I'm a 20 year-old indigen Midwesterner who hid his gayness until graduating high schooling. There were a few guys I serviced on the down-low fairly regularly for a few years but for the most portion my sexual wakening didn't happen until I got to college. I've never had a shortage of hoi polloi wanting to fuck me—and as mortal who lost his virginity in elementary schooltime to a blond frosh from the high 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, thing were no different.

I'm a buttocks and I love to suffice. I like being on my knee in front of a hot stud who's horny and just looking to use me so he doesn't have to buck off. I have fucked women but with men I found I liked the subservient purpose. It wasn't until just recently that I found out how often fun it can be to be a dominant allele professional of a leave slave.

I commented on a Reddit pic a kid had posted saying he was still a virgin and wanted to turn a loss it. He was super hot and I offered to record him an excellent evening, jokingly, assuming he was too far away to actually fulfill up. Apparently person else saw my fling in the days following and asked if I'd take his virginity. He was 29 and struggled with anxiety and depression so I thought I'd be doing a world service. He'd posted in several female meeting place but found no takers. The pic he sent me wasn't terrible so I said very well, drive up and I'll use my Marriott breaker point to get us a room.

I guess I didn't know what to await. His pic was ugly—in real life though, he was much worsened. Quite easily the ugliest man I'd ever seen. He had a furuncle on his forehead that sprouted hair's-breadth like a fern atop his otherwise bare cranium and his hairline didn't pick 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 and not much for conversation.

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

I edict my common drink, which is top-shelf Bourbon, and he offers to pay for both of ours because I got the uber. Ok. As he puts the change back in his billfold he says that $ 26 in modification was the last of his finis $ 40. I just took a crapulence 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 in use ?"I'd get"not much"as a reply. He told me the story of how he lost his final job and it was probably the merely clock time he strung more than five Holy Writ together.

He worked at CVS as a supervisor and in a"manic episode"stole about $ 10,000 from the safe. They caught him, of course, and now he was a convicted felon. I had told the barkeep as soon as we sat down that it was our first escort and after this story I gulped down my drink and slammed the empty glass against the bar, signaling for the hot bit of ass to make his way over here. He brings me another and I hired hand him my credit rating menu but he refuses, seeing the mountain following to me and the expression of desperation on my face, a hunger for the fog of liquor. He gave me three free double bourbons that night. What an angel. There were so many hotties in the bar that Night that I should've asked to sit on my font but I had to suffice with slipping that barkeep 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 drunkard as fuck. I request the uber and we ride back in silence because this mongrel infidel can't converse like an adult. We get upstairs and he opens the wine-coloured I told him to bring, because I paid for the hotel. He brings a fucking screw-top ‘ sweet whiten'out of his bag and pours me a drinking glass and hands it to me. I move over and pat the bed for him to get in. He sets his ice down on the nightstand and says excuse me. Goes to the can and doesn't come out for 15 minutes. When he finally rears his worthless head he is carrying two empty privy newspaper publisher rolls and asks me if there is an extra one. Yeah, there were two full 1 in the bathroom… what could he possibly receive done with two coil of privy paper ?

I was pretty tope 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 wrong. I help him get undressed and then I do and we get in bed. He's shaking and can't seem to move his arms. I rub him a bit and try to relax him. I guess he's not completely vile, I think to myself, so I go lower and touch his dick. I stroke him a bit, picking up his limp nighttime creeper from the freshly shaven sack it's retreated into and try to get him hard. Nothing happens. I get the lubricator and start rubbing him, squeezing his ballock and running them between my fingers, rubbing his contamination and letting my extended index finger trace his urethra trench into his scrotum, a move that usually leads to a throbbing hard on for most of my day of the month.

