I'm a 20 year-old native Midwesterner who hid his queerness until graduating high school. There were a few guys I serviced on the down-low fairly regularly for a few eld but for the virtually part my sexual awakening didn't happen until I got to college. I've never had a shortage of people wanting to fuck me—and as someone who lost his virginity in elementary school to a blond frosh from the mellow school who needed to"exercise"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 rear end and I love to serve. 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 jerk off. I have fucked cleaning woman but with men I found I liked the submissive theatrical role. It wasn't until just recently that I found out how much fun it can be to be a prevailing schoolmaster of a willing slave.

I commented on a Reddit pic a kid had posted saying he was still a virgin and wanted to miss it. He was super hot and I offered to show him an excellent evening, jokingly, assuming he was too far away to actually meet up. Apparently someone else saw my offer in the years following and asked if I'd involve his virginity. He was 29 and struggled with anxiety and imprint so I thought I'd be doing a public service. He'd posted in respective female forums but found no takers. The pic he sent me wasn't terrible so I said very well, tug up and I'll use my Marriott decimal point to get us a elbow room.

I guess I didn't know what to expect. His pic was ugly—in real life story though, he was often unfit. Quite easily the ugliest man I'd ever seen. He had a furuncle on his os frontale that sprouted tomentum like a fern atop his otherwise bare braincase and his hairline didn't filling up again until the base of his skull. I was starting to pull in why he'd never been laid. Fat, bald, and unhygienic. He was also unemployed and not a good deal for conversation.

Before he left he texted me to ask if I was dressing up because the only if clothes he has are sweatshirts and jeans. I joked something about being naked when it mattered anyway and he arrived two hr later. I asked if he wanted a drinking and he said for certain so I called us an uber and we went down to my front-runner gay bar.

I Order 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 pocketbook he says that $ 26 in variety was the final of his in conclusion $ 40. I just took a drunkenness and tried to smile. We sat and talked a bit but every fourth dimension 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 response. He told me the story of how he lost his stopping point job and it was probably the only fourth dimension he strung more than five words together.

He worked at CVS as a supervisor and in a"manic episode"stole about $ 10,000 from the safe. They caught him, of course of study, and now he was a convicted felon. I had told the barkeep as soon as we sat down that it was our first date and after this story I gulped down my drinking and slammed the vacate glass against the bar, signaling for the hot piece of ass to make his way over here. He brings me another and I manus him my reference card but he refuses, seeing the cumulation succeeding to me and the look of desperation on my face, a thirstiness for the fog of John Barleycorn. He gave me three unloose doubled bourbons that nighttime. What an saint. There were so many hotties in the bar that night that I should've asked to sit on my face but I had to suffice with slipping that mixologist my bit 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 roll in the hay. I request the uber and we ride back in silence because this mongrel heathen can't converse like an adult. We get upstairs and he opens the vino I told him to bring, because I paid for the hotel. He brings a fucking screw-top ‘ confection 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 chicken feed down on the nightstand and says excuse me. Goes to the bathroom and doesn't come out for 15 minutes. When he finally rears his horrifying nous he is carrying two vacuous stool report curl and asks me if there is an additional one. Yeah, there were two full ones in the bathroom… what could he possibly have done with two paradiddle of toilet report ?

I was pretty drunk but I look at him now and think he's maybe not so bad. Maybe if I get him out of those unflattering clothes he'll be better looking. Boy was I ill-timed. I help him get undressed and then I do and we get in bed. He's quivering and can't seem to incite 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 peter. I stroke him a bit, picking up his limp night crawler from the newly shaven paper bag it's retreated into and try to get him hard. Nothing happens. I get the lube and start rubbing him, squeezing his balls and running them between my digit, rubbing his taint and letting my extended index number digit trace his urethra deep into his scrotum, a relocation 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 nut to see if that gets him punishing. I move closer and I'm confronted with the waft of his smell. It's punishing to report. He was showered and not particularly contaminating but he also just smelled of grunge and grime 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 relieve oneself on him. I'm not really into watersports at all but I guess I wanted to demean him a bit. He says ok and gets on his human knee. With my back to the running piddle, I proceed to empty my bladder on this disgusting man's expression and I watch the peeing run down his cheeks and matted chest tomentum. I'm enjoying it pretty well when he decides to open his mouth and acquire my dick inside. I stopped peeing for a minute but it stung so intoxicated me just let it go again and I filled his oral cavity with piss and saw him booze it down. That was nice. I kept my prick in his mouth for a bit but I wasn't getting hard looking at his ugly fount so I said"let's go back to bed, I want you to say hi to my asshole."

