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By *hessub OP Man
7 weeks ago
within 7 miles of Nantwich |
I feel him stroking mt bum, the he moves up my stomach tweaking my nipples through the white vest. I try not to wince as he increases the pressure, but I do.
As he moves lower towards my shorts he whispers I am your Master now, and I will do as I want, do you understand? Yes Sir I reply, my cock slowly filling and starting to rise.
His hands explore my cock and balls through my shorts, suddenly applying pressure to my ball sac, again I wince.
His hands are in my shorts, cupping my butt cheeks. He removes one hand, quickly returning it. His fingers has cold gel on it, he applies pressure to my virgin hole, in slips his finger, and he explores my arse, it feels good. Does you Masters finger feel good Sub. Yes Sir I reply with a slight gasp as a second finger slips into my arse, exploring and stretching my tiny hole.
Suddenly, he moves both fingers and his hand curls around my now rigid cock. He positions my cock vertically against my stomach, the head gripped by the elasticated waist. He moves slightly, again returing to my nipples. Mmmmmmm, these feel nice as he rolls them between his fingers. I don't just want to feel them, Sir wants to see them as well. Suddenly, without any warning my Master rips at the left of my vest, tearing a hole by my left nipple, then my right, the cool air from the tares make my nipples harden.
Sirs mouth are overs my left nipple, he sucks, kisses and the nibbles it. I sigh loudly. He moves to my other nipple, this time he chews it, I cry out.
He streches out each nipple in turn and attaches something to each one. It hurts!!
He moves behind me and another rip of the t shirt exposes my naked back, his hands move from my shoulders to my bum. The feeling of him ripping at my clothing is exhilarating, my cock is solid, my balls pulled up, I'm feeling that I could loose control at any time.
Then with a swish, my back stings, the first strike is followed by more, one after another, I cry out. Momentarily they stop. I am breathing rapidly, I can feel tears forming in my eyes. I hear him walk away and the clink of something metal.
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