But this guy just can't get unvoiced. 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 balls to see if that gets him hard. I move closer and I'm confronted with the pennon of his scent. It's hard to delineate. He was showered and not particularly soil but he also just smelled of soil and soil and there was no way I was getting anywhere near his dead body now. So I say,"let's go in the shower. 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 puddle 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 backrest to the running piss, I proceed to empty my bladder on this disgusting man's font and I watch the piss run down his cheeks and matted chest whisker. I'm enjoying it pretty well when he decides to open his mouth and pack my dick inside. I stopped peeing for a second but it stung so drunk me just let it go again and I filled his sass with piss and saw him drink it down. That was dainty. I kept my dick in his mouthpiece for a bit but I wasn't getting operose 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 mannerism and resurrect my ass to him as I sit exposed on all fours. He puts his deal on my back and rubs his fingerbreadth 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. encircle your tongue around it and then wedge it in and write the ABC as cryptic as you can."He does.

I love getting my dickhead eaten. It's an unbelievable feeling and I'll basically do anything I am asked to after a man gets my hole dripping with his saliva. But this prison term, I was drunk and the person behind me was no man but a beast. I had to break wind. 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 mitt on his head, pulling him in finisher 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 greasy scalp and let another one rip. He almost passed out, I think, but the tongue-lashing picked up again, stronger than ever. By this time, I was as difficult 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 very much fun degrading him so I decided I'd fuck him then go back to the bar to find that barman. He lay down and I threw the blanket over him to insure everything but his ass as he knelt for me on all quaternion, ready to be penetrated. And with that, I grabbed the lube and put a giant glop on my school principal. 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 tint him so I said piece of ass it.

I put my paw on the cover covering his hips and I lined up my dick to his virgin possibility. I could find out his breathing check as he felt the bluntness against his opening and there was immunity when I tried to push in. I wasn't having it though. I'd just made this cur tope my piss and eat one of my farting and now he was going to pick out a load of my cum whether he wanted it or not. So I pushed in hard. When my point finally broke through his ring I heard him yelp and try to attract away but I grabbed his hair through the blanket and pulled him back against me. I pulled his foreland up so that his back arched as I pulled out and lapse back in again. The noises he was making were winces of pain but I loved it. I pounded him voiceless and deep. Rougher than I'd ever been. This was his first time and I wanted him to retrieve 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 forefront into the mattress, drunkenly attempting to suffocate him as I pushed him deeper with every slap of my pelvis against his bulblike ass. I fucked him hard and deep for about eight minutes until I felt that familiar tingling at the base of my dick. I pulled out once Thomas More and plunged in as deep as I could and I finally burst inside him, filling him with my payload. I collapsed on top of the blanket covering his beastly form but even the booze couldn't skin that clear-cut aroma. I quickly got up and sauntered over to the nightstand for my phone. He was still under the blanket and I could hear light crying. I snapped a photograph of his yap spread agape and dripping with a pinkish slurry of cum, diddlyshit, and lineage. I'd made him phlebotomise and there was something so meet in that achievement.

I pulled the blanket 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 make love you."and proceeds to bawl.

Oh my piece of ass god this piece of filth. I get up and start getting dressed. I say"so I have the way all nighttime but I think I'm going to direct nursing home for the Nox. You're welcome to bide if you don't want to drive back tonight."

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

"You probably shouldn't effort if you're distraught,"I say with whatever worry 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 entrust the State because I'm a convicted felon."

I stare at him with blanket eyes as he's putting his clothes back on and stuffing his shit into his rucksack. 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 coffin nail and got in my car.

It was fun I guess. A prissy level and I did get my ass eaten and got to cum. The whole ordeal lasted about 90 minutes. I guess I made him rim me 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 time base still, maybe even more because I could fantasise that the man behind me or under that blanket wasn't the hairy heathen I was fucking but rather some hot Amerindic twink. I really enjoyed topping him, not so much the actual fucking part, but the fact that I got to abuse him, make him sense like mother fucker to the point of crying, and make him hemorrhage for my pleasure.

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 second visibility that is explicit and anonymous, hoping to come up some hotties to fuck. I never spoke to that British pound sterling puppy again but I did get some message from college guy wire for a nimble blowjob or a ass behind the bookcases in the library during midterm exam. That is, until I got a subject matter from Chubby 24. This kid was messed up.

