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Part 3: Dylan didn't notice much of the ride to his new home because he fell asleep as soon as the car started. Dylan had no idea how long the ride took or where they were going because the chems and the intense session with his new master had completely exhausted him, and the break was welcome. Dylan woke up when the car's engine stopped and he heard Zack get out. The sliding door opened, and Dylan saw that the car must have been in a garage because they were indoors. Z: Did you sleep well, boy? Dylan was pulled straight out of the car. Dylan took his suitcase out of the car and followed Zack. Zack stopped at a room and opened the door. Z: This is our room. You can put your things here and we can unpack them later. Zack walked to the kitchen and both Dylan and Zack sat down at the table. Zack poured a glass of fruit juice and handed it to Dylan. Dylan was quite thirsty and drank it all in one go. Z: Are we thirsty? 😧 Sorry sir, but I was indeed thirsty. Z: I think we'll have to agree on a few rules first, don't you think? Dylan nodded. Z: To start with, when we're not in session, you don't have to address me as sir or master. At least not when we're alone or unless I indicate otherwise. We'll see how it goes, but for now, just call me Zack. I'll do the same with you. Is that okay with you? 😧 Yes, sir, uh, Zack. Z: For now, you'll stay here. I want to train you intensively first and build a relationship with you. Once that's done, you can go wherever you want, but you'll still be under my authority, of course. Z: For the first few weeks, I want you to focus on the housework, make sure you exercise enough to build some muscle, and keep yourself clean. Z: When we're done with your training and we continue together, you'll also have to work because I'm not your sugar daddy who will support you. Either you go out to work, or you work here with me in my sports shop, or you rent out your pussy or sit in front of a camera and make sure you bring in money, I don't care. 😧 That's fine with me, Zack. Z: During sessions, you address me as master or sir. I don't want any backtalk from you, and you do what I tell you to do, or you'll get slapped and punished. Z: You stay off the chems, you only take something when I give it to you. Z: Playing with yourself is forbidden for the first few weeks, then we'll see how it goes. Z: When guests come, you will be the perfect host, and the guests will always come before you in the coming weeks. Is that clear? 😧 I understand. Z: Good, then I'll give you a tour now. Zack took Dylan with him and showed him every room. Dylan listened carefully to Zack, but he couldn't take his eyes off Zack and looked at him with loving eyes, because deep down he felt butterflies in his stomach. Zack was absolutely perfect, he was handsome, muscular, dominant, and he could also be sweet and attentive, and what topped it all off was that he had a huge, fat cock and he knew how to use it. When they reached the last room, Dylan felt himself getting horny and struggling to control himself. He felt his submissive side taking over and a huge urge for Zack's fat cock. Zack opened the last door of the room. Z: So, this is our playroom. You can see that, just like your father's, it's well equipped and we'll have a lot of fun here. Dylan saw the playroom and now he couldn't hold back anymore. He realized that there must have been something in the orange juice because otherwise he wouldn't have gotten so horny and he would have been able to control himself. But Dylan was no longer in control of his actions and sank to his knees and rubbed his mouth against Zack's fly. Zack watched the spectacle with a big grin, grabbed Dylan by the head, pulled him away from his fly, and saw that Dylan's eyes were spinning in his head and saw the familiar horny slutty look that G brings out in real bottom slaves. Z: Do we think we can do whatever we want here? 😧 I'm so horny, sir, and I long to taste and feel your fat cock. Z: Is that so? Z: And that's why you think you have the right to touch my cock without asking? 