1. Pieces-How do you keep yourself ready for sex


    Date: 8/21/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 50, Source: xHamster

    up bitch” she said as she strode away. She was back soon, grabbed my by my hair and dragged me to the living room as I tried hard to keep up with her as I crawled in behind her. There were seven men sitting around our living room, all with their pants down and slowly stroking their cocks. Still holding me tightly by the hair, and for the sole purpose of humiliating me, my wife loudly announced, “Boys, this is my husband. He is going to be your Fairy Cocksucker today. His mouth is yours for as long as you want it. When you give him back I expect him to be a simpering faggot cum slut. Use him as much as you like. He will eagerly suck all of you until you can’t get it up anymore.” Looking down at me and scowling she said, ominously, “He knows better than to refuse to do anything you want.” With that, she pulled my hair hard, pushing me into the room, sprawling on the floor, and turned and walked away. My girlfriend has told one of her friends at work that she kept my cock locked in a cage. She even showed her friend the key, and a picture of me. It was only a matter of time before she was invited over to the house to see for herself. I was made to stand before her, strip off all my clothes and present myself to her. She laughed, and her first comment was how small my cock was. She reached out and grabbed my balls and squeezed them, smiling as I grimaced. She pulled on my cage, twisted it, making sure it held me securely, but pulling and pinching and hurting my cock and balls as ...
    she did. Finally, my girlfriend told me that her friend had a very good idea on a way to decide how often I could cum in the next year. My eyes opened wide as I just stared at my girlfriend. Laughing, her friend explained that I could chose a number. That number would either be how many times I got to cum for the next year, or how many days I had to wait between orgasms. Which it would be would be determined by the flip of a coin. Grinning widely, she laughed and said, “Go on, little boy, pick a number.” My mind raced, as I looked from her to my girlfriend and back, they were both grinning now. I did math quickly in my head. Did I want to play it safe, pick 19 and get the same number of orgasms either way? Or did I want to pick a different number, hoping that I could get more orgasms? I had been locked in my cage for over three weeks. No orgasm, unable to even get hard without it hurting. My cock wanted more than 19 orgasms this year. I was definitely thinking with my cock when I answered “Three, Miss.” The women howled with laughter. Her friend said, “You are a horny little slut. I do hope it doesn’t blow up in your face.” Both women were grinning, I knew they each wanted to see heads come up, while I was praying for tails. Her friend flipped the coin, as I watched it spin in the air my cock was eagerly hoping for tails, but there was a little part of my mind that was saying, “Would heads really be all that bad?” I was desperate. It was the fourth time in the past six months ...
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