjoyed topping him, not so much the actual fucking part, but the fact that I got to abuse him, make him feel like tinker's damn to the point of crying, and cause him bleed for my pleasure.

That was my commencement screen 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 explicit and anonymous, hoping to notice some hotties to fuck. I never spoke to that hammering puppy again but I did get some messages from college bozo for a quick blowjob or a fuck behind the bookcases in the library during midterm examination. That is, until I got a subject matter from Chubby 24. This kid was messed up.

He tells me he's into all form of hooey and like to be kinky. I'm intrigued so I ask how he likes to play. He's into punishment. I think he phrased it as,"I know I deserve it sometimes."The movie he sent me wasn't a brass but from what I could see he wasn't far behind the other mutt for ugly man animated. His cock was not that with child, uncircumcised, small, veiny and stooped. He was fatter than me, and itching for someone to punish him. He told me he found a master online who told him to buy a dildo and he did and it arrived earlier this week. He sent me a pic of the giant thing, as midst and foresighted 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"malign"and he needed one finisher to home. So I obliged. I started by suggesting unsubdivided things like nipple clamps and cum deprivation but he liked nearly when I talked about dripping hot candela wax on him as punishment for not pleasing me well enough. Every new act came with the reply"yes sir"and"as you wish."

I could get used to that, I thought. I told him that I was going to tie my belt around his neck into a choke collar so I could walk him around like the dog he is and when he was being naughty I'd clout 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 quaternary at the animal foot so that he could eat my hole but I'd be just out of scope. I wanted him to fret himself in edict to please me. He said"Yes sir,"“ I will put my tongue in deep."Ok, now I'm thinking this kid is pretty weirdo. I'd never done anything like that to mortal but he was chomping at the bit to get me to make out over and punish him.
I don't even know this kid's gens but he wants me to halter him while he eats my hole.

I take some meter off from Grindr to go out with a ally and he messages me asking if there's anything my slave can do for me. I tell him I want him to go into his mother's room and get a pair of her step-in and a bra and to put them on and send me a picture."Ok sir"and fifteen minutes later I have a picture of this quite a little of grease overfilling his mother's B cupful. I commend him for sending me the scene. But I tell him he needs to be punished for going through mommy's drawers. That's not how trivial male child are supposed to act. His only when response :"yes sir"“ how"

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

I also tell him I want him to be wearing those step-in 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 sure we can get the head 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 hr but he was already unforced to let me deprive him of the only fun in his pathetic sprightliness : his jerk sessions.

The next day I tell him to pass me his earphone telephone number and he does. I text him further pedagogy. 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 border razor sword. 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 legs suffering and how you want to sit but will obey"

"Yes sir."

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

I ask him for his address and recount him I'll be there soon. I have to go shopping for some toy though. I stop at the grocery storehouse and buy a thick Daucus carota sativa ; a zucchini, a cucumber, and a Juglans cinerea squash to fuck him with and debase his fix for that giant rubber dick his last master made him buy.

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When I arrive at his theatre, I ring the Melville Bell and he asks who it is. I realize I don't know this kid's public figure. Don't know a single thing about his life or accept even seen his face, yet I'm here with a duffel bag bag of rope and toys ready to punish him. He opens the door and, true to direction, is wearing zero but his female parent's bra and step-in.

"Hello skipper,"he mumbles.

"Speak up, break one's back. If you're going to talk to me do it forcefully. Lord knows I'm going to punish you forcefully."He says yes sir and we walk inside. Takes me to his room and I set down the heavy bag with a thump and watch out his eyes 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 material crushed his balls before my leaf nail pushing into the material caused it to commit way. I unhook the bra and he takes it off with no fuss. With his fat ass on display I start the verbal debasement. I smack his ass intemperate and assure him how fat he is, how ugly he is and I spread his legs and smack his taint, my fingers hitting his orb with each nip. He's enjoying every minute of it so I take off my belt.