😧 Sorry, sir, punish me with your fat cock. I'll never do it again. Z: I'll certainly punish you. But you would love for me to punish you with my cock. Zack pulled Dylan up and grabbed him by the throat. Z: I will decide what happens here and how I use or punish you, is that very clear? Although Dylan was already heavily under the influence of the G, he sensed that Zack wasn't playing games and felt the dominance that Zack exuded. He wasn't afraid that Zack would hurt him, but he was impressed, and although he had trouble controlling his body, he nodded in agreement. Z: I can't hear you, slave. 😧 Yes, sir. Z: You're lucky it's your first day and that I'm forgiving. Zack grabbed the T-shirt and tore it to pieces, then gave Dylan a few hard slaps on the chest. Z: Naked, that's how you're going to walk around here from now on. Until you're worthy of wearing clothes again, is that clear? 😧 Yes, sir. Zack pulled off the briefs Dylan was wearing and then pulled hard on his balls. Dylan curled his toes in pain and tried not to whimper so that Zack wouldn't get even more irritated with him. But he couldn't help letting out a small cry. Zack was impressed by Dylan's pain tolerance but didn't show it. Z: You'll have to learn your place, boy. 😧 Yes, sir. Z: Go into the room and choose the torture device I will use to punish you, and if I don't like it because you're trying to avoid your punishment, you'll get double the punishment, slave. So choose wisely. Dylan walked into the room and looked around, his mind racing. A large dildo, no, he couldn't take that. A whip, rope, or no, a wooden pallet to beat him with. No, not that either. Then he saw a kind of stun gun lying there. He took the gun and a piece of rope and two wristbands and a gag with a ball on one side and a dildo on the other. He put on the wristbands, wrapped the rope around his ankles, and saw a chain hanging from the ceiling. He gave the gun to his master, put the straps of the gag around his head, stuck the dildo in his mouth, and clicked the wristbands onto the chain. Zack was watching in amazement at what his new acquisition was doing and was pleasantly surprised by what his slave had come up with as punishment. Z: That looks good, boy. I am pleasantly surprised by your ingenuity and that you did not think of your own pleasure. Zack picked up the stun gun and walked around Dylan. Z: I can live with this punishment for the mistake you made. Dylan looked fearfully at Zack, waiting for the first electric shock and wondering where Zack would deliver it. Zack caressed Dylan's body with the gun and when he reached Dylan's nipple, he delivered the first shock. Dylan was startled and tried to scream, but the dildo in his mouth prevented him from doing so. Instead, saliva began to run from his mouth. Dylan also had trouble staying upright because he had tied his own legs, which meant he didn't have a large support surface. Zack watched approvingly and was still impressed by Dylan's choice, but gave him a few more electric shocks. With each shock Dylan received, he tried in vain to scream. Zack now rested the gun against Dylan's cock and looked him straight in the eyes. Z: Do you think you've learned your lesson? Dylan nodded, hoping Zack would spare him and not give him an electric shock on his cock. But that was a vain hope because Zack gave him not one but two. Dylan screamed and struggled to stay upright. Zack grabbed Dylan's head and looked into his tear-filled eyes. Z: That was so you wouldn't forget, slave. Zack removed the gag and placed his lips on Dylan's, kissing him lovingly while caressing Dylan's pained body with his hands. This was even more torturous for Dylan because he wanted to run his hands over Zack's body too, but his hands were still tied to the chain, so he couldn't. Zack broke the kiss and untied the rope and wristbands. Z: Get on your knees, slave. Dylan understood what Zack meant and got down on his knees. He hoped Zack would let him suck his cock or at least let him smell it, but Dylan was out of luck. Instead, he had to get on all fours and felt Zack tie a rope around his balls and tie it to the bed a little further away. At first, Dylan didn't understand why Zack was doing that. But then Zack took a chair and placed it in front of Dylan and sat down on it. He unzipped his fly and let his limp cock hang out of his pants. Dylan looked lustfully at that juicy fat cock and wanted nothing more than to lick it and let it grow in his mouth. Z: Well, slut. What are you waiting for? Come and suck it. Dylan looked at Zack in confusion at first because he wasn't sure if he had heard correctly. But when he saw Zack nod again, he crawled forward. He crawled until he suddenly felt a tug on the rope attached to his balls. The rope was tight, and Dylan couldn't crawl any closer without hurting himself. He didn't have to go much further, just another 50 cm. He could already smell the cock slightly, but he was still too far away to take it in his mouth. Z: Well, slave, what are you waiting for? You can suck my cock now. 