“Hey, last night you begged for me to come back when I wasn’t only looking for a quickie and I blew you off thinking I will never see you again. Well, things have changed. I need a place to crash for three or four days. You said that you would be in town for a week….
“Thought that would get a smile out of you. Let’s go into your motel room. Strip off those briefs. There you look natural naked. Fag, last night when I was breeding your cunt, you got some shit on my dick. When I went home, my girlfriend found the skid mark. Needless to say after an hour of arguing, we broke up. It was bound to happen. I couldn’t stand to be around her anymore. The only reason I held out so long was that she knew how to take my fat hog in her holes. Not many women can.
“That’s why I answered your ad. I know fags take just about anything, and I can treat them like shit. Last night I needed to get off. You were on the way home. So a quick slam fuck. I should have had you clean off my cock afterwards. Oh well. So this is how it’s going to be. Just like I told you last night. I am a control freak. I decide what and where we do whatever. I know you are here in town to look for a job, and I won’t interfere with that. I may be a selfish asshole, but I know that a job is a job.
“You have any interviews lined up for today?… None? Well I have two jobs for you, blow and rim. Get on your back on the bed, with your head on the edge. Now you remember my dick don’t you? Now you get to see it in the light. Open up your bitch mouth, and stick your tongue out. This is how a blowjob should be; your mouth and throat are open to my eight inches. It’s going in right to the root. Hold it there. Relax. Fucking relax. I’m in control here.
“Figure out how to breathe around me. You’re not going to die. Maybe pass out, but not die. That’s it. Focus on my cock. Look at my balls smacking against your face. You were made for this. My dick feels right in your throat. I could fuck this throat for hours. Fuck, I need to get my nut now. Just to let you know, I can and will cum multiple times. Damn boy, you got a shit load of throat slime on my dick.
“About the right amount for me to take your ass. Spin around on the bed. Legs up and spread them. Show me that cunt. Fuck that’s a pretty sight. I hope you are clean back there. If not, you will be cleaning me up afterwards. I need in there. I hope you can handle a two hundred eighty pound pile driver slamming into you. Fuck your cunt is just as good as your throat. This is going to be fun the next few days. It’s not going to take me long for my first load. Run your hands down my back and grab on to my ass.
“Faggot, you’re gonna get my load. I’m gonna seed you. My raw cock is going to fill your cunt. You ready for this faggot? I don’t care if you are not. Clamp down on me. Here it comes. Here it fucking cums! Fuck yeah. Fuck yeah. Fuck. Damn boy. You’re a good cunt to fuck. I’m pulling out.
“Whenever I pull out of your ass, you move your mouth to clean me off. Go to it. Fuck. I’m gonna sit here. Get on your knees in front of me. Ahh, you weren’t 100% clean. There’s a few spots, oh and some blood. Atta boy. That’s your duty to clean your man. Fuck. I could keep you there all day. Hold still I have to piss. Oh yeah. You’ve drunk piss before.
“I hope you find a job here, I would definitely use you regularly. What kind of job are you looking for?… That’s it? Just something so you can relocate here. Got it. Say. At my shop across town, I have a small apartment above my garage. I’m gonna be moving in there once I get it cleaned out of all that junk. You want to live with me? I can pay you to work at the shop, clean up what needs to be cleaned up. I’ll pay you with daily loads in your holes. The only real requirement is that I control everything. And I mean everything. Speaking of which get off my cock and move to my ass. You will be expected to clean it up too. I have no idea what condition it’s in now, other than it needs to be eaten out. Stinks? That’s your problem not mine.”
“So you brought me down here, and here I am. God damned it’s hot down here. Look, let me put this out there. I know you are gay. You can’t even try to hide it. And I know you have a thing for me. It’s fucking obvious. This needs to stop immediately one way or another. It’s awkward....