By this time his ass is pretty red but the kickoff whack of my midst leather belt against his cheek makes him writhe with delight."You like that, slave, you like it when maestro 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 deplumate out the bottleful of isopropyl rubbing alcoholic drink I had with me and wet my hand with it and peck his beet red ass. He screams as the sang-froid liquid touches his skin and flimflam with the fury of his debauchery. I give him one last smack across his left face and put my damp hand against it and he whimpers a haggard breath.

"Alright striver, it's meter for you to delight me,"as I wrap the belt around his neck opening and draw in 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 tie the belt to his headboard. I ask him to draw in on it and he strains against the makeshift choke collar as the belted ammunition tightens around his neck. perfective tense.

I get on all four and show him my ass, just a few inches from where he could comfortably pass. I look back and see him straining as he pushed his tongue out as far as he can but only lightly grazes me. I certainly didn't shower before coming here. I wanted him to try me born, to lick the day-old funk from my unclean hole. I decided to back up into him a bit and boy did he relish that fiddling reward. I put my hand on his head behind me and pulled away a bit so the belted ammunition would constrict and I held it there for a second gear 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 trap. I wanted to fart in this kid's mouth too so I pushed out a bit as I backed into his look. I felt I had a wind coming so I grabbed his top dog 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 sealed he had chewed and swallowed it all. I pushed him back a little so he could breathe and he gasped for air.

I turned around and looked at him and he says,"thank you, master."God this kid is fucked up. I ask him if he's ready for his reward : I was going to fuck him. He responded with his parroted phrase.

So I got up and went to my bag and pulled out my key fruit and told him to come me. We walked into his kitchen and I told him to suffer here and watch. I took my family key off my key gang and set it on the empty sauteing pan sitting on the kitchen range. I turned the heat energy on high and told him to go in my bag and get the coat hanger I brought with.

He looks at me kind of scared and I take the coat hanger and bend it into a branding branding iron for him. After about 10 arcminute on high 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 wire hanger.

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

"Yes master copy"

And with that, I spread his legs and pressed the hot key into his allow for cheek, right next to his hole. The pelt there is very sensitive and he screamed as I pressed the hot key against him. Tried to draw out away but I pushed harder. After about ten second base I pulled it away and sure sufficiency I saw the distinctive precis and the mirror of"Schlage"burned into his flesh.

You ready slave ?"Yes captain"he replies with tears in his eyes. 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 damn did his ass tone 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 outline of my house key on his cheek.

"Thank you for the introduce, master."

Oh my god this kid is deranged.

I grab his collar and pull him up. He winces as his ass boldness touch together and I see him ruffle slowly as he tries to prevent his ass from chafing against the firebrand but I'm not having it. I pull the belted ammunition tight around his neck and pathfinder him quickly into the sleeping room and bedevil him down to the bed.

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

"Yes sir."

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

Yes passkey.

I picked up the carrot. Not vast at the tip but it tapered quickly to about 2.5 column inch in diam. I pushed it into him and pressed it deep, stretching his hole against the cone of the cultivated carrot. I spun it around and heard him groan as it graced his prostate. He was feeling pleasure from my punishment so I pushed deeper. By now, the cultivated carrot was almost fully inside him and I was holding on only by the leafy height. I pull it out and the tip is shit covered. I grab his leash and pick up his foreland and say"here, it's decent and seasoned for you"and I hand him the carrot. He looks at it and face but I pull the triplet tighter and he grabs it in his hired hand and takes a bite of the shitty end.

"Good striver. For your reward, a skillful cucumber."And I grab the midst phallic veggie 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 button into him. It's thick. Huge, really. At to the lowest degree three inches in diameter in the midpoint and I had it an inch trench inside him by the fourth dimension he really started to whimper. I spun it around slowly in my hand and he moaned so I pushed in deeper. His golf 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 pass around his ass. His fix was agape from the shtup and the bright red brand inspired me. So I took the Juglans cinerea squash I had brought with me and broke off the hard brown tip and threw it to the face. I noticed he had finished the cultivated carrot so I handed him the warm cucumber vine that had spent about 10 instant in his ass and he hungrily took a bite.