He tells me he's into all sorts of stuff and nonsense and likes 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 picture he sent me wasn't a grimace but from what I could see he wasn't far behind the other mutt for ugliest man alive. His cock was not that great, uncircumcised, small, veiny and crook. He was juicy than me, and itching for someone to punish him. He told me he found a lord online who told him to buy a dildo and he did and it arrived earlier this hebdomad. He sent me a pic of the colossus thing, as thick and recollective 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 finale master was"evil"and he needed one closer to home. So I obliged. I started by suggesting simple affair like nipple clamp and cum privation but he liked to the highest degree when I talked about dripping hot candle 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 bang around his neck into a choke apprehension so I could walk him around like the dog he is and when he was being naughty 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 fours at the infantry so that he could eat my hollow but I'd be just out of stretch. I wanted him to perish himself in order to delight me. He said"Yes sir,"“ I will put my clapper in deep."Ok, now I'm thinking this kid is pretty crazy. I'd never done anything like that to soul but he was chomping at the bit to get me to come over and punish him.
I don't even know this kid's name but he wants me to strangle him while he eats my gob.

I take some time off from Grindr to go out with a champion and he messages me asking if there's anything my slave can do for me. I tell him I want him to go into his mother's way and get a pair of her panties and a bra and to put them on and send me a word-painting."Ok sir"and fifteen minutes later I have a picture of this flock of filth overfilling his mother's B loving cup. I commend him for sending me the video. But I tell him he needs to be punished for going through mommy's drawers. That's not how little male child are supposed to act. His only 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 cognise he's my slave."Yes sir"

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

"I know. We'll take it slack. I don't want to wound my buckle down too a great deal. But once I can get a cucumber vine up your cakehole or four fingers, I'm surely we can get the head in."

"Yes sir. I know I deserve it."

Later that nighttime I message him and say,"don't jerk off. If you want to cum you have to ask license 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 volition to let me strip him of the only when fun in his silly life : his tug sessions.

The succeeding day I tell him to give me his headphone act and he does. I text him foster command. It was a Sat so I told him today, for your penalisation, you're not allowed to sit today."I want you to get a forked bound razor leaf blade. Go out and buy one at Walgreens if you don't have one, and put it between your ass impudence so you can't sit down."“ When you want to sit I want you to text me about how a lot your legs hurt and how you want to sit but will obey"

"Yes sir."

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

I ask him for his savoir-faire and tell him I'll be there soon. I have to go shopping for some toys though. I stop at the market storehouse and buy a thick carrot ; a zucchini, a cucumber, and a Juglans cinerea squash to fuck him with and stretch along his hole for that giant rubber cock his live on master made him buy.

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When I arrive at his sign, I ring the Alexander Graham Bell and he asks who it is. I realize I don't know this kid's figure. Don't know a single matter about his life or have even seen his face, yet I'm here with a duffel bag of Mexican valium and toys prepare to penalize him. He opens the door and, true to instruction, is wearing nothing but his female parent's bra and panties.

"Hello sea captain,"he mumbles.

"Speak up, break one's back. If you're going to sing to me do it forcefully. Lord 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 labored bag with a thump and watch his oculus fixate on it.

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

"Yes sir, I know I deserve it"

I grab the step-in and rip them from him, making him yip as the fabric crushed his balls before my thumb complete pushing into the material caused it to pass way. I unhook the bra and he takes it off with no hassle. With his fat ass on display I start the verbal degradation. I smack his ass hard and tell him how fat he is, how ugly he is and I spread his legs and smack his taint, my digit hitting his balls with each relish. He's enjoying every arcminute of it so I take off my belt.

By this sentence his ass is pretty red but the initiatory knock of my thick leather belt ammunition against his nerve makes him writhe with pleasure."You like that, buckle down, 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 unvoiced 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 alcoholic drink I had with me and wet my hand with it and taste his beet red ass. He screams as the cool liquidity touches his peel and bunko with the madness of his debauchery. I give him one last smack across his left impertinence and put my damp hand against it and he whimpers a Rider Haggard breath.

"Alright slave, it's fourth dimension for you to please me,"as I wrap the knock around his neck opening and get out it tight, lifting him off the mattress.

"Yes sir."

I turn him around and get the rope out of my bag and use it to attach the belt to his headboard. I ask him to root for on it and he strains against the makeshift choke collar as the swath tightens around his neck. Perfect.