😧 I can't reach it, sir. Z: You can't reach it. You have to make an effort, boy. Dylan tried to get a little closer and felt the rope cutting into his scrotum and pulling his balls out completely. Zack saw that his student was trying hard to get closer but couldn't reach his goal. Zack stood up, moved his chair a little closer, and sat back down. When Zack was fully seated, Dylan could just lick Zack's glans with his tongue, but he couldn't get any closer. Although he could only lick the tip of the glans, this gave Dylan a small sense of satisfaction and he licked the tip of the glans like a man possessed. Zack watched with a big smile on his face as his slave eagerly licked his tip. Z: Shall I help you a little? Dylan looked at Zack with a longing gaze, and Zack moved forward a little more on the chair so that Dylan could now suck the tip and the first few inches into his mouth. Dylan was ecstatic because he finally had his master's cock in his mouth and could suck on it. Zack grabbed Dylan's head and tried to push him deeper, causing the rope to cut deeper into his balls and pull harder, and then suddenly Zack's cock shot deep into Dylan's throat. Not because the rope had been pulled, but because Zack had stood up straight and pushed his cock deep into Dylan's throat. Now Dylan went wild and let the thickening cock slide so deep that he started to choke. Zack pulled his cock out of Dylan's throat and then pushed it back in again and started fucking his throat. Dylan had no gag reflex and could let the cock slide as deep as he could. This excited Zack because, even though he had a big, fat cock, his pubic hair was touching Dylan's lips, which hadn't happened much in his life. Z: Fuck yeah, bitch, swallow my cock. Dylan had gone completely wild and let Zack do his thing. Zack pushed his cock so deep that his pubic hair touched Dylan's lips, and this went on for several minutes. Drool and tears ran down Dylan's cheeks. Zack pulled his cock out of Dylan's throat and mouth, pulled him up, and started kissing him fiercely again. Z: I'm going to have a lot of fun with that throat of yours, slave. Zack slid his strong hands over Dylan's body and felt how Dylan enjoyed his caresses. Zack grabbed Dylan's ass and with both hands he grabbed Dylan's ass cheeks firmly, squeezed them and pulled them apart so that his pussy was exposed. Z: But I'm also going to have a lot of fun with that ass of yours. Dylan smiled and kissed Zack again. 😧 It's all yours, sir. Z: That's right, bitch, from now on I'll decide when, how hard, how long, and by whom that pussy of yours gets fucked. Zack pushed his finger into Dylan's hole and enjoyed the attention his pussy was getting. Zack saw that Dylan was enjoying it and now pushed a second finger hard inside. Z: You dirty slut. You enjoy it when a real man touches your pussy. That's how it should be, slave. When I'm done with you, you'll still be alive to have your pussy used by a real man. You'll offer your pussy to every man you see to be fucked. Z: Stand up, slut, and dance for me, and if you make me horny enough, I'll reward you. This was new to Dylan, and at first he didn't know what to do. Zack sat back in the chair and held his now limp cock in his hands. Z: If you can get my cock hard again, slave, you'll get a reward. If it stays limp, you'll feel it. Do you understand? Dylan nodded. 