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 bet his cockiness and arrogance served him well in his old life. I bet he used to be the talk of the town. I bet he used to get any girl he wanted, fuck any pussy he wanted. Until the day when we decided to pay him a visit and make him nothing more than a tool to be used by superior men...
Now when I look at him, I hardly even recognise the cocky, straight boy...
Sure, he tries his best to look as tough as nails, at first. It's really only when you show him that he's body doesn't belong to him, that he starts to show what he really is: a pathetic, whimpering bitch. I love exploring his impeccably tight pussy with my fingers, closing my eyes, hearing his pathetic muffled pleads, teaching him that he was never in control, he never had a say, he exists only to serve...
My favourite way to completely terrify and humiliate him is when he's chained to the wall, boypussy completely exposed, and I allow our clients to view our products. He must notice those men giving him lustful, mocking glances as they view and grope his hairless body. His body shivers as they stroke his denied dick by men old enough to be his dad. Some enough to be his granddad...
Every time is a mindfuck for him. He never knows if today's the day if I'm gonna give the horny crowd the thumbs up and allow his pussy 'open for business'...
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I bet his cockiness and arrogance served him well in his old life. I bet he used to be the talk of the town. I bet he used to get any girl he wanted, fuck any pussy he wanted. Until the day when we decided to pay him a visit and make him nothing more than a tool to be used by superior men...
Now when I look at him, I hardly even recognise the cocky, straight boy...
Sure, he tries his best to look as tough as nails, at first. It's really only when you show him that he's body doesn't belong to him, that he starts to show what he really is: a pathetic, whimpering bitch. I love exploring his impeccably tight pussy with my fingers, closing my eyes, hearing his pathetic muffled pleads, teaching him that he was never in control, he never had a say, he exists only to serve...
My favourite way to completely terrify and humiliate him is when he's chained to the wall, boypussy completely exposed, and I allow our clients to view our products. He must notice those men giving him lustful, mocking glances as they view and grope his hairless body. His body shivers as they stroke his denied dick by men old enough to be his dad. Some enough to be his granddad...
Every time is a mindfuck for him. He never knows if today's the day if I'm gonna give the horny crowd the thumbs up and allow his pussy 'open for business'...