1. Fuck-Boy Experience in His Words


    Date: 9/21/2015, Categories: BDSM, Gay Male, Mature, Author: mommyluvs, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    the other. I bent over, and she spread lube into my ass, without saying anything further. She pushed it into my ass, and I grunted loudly. &#034Relax, and push out, or it will hurt,&#034 she explained. I did as she ordered, and it slid in. My butt cheeks clamped around it, holing it tight. It felt great, as it rubbed up against my prostate. &#034Now stand up, boy,&#034 she said. She held out the leather collar, and showed it to me. It had the words 'Slave Boy,' engraved on it. She fastened it tightly. &#034These are police issue handcuffs, and prisoner leg restraints. You'll never get free without the key. My b*****r in law used to be a cop.&#034 Her big boobs rubbed up against me, and I felt the cold metal on my wrists, and heard the click of the cuffs restraining me. Then she kneeled down, and snapped leg shackles on my ankles, hobbling me. &#034I should gag you, but this room is soundproof, so if you decide to yell nobody will hear you. I don't think you will anyway. I know you want this. You're really a cocksucker aren't you, boy?&#034 &#034Yes ma'am,&#034 I confessed my hidden gay desires. &#034I knew it the moment you responded to our ad,&#034 she laughed. With that said, she covered my eyes with a thick leather blindfold, like a sl**p mask. As soon as she covered my eyes I heard someone enter the room. My heart pounded because I knew it was the husband. “Why are you here boy?” the male voice asked me in a low deep masculine voice. “Because I want to learn to suck ...
    cock and take cock in my ass.” &#034Good. I'm glad you know why you are here, but I have to punish you for failing to call me by my proper title and swearing. I'm going to give you a strapping,&#034 he announced matter of factly. My pounding heart sank, and I became afraid. Part of me wished I had never come to this cruel, dominant couple, yet another part was so aroused that my cock hurt and dripped precum. The fear over the punishment made me forget the itching. Sir returned and had me hobble over to a table. He told me to put my chest on the table and hold still. &#034Wow, she really does like you,&#034 he said noticing the plug in my butt. &#034If she doesn't like you, she won't plug you. I'm going to give you 15 whacks.&#034 I didn't know what to say, so I kept my mouth shut. I had never been strapped before. I had fooled around with a girl once who had playfully spanked me, but I had never been strapped, especially not by a man. I was still blindfolded, so I wondered what Sir looked like. My thoughts were interrupted very quickly. Whack! The strap hit my butt hard, making me cringe. It hurt, but I was sure I could take more, not that he was giving me a choice. Whack! &#034This is what you get for not remembering that I'm your superior,&#034 he said. Whack! Whack! Each one seemed to come down harder than the next. It hurt so bad, I couldn't believe it. He strapped my butt relentlessly. All I wanted was for it to stop. Tears began to stream down my eyes. Ma'am was right. He ...
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