1. A SLAVE'S LIFE


    Date: 3/6/2015, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Gay Male, Author: klammer, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    rumblings of hunger, and for another I started to think about what would happen if I needed to crap - surely I couldn't use that bucket? It's one thing to share your "cell", as that's how I was now thinking about it, with a bucket of piss - but with some vile smelly turds? I was getting thirsty, too, and thought about getting up and beating on the door again. But somehow I sensed that it would be useless. I don't know how long I lay there, but the deathly quiet of my "cell" was broken by a loud "snick". I started upwards, and saw that the door had half opened. Wrapping the blanket around me - I'm not ashamed of my body, but even so, when you're in a strange place, and you don't know what the fuck's happening, you tend to try to cover up, don't you? I peered into the corridor outside the door, and all that could be seen was a row of identical doors. I walked cautiously along, trying the doors as I went, but they had no handles either and there was nothing else to do - especially as, just as I'd left it, the door to my own "cell" had closed and was now immovable when I pushed at it. At the end of the corridor, though, there was an open door, and inside there was a lavatory, a big shower, and a washbasin! It felt so good to be able to crap, then shower to get my body really clean, and then to stand and shave off my stubble with a disposable razor - you feel so much better, don't you, when you're fresh and smart? I looked around for deodorant but there wasn't any, and I noticed ...
    that the shampoo and shower soap, and the shaving cream, were all unperfumed - very unusual. Best of all, though was that on a shelf by the side of the shower were some clothes - not what I would have chosen for myself, but clothes, never the less. I pulled them on gratefully, and they seemed to be a good fit, if that's the right word - the top was a plain white cotton singlet that left my shoulders exposed and had very deep, loose arm holes stretching half way to my waist. It was that sort of cotton that's very thin, almost translucent, and even though it was not tight on me, I just knew that the shadow of my thick thatch of chest hair was easily visible - even where it was not poking out above the low neckline. It was too short, as well, not even coming to the top of my pubic thatch. The shorts were in that satin material they used to make sports clothes out of until the Lycra stuff became fashionable, and felt silky smooth on me. The legs were cut very high, though, so you could see most of my big strong thighs, and they were very low-cut, barely coming over the top of my bush: I knew that if I bent down the top of my ass crack would be exposed, and, as it was, there was a visible gap between the top of the shorts and the bottom of the singlet. Unlike most sports shorts I'd ever owned, these didn't have one of those "pouch" linings, either, and had the legs not been relatively tight around my thighs my cock would have fallen out. As it was, it nestled snugly in the silky ...
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