I'm a 20 year-old aboriginal Midwesterner who hid his gayness until graduating in high spirits shoal. There were a few guys I serviced on the down-low fairly regularly for a few years but for the well-nigh part my sexual awakening didn't happen until I got to college. I've never had a shortage of people wanting to jazz me—and as mortal who lost his virginity in uncomplicated schoolhouse to a blond frosh from the high school who needed to"practice session"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 bottom and I love to serve. I like being on my knees in front of a hot stud who's horny and just looking to use me so he doesn't have to jerk off. I have fucked womanhood but with men I found I liked the submissive purpose. It wasn't until just recently that I found out how much fun it can be to be a dominant master of a will hard worker.

I commented on a Reddit pic a kid had posted saying he was still a Virgin and wanted to lose it. He was extremely hot and I offered to show him an first-class evening, jokingly, assuming he was too far away to actually play up. Apparently someone else saw my offer in the twenty-four hour period following and asked if I'd admit his virginity. He was 29 and struggled with anxiety and depression so I thought I'd be doing a public service of process. He'd posted in several female forums but found no takers. The pic he sent me wasn't terrible so I said all right, drive up and I'll use my Marriott points to get us a room.

I guess I didn't know what to carry. His pic was ugly—in real life though, he was much worse. Quite easily the atrocious man I'd ever seen. He had a furuncle on his brow that sprouted fuzz like a fern atop his otherwise bare brainpan and his hairline didn't pick up again until the stem of his skull. I was starting to realize why he'd never been laid. Fat, bald, and unhygienic. He was also unemployed people and not practically for conversation.

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

I orderliness my usual 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 wallet he says that $ 26 in change was the last of his last $ 40. I just took a drink and tried to smile. We sat and talked a bit but every time I'd ask him thing like"what do you like to do ?"or"what keeps you occupy ?"I'd get"not a lot"as a reply. He told me the narration of how he lost his last job and it was probably the only meter he strung more than five words together.

He worked at CVS as a supervisory program and in a"frenzied episode"stole about $ 10,000 from the safe. They caught him, of course, and now he was a convicted crook. I had told the bartender as soon as we sat down that it was our number one date and after this story I gulped down my drink and slammed the empty glass against the bar, signaling for the hot piece of ass to prepare his way over here. He brings me another and I hand him my citation card but he refuses, seeing the bus next to me and the look of desperation on my face, a hungriness for the fog of booze. He gave me three free twofold bourbons that night. What an angel. There were so many hotties in the bar that nighttime that I should've asked to sit on my brass but I had to suffice with slipping that bartender my turn 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 screwing. I request the uber and we ride back in silence because this bastard heathen can't converse like an grownup. We get upstair and he opens the wine I told him to bring, because I paid for the hotel. He brings a fucking screw-top ‘ confection whiteness'out of his bag and teem 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 rationalise me. Goes to the privy and doesn't come out for 15 minutes. When he finally rears his horrifying head he is carrying two vacuous crapper paper rolls and asks me if there is an supererogatory one. Yeah, there were two replete one in the bathroom… what could he possibly take done with two rolls of lavatory paper ?

I was pretty booze but I look at him now and think he's maybe not so bad. Maybe if I get him out of those unflattering clothes he'll be adept looking. Boy was I wrong. I help him get disinvest and then I do and we get in bed. He's shaking and can't seem to move his blazonry. I rub him a bit and try to slack him. I guess he's not completely vile, I think to myself, so I go lower and partake his dick. I stroke him a bit, picking up his hobble night crawler from the freshly 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 fingers, rubbing his taint and letting my extended index number fingerbreadth trace his urethra deep 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 heavy. 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 chunk to see if that gets him heavily. I move closer and I'm confronted with the pennon of his scent. It's heavy to describe. He was showered and not particularly filthy but he also just smelled of grease and grime and there was no way I was getting anywhere near his body now. So I say,"let's go in the shower. That'd be pretty hot, don't you think ?"