I get on the bed in my sexy affectation and kindle my ass to him as I sit exposed on all fours. He puts his script on my back and rubs his finger's breadth 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 ? salt lick my hole. circulate your knife around it and then stick it in and write the rudiment as deep as you can."He does.

I love getting my asshole eaten. It's an incredible belief and I'll basically do anything I am asked to after a man gets my hole dripping with his saliva. But this clock time, I was sot and the soul behind me was no man but a savage. I had to break wind. I tried to nurse it in but when I clenched my fix I pushed his tongue out. So I reached behind me and put my hired man on his head, pulling him in closer to me, and I released.

I heard him gag as I let the gas leakage me. I felt him try to force 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 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 cover everything but his ass as he knelt for me on all fours, ready to be penetrated. And with that, I grabbed the lube and put a giant glop on my head. I thought about rubbing it into his hole as I like guys to do to me before they fuck me but I couldn't bring myself to have-to doe with him so I said ass it.

I put my hands on the blanket covering his articulatio coxae and I lined up my shaft to his virgin possible action. I could discover his breathing stop as he felt the bluntness against his first step and there was resistance when I tried to push in. I wasn't having it though. I'd just made this mongrel drink my piss and eat one of my farting and now he was going to select a incumbrance of my cum whether he wanted it or not. So I pushed in hard. When my header finally broke through his ring I heard him yelp and try to pull away but I grabbed his fuzz 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 fall off back in again. The noises he was making were flinch of nuisance but I loved it. I pounded him hard and cryptic. Rougher 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 boxershorts had bloodstained skid-marks four years later.

I pushed his headland into the mattress, drunkenly attempting to smother him as I pushed him cryptic with every smacking of my pelvis against his bulbous ass. I fucked him hard and deep for about eight transactions until I felt that familiar tingling at the Qaeda of my hawkshaw. I pulled out once more and plunged in as deep as I could and I finally burst inside him, filling him with my load. I collapsed on top of the cover covering his beastly form but even the booze couldn't hide that distinct smell. I quickly got up and sauntered over to the nightstand for my telephone set. He was still under the blanket and I could try easy crying. I snapped a word picture of his hole bedspread agape and dripping with a pinkish slurry of cum, whoreson, and blood. I'd made him phlebotomise and there was something so comforting in that acquisition.

I pulled the blanket off him and lay down next to him and he turns to me with red optic and says,"I'm sorry I couldn't get arduous. I know how practically you wanted me to get it on you."and proceeds to bawl.

Oh my fucking god this art object of filthiness. I get up and start getting dressed. I say"so I have the room all night but I think I'm going to head home for the Nox. You're welcome to outride if you don't want to tug 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 driving 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 impart the State because I'm a convicted felon."

I stare at him with all-embracing middle as he's putting his dress back on and stuffing his Irish bull into his backpack. I say,"ok then, I guess I'm going to go menage"and with that, I pick up my bag and walk out the door. It was only about 11 so I lit a butt and got in my car.

It was fun I guess. A prissy story 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 foresighted than I thought I did, haha. There's something about getting your trap licked by someone you don't have to look at that makes meter 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 Red Indian twink. I really enjoyed topping him, not so a good deal the actual fucking portion, but the fact that I got to step him, make him feel like shit to the stage of watchword, and make him bleed for my pleasance.

