He strolls in and sits down with leg’s spread, his gloved hands caressing the strap-on jutting out the fly of his skin tight jeans with a feral look of lust and command in his eyes. Oh gawd…I don’t think I can.
His friends just left, four hours of 5 men using my holes, prodding, probing, stretching me past my limits until I thought I was going to tear or split in two. My butthole throbs like a KISS baseline. I maintain my hands and knees position on wobbly arms and legs as I feel the cum and lube leak from my blown out hole that refuses to close.
He rises silently to walk and kneel behind me, dropping the dildo onto my back making me gasp and involuntarily try to crawl away before his hand grabs my balls, keeping me in place as he rubs the toy back and forth teasing my crease.
“You were such a good boy today, opening for my friends so willingly. You make me proud, and now a reward. You’ve taken much bigger but I know you’re sore so I’m going to peg you and get you relaxed, then I’m going to jack myself off inside you so the final seed there will be mine. Then, I’m going to double fist you and take that final cherry.” Master coos as he pushes the silicone dick through my puffy, quivering hole. I release a plaintive whimper as my shoulders drop to the floor and I reach back to pull my abused asscheeks apart for easier access.
Yes, gawd yes Master. Claim me. Brand me. Make me yours.
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