Release Year: 2024
Studio: Masonic Studs
Cast: Dillon Stone, Serg Shepard
Genres: cum, , dildo, gay, helping hands, jerk, onanism, adult, smooth, solo

I’ve on all occasions attempted so hard to behave myself. My on all occasions said I was a people-pleaser, and I guess she’s not wrong. I attempt to look smart. I attempt to be helpful. I try to listen and to learn. The trouble is I just can’t seem to get things right. From time to time I feel this the stronger I essay, the greater amount likely I am to end up in trouble. To make matters worse, almost any of the time I just do not know what I’ve done wrong, and it is impossible to learn from your mistakes if you do not know what those mistakes are. I was informed yesterday evening that disciplinary performance was required as a result of my recent behavior. No more information was given. I was simply told to report to Master Stone at 9pm. Of course, I spent the whole night and all of the day today worrying ’bout what I’d done, trying to replay every darned conversation I’d ever had with Master Stone in an attempt to figure out why I’d been summoned. By the time I reached the chamber, I was a mess. Master Stone, unsurprisingly, said nothing. Boy just sat on a red stool in the darkened room and beckoned me over to him, deep disappointment etched all over his comely face. Boy now told me to remove my pants and I did so, obediently, trying to oversight my nerves because my hands just wouldn’t stop shaking. I stood for a moment or two, rigid with fear, as the master looked up at me, assessing my punishment. Then that guy told me to lie across his lap. For a split 2nd I couldn’t make myself move. I instantly realized that man was going to smack me—just like they did in the olden days. The thought of his fiend hands pelting down on my body was terrifying beyond words. I took a deep breath and tentatively moved towards his lap, somewhat clumsily lying face down on top of it. I was at once engulfed by wafts of a nice-looking scent which was coming from underneath his clothes. I was so profoundly sorry this it was Master Stone whom I’d let down. I have so much honour for him. It sounds crazy because the man was about to discipline me, but there was something comforting about the prospect. He’s so tall and valuable and I felt so small and insignificant, I just desired to hold him. Dude ran his enormous hand over my ass cheeks. It felt as although buddy were sizing me up, trying to work out where to country his blows. My body began to tense up as I started to imagine just how painful it was going to be. Bloke was wearing enormous rings on his fingers. Would they cut into me? Make me ? I felt his dick stiffening in his pants and beginning to push into my belly. It was clear this boy was turned on by the thought of punishing me and I was unsure ’bout how to process that information. Gink then spent what seemed like an age running his hand over my bottom and down onto my thighs. His movements felt inquisitive, like bloke was somehow fascinated by the shape of my flesh. Terrorized as I was, I can’t deny this the experience was as well a little arousing, and that sensation brought with it a unfathomable sense of shame. I heard myself letting out a series of shrieks, wishing all of that could be happening in diversified circumstances; but, simultaneously aware that it was the nature of this particular circumstance which was oddly fuelling my sensual excitement. I’ve seldom felt so conflicted. Every time I endeavoured to look up, that guy pushed me back down. I longed to undo my restrain. I felt like I was about to pass out. There was a pause. And then, thwack, his hand made contact with my ass. It wasn’t against bare body. Thank God I was still in my garments. But it sent a shockwave through my body. I don’t think it hurt. To be honest, too much adrenaline was surging through me to manage to tell. It surely tingled afterwards. I tensed up waiting for one more hit, but as an alternative, gink pushed his hand under my garments and soothingly ran it over my naked ass cheeks. The sensation was wonderful. It without delay made me feel safe, despite what had just happened. I forcefully held onto Master Stone’s leg, realizing that I could neither predict what was going to take place next, nor anticipate how I would react to it. Man pushed a finger hard into my cavity. It made me yelp; greater amount, I suspect, out of shock, than because it hurt. At the same time, I felt his dick twitching against my stomach again. It was large—very large—and I unforeseenly found myself obsessing over the thought of it entering me. If lad wanted me, guy could have me. I would follow a giant of a man like Master Stone to the end of the world if lad asked me to. That guy smacked me again. Then other time, stronger this time. My body began to hum with anticipation. Dude instructed me to stand and to remove my shirt and fix. I jumped to my feet, instantaneously obeying his orders, aware, for the first time, that I was rock serious and tenting like crazy in my semi-see-through garments. I immediately became engulfed with shame again. In all honesty I wasn’t meant to be getting off on that penalty? Bloke would be horrified to think this it had this effect on me, right? I stood in my garmets as lad glanced down at my dick. I was about to apologize, when bloke reached out and prodded it with his finger, stating what seemed so horribly obvious, that I was acquiring aroused. I told him this I was sorry. Boy nodded, too much deep in thought to reply. Then that chub educated me to accept back down over his lap and I did as asked. I felt him picking something up from the floor. I didn’t dare to look around to see what it was, but it felt cold as buddy ran it over my bottom. Then lad struck me with it. It must have been made from wood. It was utmost and it hurt, but in a nice way. Then this chub pushed my garments down and my started to run cold. The thought of soever dude was holding striking displayed flesh was 1 I wasn’t at all sure about. I felt his dick tenting against my stomach and then the load of the object slamming against my butt cheek. It stung. It shocked me. But as in a short time as the initial surprise had dissipated, I was willing for it to occur again. I did not have to wait long. Lad hit me stronger this time, and as dude struck me for a third time, I realized my dick had started to squirt pre-cum onto his suit pants. That chub ordered me to stand once other time and to remove all of my costume , formerly commanding me to lie back down on his lap. Guy held my neck with one of his hands and used the other to grab me by my testicles. Chap squeezed and tugged me ’till I was gasping uncontrollably, my complete flesh writhing in fervent spasms of both ache and , my dick still twitching jets of pre-cum into his thigh. Fellow prolonged to smack me with increasing intensity, but then changed his tactic and began to rub me with oil. It felt soothing as man ran it into the areas which were somewhat sore from the smacking, but then fellow began to poke his fingers into my apperture again. Master Stone then told me to sit on his lap facing him, my unclothed legs wrapped around his body. Then man tilted me backwards, so my head was on the floor. Boy carefully removed his ring formerly covering his hand in oil which chap dripped all over my rock intense penis, absentmindedly toying with it formerly pushing his greasy finger deep into my cavity. Then lad very carefully removed a clear plaything from a black velvet bag. I promptly knew dude was going to poke it into me and lad did so casually and without warning. It was thrilling. Intensive. Beautiful. I submitted, entirely to him. Guy could do soever bloke desired to me. That chub jerked me off with one hand as bloke prolonged to puncture the object in and out of my twitching apperture with increasing speed. I looked up at him, smart as a button in his suit and tie, hardly breaking into a sweat as I writhed and snaked ’bout underneath him. Buddy told me this boy wanted me to cum for him. I grabbed my oil-covered dick and started to tug at it, despairing to extend the feelings of deep satisfaction for as long as I could before reaching orgasm. Then, just like this, I exploded. I felt a rush of absolute bliss surging through my body as the semen shot out of me, all over my thorax, my legs quivering uncontrollably. I lay on the floor, trying to comprehend what had just took place, trying to understand if I’d been chastised or rewarded, trying to fathom why I was instantly feeling so intensely attached to Master Stone and so, so despairing to be with him again.

Format: mp4
Duration: 28:26
Video: 1920×1080, AVC (H.264), 6994kbps
Audio: 124kbps

Video clip size: 1.4 GB