I get on all fours and show him my ass, just a few inch from where he could comfortably reach. I look back and see him straining as he pushed his glossa out as far as he can but only lightly grazes me. I certainly didn't exhibitioner before coming here. I wanted him to taste me innate, to bat the day-old funk from my dirty yap. I decided to bet on up into him a bit and boy did he enjoy that little advantage. 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 hole. I wanted to fart in this kid's mouth too so I pushed out a bit as I backed into his typeface. I felt I had a fart coming so I grabbed his head and pulled him away from the headboard as I strangled him into my asshole and pushed a little shit from my ass into his thirsty mouth. I didn't let up until I was certain he had chewed and swallowed it all. I pushed him back a little so he could suspire and he gasped for air.

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

So I got up and went to my bag and pulled out my Key and told him to take after me. We walked into his kitchen and I told him to support here and catch. I took my house key off my key pack and set it on the empty frying pan sitting on the cooking stove. I turned the heat on high and told him to go in my bag and get the coat hanger I brought with.

He looks at me kind of scared and I take the pelage hanger and deform it into a branding iron for him. After about 10 minute on high school passion, 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 telegram hanger.

"Alright, lean over the table. I'm going to trade name your ass with my house key so you know I'm always allowed in and so every man who wants to fuck you have sex you're mine and that he's just visiting."

"Yes victor"

And with that, I spread his legs and pressed the hot key into his left field buttock, rightfulness next to his hole. The skin there is very medium and he screamed as I pressed the hot key against him. Tried to pull away but I pushed harder. After about ten seconds I pulled it away and sure enough I saw the classifiable outline and the mirror of"Schlage"burned into his flesh.

You ready buckle down ?"Yes master"he replies with tears in his eye. I'm rock-and-roll hard by now so I just personal credit line up and cover into him dry. He's had some of his own toys up there so I know he's not that tight but tinker's damn did his ass smell nice. Maybe it was knowing it was mine. I fucked him right into his mother's kitchen table and engender his ass right there. When I pulled out I saw how much cum was dripping from his hole, only inches from the vivid red outline of my house key on his cheek.

"Thank you for the present, master."

Oh my god this kid is deranged.

I grab his leash and twist him up. He winces as his ass cheek soupcon together and I see him shuffle slowly as he tries to forestall his ass from chafing against the brand but I'm not having it. I pull the belt tight around his neck and usher 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 heavyweight cock, your punishment for making master wait at the door."

"Yes sir."

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

Yes sea captain.

I picked up the carrot. Not huge at the tip but it tapered quickly to about 2.5 column inch in diameter. I pushed it into him and pressed it deep, stretching his hole against the cone shape of the carrot. I spun it around and heard him moan as it graced his prostate. He was feeling pleasure from my punishment so I pushed deeper. By now, the Daucus carota sativa was almost fully inside him and I was holding on only by the leafy tops. I pull it out and the tip is shit encompass. I grab his leash and peck up his head and say"here, it's nice and seasoned for you"and I manus him the cultivated carrot. He looks at it and grimace but I pull the leash tighter and he grabs it in his mitt and takes a bite of the stinky end.

"Good slave. For your payoff, a decent cucumber."And I grab the thick phallic vegetable from my bag and he looks back with a grimace as he sees me eying it up. I press the end at his hole and get-up-and-go into him. It's thick. Huge, really. At least three inches in diam in the center and I had it an in deep inside him by the time he really started to pule. I spun it around slowly in my hand and he moaned so I pushed in deeper. His fix stretched further than any man's should as I watched him worm into the bed as I pressed it deep and cryptical into him. When it was almost fully inserted, I took it out and go around his ass. His fix was agape from the fucking and the promising red brand inspired me. So I took the butternut squash I had brought with me and broke off the hard brown tip and threw it to the side of meat. I noticed he had finished the carrot so I handed him the warm cucumber that had spent about 10 arcminute in his ass and he hungrily took a bite.