😧 Yes, sir. Z: Get started and show me what you've got. Dylan began dancing awkwardly and shyly in front of Zack. Zack watched the spectacle and knew it wasn't going to work. Z: This isn't going to work, honey. You'll never get my dick hard like this. You know, since this is your first time, you can take a few puffs on the pipe first. Zack stood up, took the filled pipe that was ready and handed it to Dylan. Dylan knew what to do and blew a few big clouds. Dylan looked at the stuff on the floor and, to his surprise, he also saw that there was suddenly a pole for pole dancing next to him. Dylan felt the horniness rising through the Tina that was inside his body, and he felt his desire for Zack growing. Zack sat back down on the couch and took his limp dick in his hands. Z: So, bitch. Now you have everything you need to make me horny again. It's up to you. Dylan's shame and shyness had melted away thanks to Tina. His horniness and the bitch inside him took over, and they knew exactly what to do to make a real man horny. Dylan grabbed the pole, wrapped his leg around it, slid his arms around it, and looked horny at Zack as he started licking the pole and then dancing on it. Zack looked at the spectacle again and knew that this would make him horny. Z: This is much better, baby. Show me what you've got. Dylan wriggled around the pole and saw that it was starting to turn Zack on. Dylan leaned his back against the pole and licked his fingers, looking at Zack lustfully and starting to play with his nipples with his fingers. He pinched them and circled them. Dylan saw that Zack's limp cock was starting to get hard and knew that what he was doing was already having an effect on his master. Dylan slid his hands over his body and he started to moan softly. He slid his hands over his caged cock and then looked questioningly at Zack. Zack started to laugh. Z: That stays locked up, baby. You'll have to do without that pathetic cock of yours. Dylan nodded and slid his hands back over his body, then turned around and grabbed the pole again. He sank to his knees, sat down on his knees, turned back around, pushed his ass against the pole, and started riding his ass against the smooth pole. Zack bit his lip and felt his cock begin to swell slightly. He knew he had struck gold with Dylan and that this boy would drive him wild and become the perfect partner for him. Dylan saw a whip lying nearby and picked it up. He stroked it along his body. Z: Yes, slut, make me horny. Hmmmm It turned Zack on completely when he saw Dylan working himself with the whip. Dylan saw that it was doing something to Zack and he looked at Zack with a horny look when he held the whip against his ass and teased him when he pretended to slap his ass. Z: Hmmm, yes, slave. Give yourself a few nice slaps on your ass. Dylan teased Zack a little more to turn him on even more. Z: Hmmm, you dirty slut, teasing your master like that. Wait until it's my turn. Your ass will be covered in red welts. Dylan gave himself a few spankings on his ass, then took the whip in his mouth, got down on all fours, and crawled toward Zack. On his way to Zack, he bumped into a dildo. He stopped for a moment, dropped the whip from his mouth, and sat up straight. He looked back at Zack with lust and desire and licked the tip of the dildo as if he were licking a lollipop. Zack bit his lip again and began to shift uncomfortably in his seat, because he was starting to feel very tempted to take the boy in hand. But even a master must be able to control himself, and he let Dylan continue his horny spectacle. Dylan got back on all fours, took the whip back in his mouth, and crawled back to his master like a lustful bitch. Z: Yes, doggy, come to Daddy. Dylan saw that Zack's cock was now completely swollen and just needed to stand up straight. When he reached Zack's feet, he slid his hands along his master's muscular legs and stopped when he reached his groin, teasing Zack some more and making him even hornier. Dylan hung his mouth over the swollen cock and stroked it with the whip. He dropped the whip from his mouth, licked the swollen glans briefly, and then turned around. He heard Zack start to breathe heavier and look at him longingly. 