That was my start blind date and about a calendar month ago. Just after that I downloaded Grindr but wasn't finding anyone who was worthwhile. I finally said ok, I'll make a second profile that is explicit and anonymous, hoping to find some hotties to fuck. I never spoke to that pound puppy again but I did get some messages from college guy cable for a promptly blowjob or a screw 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 sorts of stuff and likes to be kinky. I'm intrigued so I ask how he likes to play. He's into penalisation. I think he phrased it as,"I know I deserve it sometimes."The icon he sent me wasn't a human face but from what I could see he wasn't far behind the other mongrel for ugliest man alive. His cock was not that enceinte, uncircumcised, minor, veiny and round-shouldered. He was juicy than me, and itching for someone to penalise 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 behemoth thing, as thick and longer than the 20oz coke bottleful he showed me for weighing machine. It looked terrifying but I wanted to use it on him as soon as I saw it. He said his endure master was"malefic"and he needed one closer to rest home. So I obliged. I started by suggesting uncomplicated matter like nipple clamps and cum loss but he liked most when I talked about dripping hot candle wax on him as punishment for not pleasing me well enough. Every new act came with the 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 bash around his neck into a choke coil 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 pharynx. He said yes sir.

I told him how I wanted to tie the belted ammunition to the oral sex of his bed and get on all fours at the foot so that he could eat my pickle but I'd be just out of scope. I wanted him to asphyxiate himself in monastic order to please me. He said"Yes sir,"“ I will put my tongue in deep."Ok, now I'm thinking this kid is middling crazy. I'd never done anything like that to person but he was chomping at the bit to get me to amount over and penalise him.
I don't even know this kid's figure but he wants me to strangle him while he eats my hole.

I take some meter off from Grindr to go out with a Quaker 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 twosome of her panties and a bra and to put them on and send me a picture."Ok sir"and fifteen min later I have a characterization of this pile of skank overfilling his female parent's B cup. I commend him for sending me the motion-picture show. But I tell him he needs to be punished for going through mommy's drawers. That's not how piffling boys are supposed to act. His simply response :"yes sir"“ how"

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

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

"I know. We'll adopt it slow. I don't want to hurt my slave too practically. But once I can get a cucumber vine up your hole or four fingers, I'm indisputable we can get the drumhead in."

"Yes sir. I know I deserve it."

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

"Yes sir."I didn't know this kid's name and had only messaged him for 18 hours but he was already willing to let me deprive him of the only fun in his pathetic spirit : his jerky sessions.

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

"Yes sir."

Now it's Lord's Day so I message him with terminal instruction.

I ask him for his address and narrate him I'll be there soon. I have to go shopping for some miniature though. I stop at the grocery store and buy a thick carrot ; a zucchini, a cuke, and a butternut squash to fuck him with and stretch along his hole for that heavyweight rubber putz his go schoolmaster made him buy.

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When I arrive at his house, I ring the Vanessa Bell and he asks who it is. I realize I don't know this kid's name. Don't know a exclusive thing about his living or have even seen his face, yet I'm here with a duffel bag bag of rope and toys make to penalise him. He opens the door and, true to pedagogy, is wearing nothing but his female parent's bra and panties.

"hullo master,"he mumbles.

"Speak up, slave. If you're going to tattle 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 way and I set down the intemperate bag with a thud and take in his heart fixate on it.

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

"Yes sir, I know I deserve it"

I grab the panties and rip them from him, making him yip as the material crushed his balls before my flick nail pushing into the textile caused it to give way. I unhook the bra and he takes it off with no fuss. With his fat ass on display I start the verbal degradation. I smack his ass hard and severalize him how fat he is, how ugly he is and I spread his leg and smack his contamination, my finger's breadth hitting his balls with each thunder. He's enjoying every minute of it so I take off my belt.

By this sentence his ass is pretty red but the first whack of my thick leather bash against his cheek makes him writhe with pleasance."You like that, break one's back, you like it when master punishes you ?"

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

I whack him again and say he isn't trying hard enough. He has to learn not to be bad. This shouldn't be fun for him."Yes master."

I reach into my bag and rend out the bottle of isopropyl rubbing intoxicant I had with me and wet my handwriting with it and peck his beetroot red ass. He screams as the cool liquid touches his skin and stings with the fury of his drunken revelry. I give him one last relish across his leave alone buttock and put my mute hand against it and he whimpers a emaciated breathing spell.

"Alright slave, it's time for you to please me,"as I wrap the whack around his neck opening and pull it tight, lifting him off the mattress.

"Yes sir."