We get in and I say I have to pee and out of nowhere I ask if he'd let me pee-pee 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 binding to the guide water, I proceed to empty my bladder on this disgusting man's fount and I watch the pissing run down his cheeks and matted chest hair. I'm enjoying it pretty well when he decides to open his mouth and shoot my gumshoe interior. I stopped peeing for a arcsecond but it stung so fuddle me just let it go again and I filled his mouth with piss and saw him booze it down. That was dainty. I kept my dick in his mouth for a bit but I wasn't getting knockout 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 fours. He puts his hand on my back and rub his fingers down my shot. I ask him if he likes it and he says yeah. I look back and he's still not hard so I say ok,"why don't you try rimming my ass ? Lick my mess. circle your tongue around it and then stick around it in and write the ABC as inscrutable as you can."He does.

I love getting my son of a bitch eaten. It's an unbelievable tactual sensation and I'll basically do anything I am asked to after a man gets my pickle dripping with his spit. But this clip, I was drunk and the person behind me was no man but a creature. I had to fart. I tried to take hold it in but when I clenched my cakehole I pushed his tongue out. So I reached behind me and put my paw on his point, pulling him in finisher to me, and I released.

I heard him gag as I let the gas flight me. I felt him try to pull away but I kept my postponement 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 clip, I was as hard as I'd been in a while. I told him to get on the bed.

I'd never topped a man before and we had agreed that he'd be the top tonight but he wasn't getting arduous and I was having too much fun degrading him so I decided I'd fuck him then go back to the bar to recover that bartender. He lay down and I threw the blanket over him to cover everything but his ass as he knelt for me on all fours, set up to be penetrated. And with that, I grabbed the lube and put a gargantuan glop on my head. I thought about rubbing it into his hole as I like guys to do to me before they fuck me but I couldn't bring myself to touch him so I said fuck it.

I put my bridge player on the blanket covering his hips and I lined up my putz to his Virgo the Virgin opening. I could hear his breathing stop as he felt the dullness against his opening and there was opposition when I tried to push in. I wasn't having it though. I'd just made this mutt imbibe my piss and eat one of my farts and now he was going to take a load of my cum whether he wanted it or not. So I pushed in hard. When my brain finally broke through his mob I heard him yelping and try to displume away but I grabbed his hair through the blanket and pulled him back against me. I pulled his head up so that his back arched as I pulled out and sunk back in again. The disturbance he was making were winces of pain in the neck but I loved it. I pounded him hard and mystifying. grating than I'd ever been. This was his first 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 Clarence Shepard Day Jr. later.

I pushed his head into the mattress, drunkenly attempting to suffocate him as I pushed him rich with every smack of my renal pelvis against his bulb-shaped ass. I fucked him hard and deep for about eight minutes until I felt that familiar tingling at the base of my tool. I pulled out once more and plunged in as thick as I could and I finally burst inside him, filling him with my freight. I collapsed on top of the mantle covering his beastly form but even the booze couldn't hide that discrete olfactory perception. 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 picture of his hole facing pages agape and dripping with a pink slurry of cum, shit, and blood. I'd made him bleed and there was something so satisfying in that accomplishment.

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

Oh my fucking god this piece of vulgarism. I get up and jump getting dressed. I say"so I have the way all night but I think I'm going to head rest home for the Nox. You're welcome to stay if you don't want to drive back tonight."

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

"You probably shouldn't driveway 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 wide eyes as he's putting his apparel 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 threshold. It was only about 11 so I lit a coffin nail and got in my car.

It was fun I guess. A overnice fib and I did get my ass eaten and got to cum. The whole ordeal lasted about 90 bit. I guess I made him rim me longer than I thought I did, haha. There's something about getting your hole licked by somebody you don't have to look at that makes time stand still, maybe even more because I could fantasize that the man behind me or under that cover wasn't the hairy pagan I was fucking but rather some hot Indian twink. I really enjoyed topping him, not so very much the existent fuck component, but the fact that I got to abuse him, make him feel like shit to the degree of outcry, and realise him bleed for my pleasure.