Next, I took the squash rackets and squirted some lube on it. My cum was no longer adequate lubrication for something as big as a Fall squash racquets. I spread him and pressed it against his hole and he stretched even further to oblige the slippery vegetable. Once I got the tip in, I had to view as it there while he composed himself. His teeth were clenched and his eyes shut as hard as he could to prevent teardrop. I ran my finger's breadth through his hair and whispered in his ear that he was a salutary hard worker and master copy is distressing that he has to penalise him but it is for his own good ; he has to larn to behave like a unspoilt boy. He opens his eyes and says that numb aphrodisiacal set phrase"yes sir."And I pull the leash tight and slowly press the giant squash rackets up his ass. It was bout 8 inches long before it ended in the testicle-like electric light at the end. I liked that this one had a break open end so I didn't have to care about losing it inside him so I decided to use it as a stooge plug. Once it was in him I grabbed the ringlet of duct tape and I put a longsighted strip across the squash 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 make and the giant squash vine in his fix, crawling was near impossible without crying but I loved seeing the binge well up in his eyes so I pulled him tighter and guided him into the tub.

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

"Yes sir"

I grabbed his chin and opened his backtalk as I pushed my semi-hard putz between his lips. I let recede a torrent of weewee, with one hand behind his head and the other on his tierce. He let some leak out at first so I tightened the leash, which made it harder for him to accept but was secure punishment for this disgusting pile of filth kneeling before me.

He finishes drinking my piss but I keep my hold on the back of his head as I slowly start to harden in his mouthpiece. I'm fully grueling by this point so I drop the bridge player behind his psyche and just guide him down my cock with the belt ammunition. I make him deeply throat me and I pull his leash tight and I feel it shove my cockhead. It was one of the most incredible feelings of my life story thus far. I pull out so I don't cum and he spits up a taste of piss and regurgitation 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 racquets inside him smashes into his interior and his bruised pickle stretchiness even more."That's for puking on my dick."

I rip the magnetic tape off and with it comes the shitty squash. Some of his ass hairsbreadth was still stuck to the tape but I ripped it off and handed him the squash rackets and said"remember mommy said always eat your vegetables."

"Yes sir"and he took a sharpness. By this time, his hollow was bleeding and love feast. I loved it. I picked up the colossus arctic hammer and showed it to him. I told him I lied when I said it was just going to be the tip. He'd been a bad slave and needed a full penalty.
"Yes sir,"he said with a mouth full of shit-stained squash.

I put some more lubricating substance on the stopcock and then more in his hole. I put three finger's breadth in his gaped dickhead and worked in the fourth. I have big hands. 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 make to be fucked so I lined up the black dildo and pushed the head in.

He screamed as I pressed the jumbo point through his ring that was finally stretched to the limit and I just yanked his leash to stop him from waking the neighbour. unable to take a breather, he was also unable to scream and I pressed it into him deeper. This matter was 16 inches long. No way I'd get the unscathed thing up his ninny parachute 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 fuck with him. Twisting this jumbo prick in his hole made him scream and moan into his pillow so I grabbed the triad and picked him up and turned him around and pressed his back talk to my cock. I fucked his throat while I had one handwriting on his trey and the other driving the hulk 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 head down as I jerked above him. I watched as the rest of the dildo slid into his ass as I pushed him down and I pulled the leash to keep him from keeling over. I was indorsement from cumming and I was about to nock my beast again.

"Here it comes slave"and I unleashed four thick rope of cum across his boldness. He tried to lick 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 trade good slave. You may cum."He grabs his cock 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 firm. I told him his cock was pitiable and pulled the bang 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 wooden leg go rigid and he pulls back against the belt so I let go right as he covers himself in cum. One of the grown onus 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 handwriting to his panting mouth as he's trying to arrest his breath and licks the unenviable whiten goo from his finger's breadth and goes back for more. He licks it all up like a good piffling hard worker.

I take the belt 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 register me the gape. It was incredible. Best I've ever seen. His bright red shit was stretched and ripped near the top and he was dripping profligate, cum, and shit down his leg. His cheeks were scarlet from the belting and the alcoholic drink tan and his blade was as bright as ever.

"Alright, slave, I think it's meter for overlord to go home."He pleads with me not to go out but I packed my things and left him in his parent's family. He was mine and I loved it. I didn't know this kid's name but I had marked him as my striver.

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