I turn him around and get the rope out of my bag and use it to impound the knock to his headboard. I ask him to pull on it and he strains against the make-do choke choker as the belt tightens around his neck. perfective tense.

I get on all fours and show him my ass, just a few inches from where he could comfortably hand. 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 solve the day-old funk from my pestiferous muddle. I decided to back up into him a bit and boy did he relish that small reinforcement. I put my hand on his capitulum behind me and pulled away a bit so the bang would constrict and I held it there for a second while he licked me furiously. I wasn't hearing him breathe after 45 bit 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 fart coming so I grabbed his pass and pulled him away from the headboard as I strangled him into my whoreson and pushed a small turd from my ass into his athirst backtalk. 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 reinforcement : I was going to fuck him. He responded with his parroted phrase.

So I got up and went to my bag and pulled out my keys and told him to follow me. We walked into his kitchen and I told him to stand up here and watch. I took my household key off my key anchor ring and set it on the discharge frying pan sitting on the kitchen range. 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 coat hanger and bend it into a branding atomic number 26 for him. After about 10 hour on senior high school heat, the pan is smoking and the key is as hot as it needs to be. I pick it up with tongs and put it on the end of the wire hanger.

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

"Yes master"

And with that, I spread his branch and pressed the hot key into his left cheek, right next to his hole. The skin there is very sore and he screamed as I pressed the hot key against him. Tried to draw in away but I pushed harder. After about ten indorsement I pulled it away and sure enough I saw the classifiable synopsis and the mirror of"Schlage"burned into his flesh.

You ready slave ?"Yes overlord"he replies with tears in his optic. I'm rock hard by now so I just line up and cover into him dry. He's had some of his own toys up there so I know he's not that mingy but damn did his ass feel nice. Maybe it was knowing it was mine. I fucked him right into his female parent's kitchen table and breed his ass right there. When I pulled out I saw how much cum was dripping from his maw, only inches from the bright red outline of my house key on his nerve.

"Thank you for the deliver, master."

Oh my god this kid is deranged.

I grab his triad and pull him up. He winces as his ass cheeks touch together and I see him ruffle slowly as he tries to prevent his ass from chafing against the stigma but I'm not having it. I pull the swath tight around his neck opening and guidebook him quickly into the bedroom 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 elephantine prick, your punishment for making passkey wait at the door."

"Yes sir."

"But first, I'm going to adulterate you with these veggie and after, I want you to eat them."

Yes professional.

I picked up the carrot. Not immense at the tip but it tapered quickly to about 2.5 inches in diameter. I pushed it into him and pressed it deep, stretching his hole against the cone of the carrot. I spun it around and heard him moan as it graced his prostate. He was feeling pleasance from my penalization 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 covered. I grab his leash and pick up his headspring and say"here, it's nice and seasoned for you"and I hand him the carrot. He looks at it and grimace but I pull the leash tighter and he grabs it in his hand and takes a bite of the shitty end.

"good slave. For your reward, a nice cucumber."And I grab the thick phallic veg from my bag and he looks back with a face as he sees me eying it up. I press the end at his hole and pushing into him. It's midst. Huge, really. At least three in in diameter in the eye and I had it an edge cryptic inside him by the time he really started to whimper. I spun it around slowly in my hand and he moaned so I pushed in deeper. His mess stretched further than any man's should as I watched him writhe into the bed as I pressed it abstruse and deeper into him. When it was almost fully inserted, I took it out and spread his ass. His golf hole was agape from the fucking and the shining red blade inspired me. So I took the butternut tree 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 Daucus carota sativa so I handed him the warm Cucumis sativus that had spent about 10 minutes in his ass and he hungrily took a bite.

Next, I took the squash racquets and squirted some lube on it. My cum was no longer decent lubrication for something as big as a drop squash racquets. I spread him and pressed it against his yap and he stretched even further to hold the slippery vegetable. Once I got the tip in, I had to apply it there while he composed himself. His teeth were clenched and his eyes shut as severe as he could to prevent teardrop. I ran my fingerbreadth through his haircloth and whispered in his ear that he was a good slave and headmaster is dreary that he has to punish him but it is for his own goodness ; he has to learn to deport like a good boy. He opens his center and says that dead sexy set phrase"yes sir."And I pull the triad tight and slowly contract the giant squash vine up his ass. It was bout 8 inches long before it ended in the testicle-like light bulb at the end. I liked that this one had a break open end so I didn't have to worry about losing it inside him so I decided to use it as a butt joint plug. Once it was in him I grabbed the roll of duct tape recording and I put a long strip across the squash and onto each boldness so that is was stuck inside him. I say he had eaten half of his shitty cucumber so I picked up the deuce-ace and pulled him into the bathroom.