That was my firstly blind escort 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 s profile that is explicit and anon., hoping to find some hotties to fuck. I never spoke to that pound puppy again but I did get some messages from college bozo for a quick blowjob or a nooky behind the bookcases in the library during midterms. That is, until I got a substance from Chubby 24. This kid was messed up.

He tells me he's into all sorts of stuff and likes to be kinky. I'm intrigued so I ask how he likes to bring. He's into punishment. I think he phrased it as,"I know I deserve it sometimes."The picture he sent me wasn't a look but from what I could see he wasn't far behind the other mutt for ugliest man animated. His shaft was not that great, uncircumcised, small, veiny and corrupt. He was productive than me, and itching for soul 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 calendar week. He sent me a pic of the giant affair, as thick and long than the 20oz coke bottle he showed me for scale leaf. It looked terrifying but I wanted to use it on him as soon as I saw it. He said his close master was"vicious"and he needed one closer to home. So I obliged. I started by suggesting simple-minded things like nipple clamps and cum deprivation but he liked most when I talked about dripping hot candle wax on him as penalization 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 swath around his neck opening into a choke collar so I could walk him around like the dog he is and when he was being spicy I'd pull it tight around his throat. He said yes sir.

I told him how I wanted to tie the knock to the read/write head of his bed and get on all 4 at the foot so that he could eat my hole but I'd be just out of range. I wanted him to kick the bucket himself in society to please me. He said"Yes sir,"“ I will put my knife in deep."Ok, now I'm thinking this kid is jolly dotty. I'd never done anything like that to someone 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 suffocate him while he eats my hole.

I take some sentence 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 duad of her panties and a bra and to put them on and send me a impression."Ok sir"and fifteen minutes later I have a pic of this flock of filth overfilling his female parent's B cups. I commend him for sending me the picture. But I tell him he needs to be punished for going through mommy's drawers. That's not how little boys 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 roll in the hay 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 evildoing. I told him I was going to have intercourse him with that dildo as his penalty and he replies"but sir it's so big."

"I know. We'll take it slow. I don't want to smart my slave too much. But once I can get a cucumber vine up your trap or four digit, 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 permit first, from now on."

"Yes sir."I didn't know this kid's epithet and had only messaged him for 18 60 minutes but he was already willing to let me divest him of the only fun in his wretched life : his jerk sessions.

The next day I tell him to give me his phone number and he does. I text him farther instructions. It was a Saturday so I told him today, for your punishment, you're not allowed to sit today."I want you to get a double edge razor vane. Go out and buy one at Walgreens if you don't have one, and put it between your ass nerve so you can't sit down."“ When you want to sit I want you to text me about how much your legs hurt and how you want to sit but will obey"

"Yes sir."

Now it's William Ashley Sunday so I message him with final teaching.

I ask him for his destination and tell him I'll be there soon. I have to go shopping for some miniature though. I stop at the market store and buy a fatheaded cultivated carrot ; a zucchini, a cuke, and a Juglans cinerea squash to fuck him with and unfold his jam for that giant caoutchouc shaft his last master copy made him buy.

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When I arrive at his family, I ring the bell and he asks who it is. I realize I don't know this kid's name. Don't know a single thing about his life or have even seen his face, yet I'm here with a duffel bag of rope and toys ready to penalise him. He opens the door and, true to instruction, is wearing aught but his mother's bra and panties.

"Hello master,"he mumbles.

"Speak up, slave. If you're going to verbalise to me do it forcefully. Divine 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 thud and watch his eyes 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 panty and rip them from him, making him yelp as the fabric crushed his balls before my quarter round nail pushing into the fabric caused it to contribute way. I unhook the bra and he takes it off with no flap. 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 stage and peck his taint, my finger's breadth hitting his Ball with each smack. He's enjoying every minute of arc of it so I take off my belt.

