1. Enslaving Robert


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

    crawl from the cage to the bathroom I remembered fighting to clear my mind each time. However, by the time I would formulate any kind of escape plan I would find myself back in the cage already. Then, I would slowly feel my brain sinking back into the fog. It wasn't until after the 15 or 16th meal that I finally discovered what Jay's plan was. It was on this day that my mind poked out from the fog due to the sounds of a belt making contact with flesh. I glanced up to see Jay a few feet away swinging the belt downward repeatedly. I could hear my grandfather grunting and guessed that the torture had finally begun. I managed to bring my gaze down to what Jay was swinging at. Sure enough, it was against Bob's back and ass. &#034Suck it!&#034 I heard Jay yell as he swung he belt. It wasn't until I heard this that I came even further out of the fog. I don't know why but for a moment I looked around for something to suck. Even in my dazed state I knew it was just the natural effects of the d**g. While it didn't make you tell the truth, it most definitely made you susceptible to suggestion. Luckily, however, there wasn't anything near for me to suck or I might have actually done it. However, a second later I felt something warm around the head of my dick. I looked down in both horror and disgust to see Bob trying to work my dick into his mouth. Bob looked just as concerned and confused as I was, but he still tried his best to obey his orders. I'm sure the belt added even more ...
    persuasion. As Bob worked at my cock I realized we were not currently in our cage. I focused hard and then tried to spring into action. However, my attempt at escape was quickly halted when I discovered my hands were cuffed behind my back. The cuffs also seemed to be chained or tied down to something because I couldn't budge upward even an inch. With escape no longer an option I tried to will my mind back into the embrace of the fog so I could escape this current indignity. I just couldn't pull it off though. My mind just kept focusing on the present. What made things worse was that despite how disgusted my mind was with the current activities, my body seemed to be gathering pleasure from it. Especially when Bob started struggling to get my dick to enter his throat. The gagging and choking sounds he made were repulsive, yet my dick seemed to get even harder. Jay kept raining the belt down on him for over 20 minutes as Bob continued to struggle with my dick. &#034Cum down his fucking throat,&#034 Jay ordered. A few seconds later I could hear him choking even harder as my body obeyed the command and unloaded Bob's dinner for that night. I felt both embarrassed and ashamed as I came down from the bliss of my climax. &#034The fucking faggot is trying to train us,&#034 I finally realized just before sinking back into the fog. 2. Eating requires a certain degree of awareness, however, I think I remember the meals mainly because the d**g was weakest in our systems just before eating. We ...
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