He could barely walk. Between the ass brand and the giant squash in his hole, crawling was near impossible without crying but I loved seeing the teardrop well up in his oculus so I pulled him slopped 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 Kuki and opened his lip as I pushed my semi-hard dick between his lips. I let lose a downpour of piss, with one hired hand behind his head and the other on his troika. He let some leak out out at first so I tightened the leash, which made it difficult for him to accept but was skilful punishment for this disgusting agglomerate of grease kneeling before me.

He finishes drinking my piss but I keep my hold on the back of his head teacher as I slowly start to indurate in his mouth. I'm fully hard by this period so I drop the hand behind his head and just guide on him down my cock with the belt. I make him deep throat me and I pull his tierce tight and I feel it squeeze my cockhead. It was one of the most incredible tactual sensation of my life thus far. I pull out so I don't cum and he spits up a taste of piss and emesis into the tub.

"Bad slave. Lick that up."He obliges and I yank him from the floor of the tub when I've tired of watching him do that. I take him to the bed and I throw him to the mattress and he lands ass first so the squash inside him smashes into his insides and his bruised hole stretching even more."That's for puking on my dick."

I rip the tape off and with it comes the shitty squash racquets. Some of his ass fuzz was still stuck to the tape but I ripped it off and handed him the squash racquets 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 cock and showed it to him. I told him I lied when I said it was just going to be the tip. He'd been a bad slave and needed a entire penalisation.
"Yes sir,"he said with a mouth full of shit-stained squash.

I put some more lube on the stopcock and then more in his hole. I put three fingers in his gaped mother fucker and worked in the one-fourth. I have big bridge player. I tried to also get my pollex in but I couldn't get the metacarpophalangeal joint in so I could properly first him. I figured he was adept and set to be fucked so I lined up the blackness dildo and pushed the point in.

He screamed as I pressed the jumbo head through his ring that was finally stretched to the boundary and I just yanked his leash to stop him from waking the neighbour. ineffectual to breathe, he was also unable to scream and I pressed it into him deep. This thing was 16 inch long. No way I'd get the solid thing up his poop chute but I was determined to get to the highest degree 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 out it just to fuck with him. Twisting this behemoth dick in his hole made him shrieking and moan into his pillow so I grabbed the three and picked him up and turned him around and pressed his mouth to my prick. I fucked his throat while I had one helping hand on his leash and the other driving the titan cock up his ass. When I was about to cum I pulled off of him and told him to sit up. He did.

As he sat on the bed I stood up above him and pushed his header down as I jerked above him. I watched as the residuum 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 second base from cumming and I was about to denounce my beast again.

"Here it comes striver"and I unleashed four chummy rophy of cum across his face. He tried to lick it off but I stopped him."NO."“ Let it dry. I want you to smell out 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 putz and starts jerking furiously.

"Thank you master, for all you've done for me tonight."And I yank the lead tighter.

"I said you could cum ; I didn't say you could talk,"so he nods and jerks unvoiced and fast. I told him his cock was pathetic and pulled the belt tighter to bar 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 belt so I let go right as he covers himself in cum. One of the biggest burden I've ever seen. I guess that's what happens when master doesn't let you cum for four years.

"Eat it."He brings his handwriting to his panting mouth as he's trying to enamor his breathing place and licks the sticky whiten goo from his fingers and goes back for more. He licks it all up like a secure little slave.

I take the swath 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. Best I've ever seen. His bright red son of a bitch was stretched and ripped near the top and he was dripping ancestry, cum, and shit down his leg. His cheeks were scarlet from the belting and the alcohol burn and his brand was as pictorial as ever.

"Alright, slave, I think it's time for master to go home."He pleads with me not to impart but I packed my affair 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 hard worker.

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