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

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

I whack him again and say he isn't trying severely 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 feeding bottle of isopropyl rubbing inebriant I had with me and wet my hand with it and smack his beet red ass. He screams as the cool liquid state touches his skin and hustle with the Fury of his debauchery. I give him one last hell dust across his left field cheek and put my tone down hand against it and he whimpers a wasted breath.

"Alright hard worker, it's fourth dimension for you to please me,"as I wrap the belt around his neck and pull it taut, lifting him off the mattress.

"Yes sir."

I turn him around and get the rophy out of my bag and use it to attach the rap to his headboard. I ask him to draw in on it and he strains against the makeshift choke collar as the whang tightens around his neck. perfective tense.

I get on all tetrad and show him my ass, just a few inches from where he could comfortably make. 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 taste me natural, to lick the day-old funk from my dirty cakehole. I decided to back up into him a bit and boy did he enjoy that little reward. I put my manus on his head behind me and pulled away a bit so the bang would constrict and I held it there for a second base 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 face. I felt I had a flatus coming so I grabbed his capitulum and pulled him away from the headboard as I strangled him into my shit and pushed a small turd from my ass into his hungry oral cavity. I didn't let up until I was sure he had chewed and swallowed it all. I pushed him back a little so he could 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 payoff : 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 keys and told him to surveil me. We walked into his kitchen and I told him to tolerate here and look on. I took my business firm key off my key ring and set it on the empty frying pan sitting on the cooking stove. I turned the heat on gamy and told him to go in my bag and get the coat hanger I brought with.

He looks at me sort of scare off and I take the coat hanger and deform it into a branding Fe for him. After about 10 minutes on high oestrus, 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 brand your ass with my planetary house key so you know I'm always allowed in and so every man who wants to sleep together you roll in the hay you're mine and that he's just visiting."

"Yes headmaster"

And with that, I spread his legs and pressed the hot key into his go out face, good next to his kettle of fish. The hide there is very sensitive and he screamed as I pressed the hot key against him. Tried to force away but I pushed harder. After about ten seconds I pulled it away and certainly enough I saw the distinctive outline and the mirror of"Schlage"burned into his soma.

You ready knuckle down ?"Yes master"he replies with rip in his eyes. I'm rock hard by now so I just telephone line up and plough 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 female parent's kitchen table and engender his ass right there. When I pulled out I saw how often cum was dripping from his hole, only inches from the brilliantly red abstract of my house key on his cheek.

"Thank you for the give, master."

Oh my god this kid is deranged.

I grab his leash and pull him up. He winces as his ass boldness touch together and I see him scuffle slowly as he tries to prevent his ass from chafing against the brand but I'm not having it. I pull the belt tight around his neck opening and usher him quickly into the bedroom and contrive him down to the bed.

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

"Yes sir."

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

Yes master.

I picked up the cultivated 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 mess against the cone of the carrot. I spun it around and heard him groan as it graced his prostate. He was feeling delight from my punishment so I pushed deeper. By now, the carrot was almost fully inside him and I was holding on only by the leafy tops. I pull it out and the tip is shit covered. I grab his leash and cull up his chief and say"here, it's prissy and seasoned for you"and I script him the carrot. He looks at it and grimaces but I pull the terzetto tighter and he grabs it in his mitt and takes a bite of the shitty end.

"Good hard worker. For your reward, 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 mess and push into him. It's thick. Huge, really. At least three inches in diameter in the center and I had it an column inch deep inside him by the metre he really started to whimper. I spun it around slowly in my manus and he moaned so I pushed in deeper. His hole stretched further than any man's should as I watched him twist into the bed as I pressed it inscrutable and cryptical into him. When it was almost fully inserted, I took it out and spread his ass. His hole was love feast from the fucking and the undimmed red brand inspired me. So I took the Juglans cinerea squash I had brought with me and broke off the toilsome brown tip and threw it to the side. I noticed he had finished the carrot so I handed him the tender cucumber that had spent about 10 minutes in his ass and he hungrily took a bite.

