Some boys are simply asking for it. No, they’re screaming for it. But even if they didn’t it wouldn’t matter. Some boys are meant to be trained.
It was the moment I watched Evan from the distance while he was taking these fotos with a friend when I decided his fate. Almost an entire year has faded since that day at the poolside. Only 19 years old he wanted to earn some money during the summer before he headed off to college. I changed that plan for him.
He didn’t fight anymore. The insults have stopped a long time ago and his hope of escape has faded like the hope of getting to cum at least from time to time. The angry looks were the only signs that were left from his will to fight for his freedom. But I enjoyed them.
I grabbed a handful of his beautiful hair and increased the speed. “There we go, cocksucker.”, I smiled. “All the way down, just like Master likes it.”
He couldn’t respond and everything that was audible was the slurping sound of a wet mouth sucking on a hard cock.
I hadn’t taken off the shock collar yet. It helped to keep him in place and I enjoyed it too much to shock him from time to time. I liked to see him tremble in fearful anticipation, not knowing when the next shock will flow through his body.
I tightened my grip on his hair and pressed him all the way down. “Stay, slave.”, I ordered. “There’s coming a bit more this time.”
I could see a hint of incomprehension on his face. Suddenly his eyes went wide and he groaned while his face became a mask of disgust.
“That’s it. Swallow my piss, slave.”, I groaned while I mercilessly pissed into his throat like it was an urinal. “Swallow it all down and be grateful for it.”
He groaned once more. he didn’t have dificulties to control his gag reflex, I had trained him months ago to control that, it was just another step of humiliation and degradation.
“That’s what you are, slave.”, I grinned while the last drops went down his throat. “Nothing more.” I let go of him and he took his mouth of my cock.
He desperately tried to inhale fresh air and gave me another of these angry looks.
He swallowed and said: “Thank you, Master! Thank you for letting me drink your piss.”
I grinned satisfied. He had passed the test without noticing it. It was almost done. Soon the looks he gave me would disappear as well. It couldn’t take much longer.
I grabbed his hair again and stuffed my cock into his mouth. “I’m not done, slave.”, I moaned. “There’s something more for you to swallow.”
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