1. Enslaving Robert


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

    I found that unlikely though. It would become too costly for the two. I would only require a couple teaspoons of the d**g a day to keep me under, but the components were anything but cheap. Without my medical contact it would probably cost them an average of $20 to $30 a day. That may not sound like much but for Bob it would be. Hell, they guy was practically living in the streets when I found him. I also doubted Jay could afford to provide Bob with shelter, food, bear and then the d**g for me on top of all of that. It didn't matter if I believed Jay or not though. What mattered was whether Bob did. The look in Bob's eyes, coupled with his hard dick, told me he did believe his son. I turned to beg Jay, only to find he was no longer there. I then heard the basement door shut and lock. It pissed me off that Uncle Jay hadn't even asked again about Karen's location. He didn't want to give me the opportunity to give in until after Bob had at least a night with me. I wouldn't have told him anyway, but he didn't know that for sure. I expected Bob to attack me right away. However, he just sat at the far end of the cage and watched me while he played with his dick. I was freezing my ass off but Bob had since dried and looked halfway comfortable. At first I thought he was just waiting for me to dry off so he wouldn't get wet again. However, I then realized that he was just waiting for the d**gs in his system to finally wear off. He was also probably waiting for my shivering to wear ...
    down my body. In an hour he would be much stronger and I would be much weaker. &#034You don't believe him do you?&#034 I said. &#034He isn't going to let either of us go if I talk. He will either keep us in this cage or kill us.&#034 That is the gist of what I said anyway. Even with the shivering the d**g in enema form is pretty damn strong and was making it hard for me to talk coherently. Bob just gave me an evil grin and continued to toy with his dick. As I sat there trying to work out some kind of defense in my head I realized I was wasting my breath trying to reason with Bob. The best I could see, there were only three possibilities: 1) Bob actually believed his son. If this was the case then I was fucked. 2) 3) Bob was just pretending to believe his son in order to set up some kind of escape. If so then I was fucked because he would have to make it look convincing. 4) 5) Bob didn't believe his son and had given up hope of escape. If this was the case then he had nothing to loose by having his way with me. Best case, Jay is telling the truth and he goes free. Worst case, I eventually break and we both die... but at least he would get a last few fucks in before hand. 6) Yeah, there are technically other possibilities and other ways someone might respond to the above three. However, we were talking about Bob here. The guy thought with his dick. Regardless of the number of possible approaches to this situation, he was going to take one that gets his dick wet. &#034What I ...
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