Just a guy who dreams of being a slaveboy, unfortunately due to my disability that will not be a reality but I can dream and make posts. I’m just a 22 year old who makes little stories that I Dream about to escape my reality.
18+ only and all posts are stories not reality and I cannot stress enough that all “boys” are 18+. Ask me anything:) and above all else, enjoy yourself! I'm also a big fan of online/cyber role play, kinky chats and just simply talking to new people :)
I always love it when I get a chance to train straight, cocky, lads who thinks their so important, that there's no one better, that their the definition of hot shit. I always love using my...unique skill set to take them down a peg, to show them their true place in the hierarchy. Spoiler alert, it's far from the top...
I find it funny how one simple device-how one simple cage, when sealed around a cocky, arrogant, boy's cock, can do so much damage to one's ego. It's amusing in seeing the change from cocky and defiant to docile and obedient. After just 3 weeks without access to his most prized asset, I barely even have to order him. Just a snap of my fingers is enough for him to slowly approach me, get down on his knees and beg for my cock, like the good little bitch-boy, I'm training him to be.
Once my meat is down his throat, once I pound away, To further add to his humiliation, I exaggerate my moans to let him know how good it feels having a warm, wet mouth on your cock. I constantly fondle his cage. And of course, when I'm getting closer and closer, I grab the back of his head, I force his head down on my member, I use him like a flesh light, I show him no compassion because all he is, is a hole for me to use, and when my cock erupts stream after stream, of sticky, hot cum, I don't dare pull out, making sure my bitch, doesn't dare waste a single drop...he never does...
Good faggot, slut.
Whenever I look at him he now, it's hard to even imagine that he used to be straight, that he was anything other a pathetic little bitch-slut.
I sometimes wonder what made him change his attitude maybe it was because he finally realised that resisting was a pointless exercise. Or maybe it was because of the painful and agonising torture that awaited him, should he show the slightest bit of disobedience. Or maybe it was simply because that he thought that if he obeyed me, I'd grant him the smallest bit of mercy by releasing his denied cock, from its tight, uncomfortable prison. That last reason does make me laugh, because of all the years I've been in the slave training business, I've never been one to show mercy...
Thinking about him, how I transformed into my bitch is starting to make my cock stiffen, again. It won't be too long before I make good use of his mouth-pussy, again, where he can naively think, that today might be the day he can touch his cock, again...
Even bitches can dream...
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I always love it when I get a chance to train straight, cocky, lads who thinks their so important, that there's no one better, that their the definition of hot shit. I always love using my...unique skill set to take them down a peg, to show them their true place in the hierarchy. Spoiler alert, it's far from the top...
I find it funny how one simple device-how one simple cage, when sealed around a cocky, arrogant, boy's cock, can do so much damage to one's ego. It's amusing in seeing the change from cocky and defiant to docile and obedient. After just 3 weeks without access to his most prized asset, I barely even have to order him. Just a snap of my fingers is enough for him to slowly approach me, get down on his knees and beg for my cock, like the good little bitch-boy, I'm training him to be.
Once my meat is down his throat, once I pound away, To further add to his humiliation, I exaggerate my moans to let him know how good it feels having a warm, wet mouth on your cock. I constantly fondle his cage. And of course, when I'm getting closer and closer, I grab the back of his head, I force his head down on my member, I use him like a flesh light, I show him no compassion because all he is, is a hole for me to use, and when my cock erupts stream after stream, of sticky, hot cum, I don't dare pull out, making sure my bitch, doesn't dare waste a single drop...he never does...
Good faggot, slut.
Whenever I look at him he now, it's hard to even imagine that he used to be straight, that he was anything other a pathetic little bitch-slut.
I sometimes wonder what made him change his attitude maybe it was because he finally realised that resisting was a pointless exercise. Or maybe it was because of the painful and agonising torture that awaited him, should he show the slightest bit of disobedience. Or maybe it was simply because that he thought that if he obeyed me, I'd grant him the smallest bit of mercy by releasing his denied cock, from its tight, uncomfortable prison. That last reason does make me laugh, because of all the years I've been in the slave training business, I've never been one to show mercy...
Thinking about him, how I transformed into my bitch is starting to make my cock stiffen, again. It won't be too long before I make good use of his mouth-pussy, again, where he can naively think, that today might be the day he can touch his cock, again...
Even bitches can dream...