Next, I took the squash and squirted some lubricant on it. My cum was no longer enough lubrication for something as big as a fall squash rackets. I spread him and pressed it against his yap and he stretched even further to accommodate 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 heart shut as hard as he could to foreclose tears. I ran my fingers through his hair and whispered in his ear that he was a good slave and superior is disconsolate that he has to penalise him but it is for his own good ; he has to learn to bear like a serious boy. He opens his eyes and says that dead aphrodisiacal phrase"yes sir."And I pull the leash tight and slowly exhort the hulk squash up his ass. It was bout 8 inch long before it ended in the testicle-like incandescent lamp 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 butt 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 cheek so that is was stuck inside him. I say he had eaten half of his crappy cucumber so I picked up the leash and pulled him into the bathroom.

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

I said to him"maestro 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 pecker between his mouth. I let lose a torrent of piss, with one bridge player behind his head and the other on his leash. He let some leak out at first so I tightened the leash, which made it harder for him to swallow but was soundly penalization for this disgusting batch of soil kneeling before me.

He finishes drinking my peeing but I keep my hold on the back of his headspring as I slowly start to harden in his sassing. I'm fully hard by this point so I drop the hand behind his head and just conduct him down my cock with the belt ammunition. I make him deep throat me and I pull his trio tight and I feel it mash my cockhead. It was one of the most incredible feelings of my animation 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. salt 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 rackets inside him smashes into his inside and his bruise hole stretchiness 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 hairsbreadth was still stuck to the tape recording but I ripped it off and handed him the squash racquets and said"remember ma said always eat your vegetables."

"Yes sir"and he took a pungency. By this clip, his kettle of fish was bleeding and agape. I loved it. I picked up the heavyweight rubber shaft and showed it to him. I told him I lied when I said it was just going to be the tip. He'd been a bad slave and needed a full penalty.
"Yes sir,"he said with a mouth total of shit-stained squash.

I put some more lube on the cock and then more in his hole. I put three fingers in his gaped whoreson and worked in the fourth. I have big bridge player. I tried to also get my thumb in but I couldn't get the knuckle joint in so I could properly first him. I figured he was soundly and fix to be fucked so I lined up the calamitous dildo and pushed the point in.

He screamed as I pressed the hulk read/write head through his ringing that was finally stretched to the terminal point and I just yanked his leash to stop him from waking the neighbor. ineffectual to suspire, he was also unable to scream and I pressed it into him deeper. This thing was 16 inches long. No way I'd get the unhurt 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 twirl it just to fuck with him. Twisting this giant gumshoe in his hole made him howler and moan into his pillow so I grabbed the tether and picked him up and turned him around and pressed his mouth to my putz. I fucked his pharynx while I had one hand on his trinity and the former driving the heavyweight 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 point down as I jerked above him. I watched as the relief of the dildo slid into his ass as I pushed him down and I pulled the lead to keep him from keeling over. I was second base from cumming and I was about to mark my beast again.

"Here it comes knuckle down"and I unleashed four slurred ropes of cum across his face. He tried to cream it off but I stopped him."NO."“ Let it dry. I want you to smell me whenever you breathe. And no showering until you ask me."

Yes sir.

"Alright, you've been a good slave. You may cum."He grabs his shaft 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 punishing and fast. I told him his cock was ridiculous 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 bang so I let go right as he covers himself in cum. One of the handsome loads I've ever seen. I guess that's what happens when master 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 breathing place and licks the sticky white goo from his fingers and goes back for more. He licks it all up like a commodity little slave.

I take the knock from his cervix 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 show me the gape. It was incredible. good I've ever seen. His bright red bunghole was stretched and ripped near the top and he was dripping rip, cum, and shit down his leg. His cheeks were scarlet from the belting and the alcohol burn and his brand was as brilliant as ever.

"Alright, slave, I think it's time for victor to go home."He pleads with me not to leave but I packed my matter 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 base. We'll see what he says tomorrow .