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Click hereThe screen went blank, and Zach was left alone for a few minutes until the Man returned to the room. Silently he simply stood in front of Zach, staring straight into the boy's eyes, as his heavy breathing made his taut stomach swell and contract. The Man could see the confusion and conflicting thoughts rushing through his captives mind. His hands still opened and closed rhythmically, the palms showing red marks where the boy had clenched his hands shut so tightly the nails had dug into them, as he had watched the whipped boy ejaculate. Finally the kid dropped his gaze. A decision had been made.
"Ok" he said.
"I'm sorry?" the Man queried.
"Your right" the boy sighed.
"I usually am. But you have to be more specific for me. Tell me what you mean... what you want." Insisted the Man.
The boy looked up with a momentary flash of anger in his eyes. Then the Man's smirk returned as he watched the last bit of defiance drain away, and the boy surrendered himself.
"Please, I want to feel your hands on my body. I need you to use me... abuse me, make me your bitch."
"Sir?" the Man prompted.
"Please Sir, I want... I want you to... My... my... my body is yours to use as you please."
The Man laughed. "Ah my hot little slave boy. I have such plans for you."
To Be Continued.
Very hot, what can I say it made me hard thinking of being in the boys place.
Part of me wants to be the kid. The bulge in my jeans proves that, more important is the fact that that my other head wants it too!
Love how the Man is leading the Boy into his own world of sexual perversion. Others simply see it as pleasure. I feel some of the things the Boy does.