😧 Does master want a piece of this ass? Zack began to moan and looked longingly at his slave's ass. He grabbed the ass with both hands and squeezed it firmly. Z: Hmmmmm, you dirty dog. I'll let you feel how hard I want that ass and that pussy of yours. Zack took the whip that was lying against his now erect cock and slid it along Dylan's body. He also put it between Dylan's butt cheeks. Dylan moaned like a bitch in heat. Z: You dirty bitch. I'll make your ass nice and red and full of marks. Dylan felt Zack start to spank him with the whip, and with every lash, Dylan let out not a cry but a moan of pleasure. He felt his ass begin to glow, and then he felt Zack suddenly pull open his ass cheeks and spit on his sphincter. Z: Hmmmmmmm, your pussy looks perfect, slave. Look how hard you've gotten your master's cock. Shall I reward your pussy, baby? Z: Shall I give you another piece of candy first, baby? Dylan moaned. 😧 Hmmm, yes, master. Make me nice and slutty. Z: May master destroy your pussy completely, slave? 😧 My pussy is all yours, and you can do whatever you want with it. Z: Hmmmmm, that's the spirit, slave. Dylan felt Zack push a few crystals into his pussy and then put his face between his butt cheeks and start licking his sphincter. Dylan sank down on his arms in pleasure and started moaning loudly. Z: Yes, slut, let master hear that you're enjoying this. Dylan felt his pussy start to glow and his Tina high intensify. Dylan's pussy was licked completely wet by his horny master, and he felt Zack suddenly push his cockhead against his sphincter and thrust his balls deep into his pussy in one stroke. Dylan moaned with pleasure and Zack grabbed Dylan's hips firmly and pulled him close to him, starting to fuck his pussy hard. Z: Look what you're doing to me, slave. You're driving me wild. I'm going to destroy your pussy with my fat cock. That's what you want, slave, to have your pussy destroyed. 😧 Yes, master, destroy my pussy with your fat cock. Jack and Tom, two of Zack's friends, were standing at Zack's door. They had agreed to go to a party with Zack, but now they were standing in front of a closed door. J: Maybe he forgot. T: I think so. Luckily, I have a key, so we can go and see if he's in bed. Tom took his key and they went inside. In the distance, they heard moaning and the two looked at each other with big grins on their faces. T: The man has a slut in his house and doesn't tell us anything, how nice. They went to the playroom and saw Zack fucking a slut hard. They let their cocks hang out of their pants and started playing with themselves. Z: Do you want to be mine forever, boy? To bear my mark, serve me, please me, and love me? 😧 yes sir, i do Z: Fuck, boy. I'm going to make you the best slave, whore there can be. Tom and Jack looked at each other and didn't know what they were hearing. Has he found a permanent slave? Tom thought it was time to let Zack know they were there. Tom: Well, well. You kept that a secret well, friend. Zack, who was completely absorbed in his game with Dylan, was startled when he saw Tom and Jack standing in the doorway, but he didn't stop fucking. Z: What are you doing here? J: We came to pick you up for Michael's party, but I see you have other things to do. Zack started laughing. T: I have a feeling this isn't just a fling, and you've kept that a secret well, my friend. Z: This is Dylan. I met him yesterday, and he's going to be my permanent live-in slave. Zack saw that his friends were jerking off. Z: Fancy a test drive, guys? T: I thought you'd never ask. Zack started laughing. Tom and Jack now entered the room, and Dylan, who was completely in a trance, only now noticed that others had entered the room. He looked up and saw two pairs of jeans that had fallen to the ankles of two men, with each of the men having a fat, hard cock that was looking longingly at Dylan. Zack, who was still fucking Dylan's pussy, slapped his slave's ass. Z: Bitch, these are Jack and Tom, and you're going to see, feel, and taste them a lot in the future. To start with, you can welcome them by sucking their cocks and showing them what you're made of. Zack didn't have to tell Dylan twice. Because both the two cocks and the accompanying bodies were of the better quality, Dylan sat up straighter and took Tom's cock in his mouth and grabbed Jack's cock with his hand and started jerking it off. Tom closed his eyes, put his hand on Dylan's head, and pushed his stiff cock as deep as he could into Dylan's mouth. Tom: hmmmm fuck yes bitch, and without gagging, I'm impressed. Dylan now took Jack's cock in his mouth and started sucking it. The cock was longer and slightly thicker than Tom's and smelled and tasted like male sweat. The