"Some of the guys we work with have even picked up on it. I need this job. I’m still on parole, and I’m not going back to prison. Not for you. You have a choice here. You can go back upstairs never look at me the same way, and we go about our lives. Or, you can still be the faggot your are, and I will beat the shit out of you. Seriously I will. No, I am not talking about fag bashing. When I was in prison, you either rape or get raped. I had a bunk mate that I consistently would rough up before I would fuck. One time I told him to give me a blowjob with me kicking back. He looked at me and asked me to smack him first. There was a moment between us. It was one of the hottest fucks I have ever had. You have a lot in common with him. So, if being smacked around gets your cunt’s juices flowing, then I need for you to go up there and quit. Yes resign. Go home and clean out your cunt. When I text you, you will come over to my place. If it works out for both of us, you will move in and be my cunt 24 hours a day. What is your choice? Forget about me, or resign?… Which you going to do?… Resign?… Good choice. Where are you going? We are already down here. Give me some fucking head. It should come as no surprise that I skull fuck. Oh fuck yeah. I hope you know how to breathe around a cock. You better swallow everything, both cum and piss. Oh fuck I need this.”
“You always come here boy? You mustn’t have a job as you always seem to be the mouth on the other side of that glory hole. I need more than sticking my cock in that hole. I need to fuck ass, fuck mouth, slap a boy around, and piss on him. Hell I love having my shithole tongue–fucked. I can’t do any of that at a glory hole, especially one not wide enough to accommodate my thick cock and one that’s too low for 6 foot 5 inch man. Let’s go back to my place. I can use you properly there. If you are good, I may have a job for you as my personal assistant. It will require additional responsibilities not listed on any job description, but something tells me that being a glory hole whore you’ll do fine. Let’s go bitch.”
Yes, yes!! Please tell me how you would rape me. I know Ian not lucky enough for it become a reality, hopefully by you telling me how you would rape me it will bring a little more reality to my fantasy
“So it appears that Jeb Dixon caught himself a fag this morning. The runaway pansy was caught giving head to this truck driver in his corn field. He should have never have bought that property next to a rest area known to be full of queers. Oh well, his problem is our profit. Jeb wants not to see anything. So we’ll get the sissy who is tied down ass up in the barn. Of course we get to drop a load or two into the cunt’s cunt. Jeb said that the sperm burper is small, blonde, and about 18 or 19. We should make a killing at the slave auction next week. Apparently, the trucker was in his fifties well over six foot and over three hundred pounds. So the runaway was open to serving real men. Training over the next week should be easy and fun. No, Jeb let the trucker go; why wouldn’t he? The man has a job to do, probably a wife and family to take care of. Why should his life be ruined because he needed to get his nut?”
“Yes, I got your runaway fag here. Yeah, it’s kneeling naked in front of me. Its head is bowed, with its hands behind its back. It knows that it fucked up. You really should put a shock collar on your property. Runaways cause so much trouble….
“I have one on it now. That’s how I got it so docile. I see you switched to riveting on cock cages. Next best thing to chopping the whole thing off.
“When can you come by and pick it up?… Tonight? No, no, no. I was thinking more like next week. Yeah, next week is better. I really need to fuck it. You know I had to sell my last cunt slave a couple months ago, the redhead you sold me last summer. I was getting too close to it. I didn’t want to make it suffer anymore. Right then I knew I had to get rid of it. So I haven’t had a steady cunt to fuck….
“No, I’ve been stopping at the Vista Point on the drive back from getting supplies in town. There’s usually a fag or two that I will have strip down and get raped, so it’s not that I haven’t had any fag cunt to use…. I don’t care that you won’t get to sell it as a virgin. I’m going to say that’s not going to happen. Its cunt is going to be wrapped around my beer can cock as soon as I hang up with you…. Remember, it trespassed onto my property…. Tomorrow night? No, that’s not enough time. When is it up for sale?… That’s not that far off. You know there are other ways of getting top level bids….
“I know it’s not your thing, but let me train it to be a full service toilet over the next week, and you can market it as such. Well trained toilets tend to get top tier bids…. I’ll make sure it’s top tier training…. Good. It’s settled then. I get to shred its cunt in exchange I’ll get it fully toilet trained by next week…. Ok, later…. Well fag, looks like you are mine for the next week or so. I bet you are probably regretting running away now. Hehe. You hungry?”
Yes, I would love to be gagged, tied to your bed spread eagle, forced to suck your hard cock, forced to take every drop of your sweet man juice and I would love for you to mount me and ride me like a fuckin race horse
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