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HÖT BOYS->
The first night as Master’s slave
He said He would teach it its place…
…it would never forget
“Now shut up with the fuckin begging slave, thats all it’s getting for today”.
“But please Master just one more mouthful……”
SLAP!
Blinded, restrained, helpless…..just as you like it.
Waiting, anticipation building, hard….so hard.
The only sound your own panting breath until you hear the heavy booted footsteps approaching….slowly.
The next thing you are aware of is the leather gloved hand grabbing your neck and holding……squeezing….until you think you are going to pass out, before it slowly slides up to your chin.
Mouth squeezed open, you can’t help the groan that escapes ….needy….horny…desperate….
you wait and then the lump of spit smacks in your mouth.
Before you have time to react you are invaded by His tongue….not really a kiss….devouring…invading…possessing….claiming.
and then it is gone, you feel like you will cum at any second, no other touch needed.
His teeth bite down on your tongue…pull…grind…wound.
And then they are gone…leaving your injured tongue hanging out…panting…beyond horny….lustful….groaning…lost. your hard dick rock hard, leaks, drips, twitches, begs for release.
His breath in your ear…an evil chuckle…whispers….’Time for my nap boy, see you later’.
Footsteps leaving….”NOOOOOO!”
Blinded, restrained, dripping, frustrated, helpless…truly helpless….just as He likes it.
This reminds me of the time an Ex-Master took me to Dore Alley Street Fair.
i was collared and on a lead, crawling a lot of the time. Everyone He met He would invite to spit in my face...which most of T/them took him up on. i of course was not allowed to wipe anything off....just wore the spit of strangers for the whole day.
it stands out as one of the most degrading experiences of my life.
Special treat for the slave before it leaves for work.
it will smell Master on its facial hair all day and when others sniff in disgust trying to identify where the pit stink is coming from, it will just smile.
Effy sucks Simon Grimm
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