salty taste drove Dylan wild and took him to slut heaven. Zack signaled to Tom that he needed to get some extra stuff to send Dylan to the stars, and Tom knew immediately what to do. Tom prepared a drink with some G and also prepared a syringe to catapult him all the way to the stars. Tom put the stuff on a small table and came back to stand next to Jack. Suddenly Dylan felt his face getting wet from a warm stream and he looked up and saw Tom pissing on him. Dylan let Jack's cock fall out of his mouth and tried to catch the stream of warm piss with his open mouth. Z: Yes, that's right, slave, don't let any of that golden nectar go to waste. Jack had meanwhile walked over to the sling and laid out some things so that they could use Dylan properly for a test run later. When the last drop of piss had sprayed out of Tom's cock, Zack pulled his cock out of Dylan's gaping pussy, who was sorry that his master had stopped fucking him. Tom pulled Dylan up and kissed him on the mouth. He tasted his own piss and felt Dylan's fucked pussy with his hands. T: Hmmmm, what a lovely sloppy pussy you have, slave. Your master did you good, didn't he? 😧 Yes, sir, master has a nice cock and he can do whatever he wants with my pussy. Tom squeezed Dylan's ass and looked deep into his eyes. T: Can we also do whatever we want with your pussy, slave? 😧 Only master decides that, sir. T: But you would like to, wouldn't you, you dirty whore? Should I ask him, or will you beg him yourself to let us use you? Dylan turned around and looked at Zack with a longing and horny look. Z: What is it, slave? 😧 May my pussy pleasure your friends' cocks, master? Z: Will you be a good and obedient slave to Master if he lets you do that? 😧 Yes, Master, I will do everything you ask and desire of me without resistance. Z: Okay then, you may pleasure my friends' cocks with that toxic pussy of yours. Tom and Jack heard the magic words “toxic” and looked approvingly at Zack. J: Is it your DNA flowing through his veins? Z: No, his stepfather's. Both Jack and Tom's jaws almost hit the floor. J: Fuck, man. That's fucking hot. Z: His father is his stepfather's slave, and his stepfather has transformed him from a neat and innocent boy into a contaminated toxic slave who will do anything for a load of contaminated cum, isn't that right, boy? Zack put his hand on Dylan's head, pulled him toward him, and kissed him. 😧 That's right, master, and daddy and poz daddy then looked for a new master and partner for me to serve him. Z: That's right, boy, and as of today, you are mine. Jack and Tom saw Dylan nestle into Zack's arms, seeking his warmth and love. T: Oohhh, so cute and romantic. Zack laughed and pushed Dylan into Jack's arms. Z: Now pamper their cocks, slave. I'll see if you're doing it right and if you're worthy of serving others. Zack nodded to Tom Z: His pussy is still dry at the moment because I haven't shot my load in it yet today. So fill him up completely, and when you're done and he's done well, only then will he get my load. Z: Did you hear that, boy? 😧 Yes, sir. Tom gave Dylan a glass. T: Drink up, slave, so you'll be a more willing whore later. Dylan drank the glass empty, and then Jack grabbed him and dragged him to the sling. Dylan lay down in the sling, and Jack tied him up so he couldn't get away. Z: Come on, guys, have a drink first and let G do his job before you use him. T: That's not a bad idea. Tom and Jack followed Zack, leaving Dylan alone for a moment. He could still feel the effects of Miss Tina, and his pussy begged to be filled. It didn't take long before he also began to feel the effects of the G, and half an hour later he heard his master and his friends returning to the playroom. J: How's our slut doing? Are you ready for our cocks, boy? Jack grabbed Dylan's head and saw that his eyes had turned into flying saucers and that he had a horny and longing look on his face. T: That doesn't look bad. J: No, that's true. But I think he wants this too, doesn't he, slave? Jack held a syringe filled with Tina in front of Dylan's face and saw how eagerly Dylan looked at the syringe. J: See, he wants this too. I knew you were a real Tina whore. J: Shall I shoot you to the stars, slave? 😧 Yes, sir. J: Will you then offer your cunt completely to us? 