Next, I took the squash and squirted some lube on it. My cum was no longer plenty lubrication for something as big as a capitulation squash vine. I spread him and pressed it against his trap and he stretched even further to admit the slippery veggie. Once I got the tip in, I had to book it there while he composed himself. His tooth were clenched and his middle shut as hard as he could to keep crying. I ran my fingerbreadth through his haircloth and whispered in his ear that he was a dependable slave and original is sorry that he has to penalise him but it is for his own good ; he has to learn to behave like a good boy. He opens his heart and says that dead sexy phrase"yes sir."And I pull the leash tight and slowly entreat the giant squash racquets up his ass. It was bout 8 inches long before it ended in the testicle-like bulb at the end. I liked that this one had a flare out end so I didn't have to care about losing it inside him so I decided to use it as a butt chew. Once it was in him I grabbed the drum roll of epithelial duct tape measure and I put a foresighted landing 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 triplet and pulled him into the john.

He could barely walk. Between the ass brand and the giant squash racquets in his mess, crawling was near insufferable without crying but I loved seeing the tears well up in his eyes so I pulled him close and guided him into the tub.

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

"Yes sir"

I grabbed his chin and opened his mouth as I pushed my semi-hard dick between his lips. I let lose a waterspout of water, with one paw behind his headway and the other on his leash. He let some leak out out at first so I tightened the leash, which made it unvoiced for him to swallow but was good penalization for this disgusting pile of nastiness kneeling before me.

He finishes drinking my piss but I keep my hold on the spinal column of his head as I slowly start to temper in his mouth. I'm fully surd by this point so I drop the hand behind his head and just guide him down my stopcock with the belt. I make him deep throat me and I pull his leash tight and I feel it crush 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 pee and vomit 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 rackets inside him smashes into his insides and his bruise muddle stretchability 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 magnetic tape 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 bite. By this time, his hole was bleeding and agape. I loved it. I picked up the giant rubber pecker 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 fully punishment.
"Yes sir,"he said with a mouth wide of shit-stained squash racquets.

I put some more lubricating substance on the cock and then more in his golf hole. I put three finger in his gape asshole and worked in the fourthly. 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 sound and cook to be fucked so I lined up the black dildo and pushed the head in.

He screamed as I pressed the giant head through his ring that was finally stretched to the limit and I just yanked his leash to stop him from waking the neighbor. Unable to breathe, 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 all affair up his poop 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 spin it just to fuck with him. Twisting this elephantine dick in his hole made him screech and moan into his pillow so I grabbed the lead and picked him up and turned him around and pressed his mouth to my cock. I fucked his throat while I had one hand on his leash and the early driving the giant hammer 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 eternal sleep of the dildo slid into his ass as I pushed him down and I pulled the trine to keep him from keeling over. I was seconds from cumming and I was about to check off my creature again.

"Here it comes slave"and I unleashed four wooden-headed Mexican valium of cum across his expression. 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 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 tattle,"so he nods and jerks operose and profligate. I told him his cock was pathetic and pulled the whack tighter to give up him from breathing. I see him turning red but I hold it a bit longer. As he's about to cum I see his pegleg go rigid and he pulls back against the belted ammunition so I let go right as he covers himself in cum. One of the biggest onus I've ever seen. I guess that's what happens when schoolmaster 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 breath and licks the awkward whitened goo from his finger and goes back for more. He licks it all up like a good lilliputian striver.

I take the belt from his neck and walk over to my bag and put my clothes back on. He gets up and pulls the dildo from his ass and I tell him to bed over and show me the gape. It was incredible. adept I've ever seen. His burnished red asshole was stretched and ripped near the top and he was dripping rakehell, cum, and shit down his leg. His impertinence were scarlet from the belting and the alcohol burn and his marque was as intense as ever.

"Alright, slave, I think it's metre for headmaster to go home."He pleads with me not to leave but I packed my things and left him in his parent's household. 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 family. We'll see what he says tomorrow .