It was quiet in my cage. Nothing but me and my thoughts. I had woken from my sleep, hearing the soundtrack of Master Myles moving in the next room. Guy loves to keep me away. Out of sight until bloke needs me. It’s his prerogative and his right.
I don’t mind. I’m comfortable and warm, even although the just only clothing I have is my sock and collar. The cage is gigantic sufficient for me. I’m not this large.
I could hear Master Myles pacing around, moving as if lad was stressed or listless. It’s become greater amount and greater amount ordinar. Boy must be very significant and have a lot on his mind. It is in these moments where guy needs to unwind and destress. And it’s in those moments lad comes into that room–this playroom–and takes me out of my cage.
It is easy. I know my role. Lad comes in, I rise to attention, that guy opens the cage, and boy uses me as that chub needs to.
Today was no diversified. The comely man walked in, carrying the look on his face that said lad needed to be taken care of. This chub never smiled or showed any actual affection. Just power and dominance. The most intimate thing about our time jointly is when I’m removing his suit .
I slowly take off his shirt and pants, watching his nice-looking, perfectly sculpted skin become revealed. Even the act of removing his shoes and socks feels like a gentle intimacy. At least, compared to what else comes next.
With his intense cock out, this guy tells me to suck him. I do, of course, feeling his steely erection rest on my lips as it moves into my oral cavity. I know how gink likes it. Slow, wet, and massaging. Buddy craves to be worshipped, not just serviced. And that’s what I do.
But this time, I barely held his cock in my throat, acquiring the tip and shaft wet formerly gink told me to lie down on the bed, face down. It was unusual, but it was not my location to question. I was astonied when fellow moved on top of me, lifting his skin over mine as his fierce, wet cock hung down over my back and asshole.
I felt the tip move between my cheeks, hovering above. My heart began to race. I knew what dude was going to do, and I hoped I could handle it. My hollow was not warmed up or stretched out. I had practiced taking huge cocks, but this would be various.
Guy lowered his skin down, slowly bringing his cock to meet my cavity. The thick cock was hard and persistent, pressing against it forcefully. It was not quick, but it was building up its pressure, testing the resistance of my ass. It went down deeper, stronger, pushing the limits of my hole’s tightness. And then, it pushed throughout that.
Pop! My master’s cock moved inside me, pushing deep into my apperture. It didn’t hurt, but it was a shock. A unpredicted permeating this filled me. I felt my pulse in my neck, my upper body got sexy and I could feel the familiar feeling of intensive arousal.
This man just needed to fuck. Fuck harsh and unfathomable. And fellow did not waste on time on pleasantries or foreplay. This chub didn’t need to. That’s not why boy bought me. Gink bought me to be a apperture. A sheath for his cock. A warm, constricting location to pour his seed into. Without every doubts, restrictions, or reservations.
I trembled as boy pounded his cock into me, any full-bodied poke into my fragile frame shattering my prostate. My cock was rock extreme, pressed between my belly and the bed, oozing out precum as gink used me for his joy. It was fervent, but it was highly sexy. To be completely obedient to that man, to be his, to be owned and fucked… it was everything I ever wanted…

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