😧 Yes, sir, master said I can pleasure your cocks with my pussy. A broad grin appeared on Zack's face when he heard that his slave was still dutifully following his orders. J: Good answer, slave. Your master can be proud of you. Dylan felt Tom put a tourniquet around his arm and Jack look for a good vein. He felt a small prick and saw a few drops of his blood appear in the clear syringe. Then the plunger was pressed, and he saw the liquid disappear into his arm and felt the familiar rush flow through his body. He felt the tickle in his throat, coughed a few times loudly, and became the slut that Pozz daddy had made him. Jack and Tom saw the slutty, cock-hungry look on Dylan's face and knew that the party could begin. Jack first caressed Dylan's sphincter and then placed the tip of his finger against the open hole and felt the sphincter trying to suck his finger inside. Dylan was moaning loudly and whining to be fucked. J: This slave is ready for use, Tom. T: Hmmmmm, move aside, Jack, and I'll let him feel how a real man fucks. Zack had to laugh. Z: Hey, watch what you say, man, or that dick of yours will be in your own ass instead of my slave's. Tom and Jack had to laugh. 😧 Please fuck me, sir, I can't take it anymore without that fat dick of yours piercing my pussy. J: You heard the boy, Tom, fuck that ass. Tom pushed his fat mushroom against the sphincter and without any resistance he drilled his way in until he was balls deep. Dylan began to moan with pleasure and enjoyment and Tom felt the warm and moist cave suck around his fat cock and begin to milk it. T: Fuck yeah boy, what an eager cunt you have. Hmmmmm. Tom started fucking Dylan's ass slowly at first, not because he wanted Dylan to get used to his fat cock, but because he wanted to enjoy the delicious ass he was about to fuck wide open. Because once he was done fucking, Dylan's ass would no longer be able to suck around a cock the way it was doing now. Dylan was panting and moaning heavily. Jack grabbed Dylan's head and pushed his cock into Dylan's open mouth. Dylan was in ecstasy and eagerly sucked Jack's cock, while Tom began to increase the intensity of his thrusts and started to pound Dylan's pussy harder. Zack, who had been sitting stretched out on the couch enjoying the scene the whole time, started playing with his cock himself because it was too hot to watch his new slave being used by some of his best friends. Z: Treat them well with your mouth and your pussy, slave. Suck their load into that dirty, toxic cunt of yours, and if you're filled up well enough, you'll get your master's load too. T: Did you hear that, slut? We have to fill your cunt with our infectious load. We each have at least two for you, but you're dirty enough to let a filthy infectious load be dumped into that toxic cunt of yours. Dylan nodded because he didn't want Jack's delicious cock to slip out of his mouth. Tom slapped Dylan's ass. T: That's what we like to hear, a cock-hungry slut who offers her pussy to real men and lets them do their thing. J: Let me fuck that pussy, man. I want to feel it myself while it's still reasonably intact. Tom laughed and pulled his cock out of Dylan's already very loose pussy. Dylan's hole didn't stay empty for long because Jack quickly took Tom's place and pushed his cock inside without mercy. Not that Dylan felt any pain or discomfort from Jack's cock because his pussy had already been fucked so open that the cock slid through it like a knife through butter. Tom offered his cock to Dylan, who willingly began to lick it clean. J: Fuck. You've brought some good grief into the house, Zack. You can lend this one out anytime. Zack, who was quietly jerking off his fat cock, started laughing. Z: You'd like that, wouldn't you? No, he's mine, and if you want to fuck him, you'll have to get my approval. Despite already being very hot, Dylan felt a warm glow come over him when he heard Zack say that. It turned him on even more, and he wanted to try even harder for his master, so he started sucking Tom's cock harder. T: Wow, man. I think your boy is happy with what he heard. Because he's trying really hard to suck my babies out of my balls. Zack stood up and came to stand next to Dylan and rubbed his head. Z: Yes, boy, you heard right. You're mine and mine alone. I decide who will