1. Enslaving Robert


    Date: 7/29/2015, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Gay Male, Author: klammer, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    to the bathroom I could feel my tears running down my cheeks. As I crawled I was having trouble remembering if I was crying because of the pain from the belt or my failure to escape. By the time I actually reached the bathroom neither thoughts were in my mind and I just simply wondered why I was crying. I felt like a fucking sissy and did my best to stop my crying. I had just managed to do so when I entered the bathroom and seen what was prepared for me. Hanging from a rope tied to an eyebolt on the ceiling was a large red enema bag. Of course, at the time it didn't fully register in my head exactly what the item was. I just knew that deep down it was not good and the tears started up again. &#034Don't cry,&#034 Jay said in a mocking tone. &#034Its full of your special water. Aren't you thirsty?&#034 Jay was already holding the enema nozzle in his right hand. Like an idiot I tilted my head back and opened my mouth. As I looked at the enema bag above me I actually felt a sort of joy. It was as though the bag was some kind of bloated piñata that was about to rain sweet candies down on me. That's how simple things were in my head while under the influence of the d**g. &#034This water goes into a different hole,&#034 Jay laughed when he seen me open my mouth. &#034If you are a good boy then maybe I will let you drink the possible backwash from the nozzle later.&#034 My face turned red as I finally remembered what the enema bag was and how it was used. I wanted the d**g but still ...
    shook my head back and forth at the thought of how he planned to give it to me. I expected him to rain the belt down on me again but the pain never came. In fact, he seemed to actually enjoy the fact that I didn't want the enema. He told me to get into position but I couldn't formulate what he meant. He tried giving more detailed instructions but finally gave up and just grabbed a hand full of my hair and maneuvered me around until he had me kneeling with my face against the floor and my ass pointed up toward the ceiling. The enema nozzle was barely larger than my thumb but I still let out a yelp as it was f***ed past my anal ring and shoved deep inside. As the pain in my asshole started to subside I suddenly felt pain in my shoulders and arms. Jay was pulling my hands behind my back. When I felt him let go I tried to pull them back to my front but discovered the mitts I was wearing had somehow been locked or tied together. It was rather uncomfortable in this position with my hands tied behind my back. I tried to use my stomach muscles to left my face and shoulders off the floor a little but it wasn't any use. I was just too weak to do it. The only bright side was that the pain seemed to be removing the fog from my head. Or, at least I thought that was the bright side until my uncle loosened the enema clamp and I felt the warm liquid shoot up my rectum. The first few seconds were a bit of a shock but not actually that unpleasant. However, the liquid seemed to quickly run out ...
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