fuck your pussy. I'm not letting you go anymore. Dylan's caged cock started to jump with lust, and Dylan grabbed his master's cock and started not to jerk it but to massage it, and Zack closed his eyes and enjoyed the delicious stimulation his slave was giving his cock. Jack was pounding hard, Tom was getting sucked nicely, and Zack was being jerked off by Dylan. For Dylan, this was the perfect session. After Jack had pulled his pussy even further open, he untied Dylan's legs. J: On the bed, slut. We're going to stretch that cunt of yours wide open. Dylan was helped out of the sling. A pipe was pushed against his lips and he had to blow a few clouds first. Then he was pushed onto the bed where Tom was already waiting. Dylan fell onto Tom's chest, who started kissing him passionately. Jack took a crystal and pushed it into Dylan's gaping pussy, who quickly felt a burning sensation. Dylan started rubbing his ass against Tom's cock, which he felt pushing against his ass. T: Hmmmm, sit on my cock, slut. Dylan had no trouble sliding Tom's cock into his pussy. When the cock was completely inside his pussy, he was pushed against Tom's chest and felt Jack's cock pressing against his sphincter, trying to drill its way inside. J: Open your fucking cunt, bitch, and let my fat cock inside. Zack pulled Dylan's ass cheeks apart, opening his sphincter even more. Z: Yes, baby, show me what kind of whore pussy you have. Dylan began to pant and moan heavily and felt his sphincter open more and Jack's fat cock slide into his pussy. Z: That's it, baby. Hmmmmm, you fucking dirty bitch. Dylan moaned loudly with pleasure as Jack and Tom took turns thrusting into his pussy. Zack stood next to Dylan, grabbed his fat big cock, and started pissing on Dylan's head. Z: You dirty whore. You deserve to be pissed on. You should stink of piss and cum. Because that's the kind of dirty whore you are. Getting fucked by two pozz studs without your pussy putting up any resistance. Z: Fill his dirty cunt with your toxic cum, guys. Fill him up with your DNA and let him feel what his cunt is for. That it's only for real men to dump their cum in. J: Fuck yeah. I'm going to dump my load, slut. T: Wait, I'm almost there too. Jack and Tom now started pounding Dylan's cunt together, who was cumming internally with every thrust because his prostate was being overstimulated. Dylan was moaning with pleasure with every thrust, and then suddenly he heard both Jack and Tom let out a primal roar. He felt Jack's nails digging into his shoulders and his pussy being pumped full of two toxic and infectious loads of cum. Jack and Tom slid their cocks out of Dylan's pussy, and Dylan felt how empty his pussy felt. Jack pulled Dylan back so that his mouth was now level with Tom's dirty cock. Dylan wanted to catch his breath, but he didn't get the chance because Jack put his mouth on Tom's dirty cock. Clean our cocks, slave. Jack lay down next to Tom, and Tom and Jack started kissing and letting Dylan lick their cocks clean. Dylan felt Zack's cock pushing against his gaping sphincter and sliding in without any resistance. Z: fuuuuuuuuuuck, you guys did a great job. His pussy is nice and warm, wet, and loose. Zack immediately started fucking Dylan's pussy hard, and it didn't take long before he was about to cum. He slammed Dylan's pussy a few times, moaned loudly, and shot his load deep into his slave's intestines. Dylan was allowed to catch his breath before the second round began, and after they had fucked him a second and third time, Dylan was finally allowed to enjoy some rest. His sphincter was completely swollen from prolonged use and his body was completely exhausted. Z: He'll have to work on his stamina a bit more. T: That's right. But he's not doing badly for a first test. Zack stayed behind to chat, and after they had gone home, Zack went to pick up Dylan and allowed him to sleep with him for the first night. Zack held Dylan tightly and hugged him. The first few weeks were a series of sessions to mold Dylan into the image Zack had in mind, and when he was completely ready, Zack took him to a party where masters shared their slaves with each other.

every piss pig needs to get fed from the meat tap while another guy is piss fucking u. fucking love it so much

Stroking my cock with Vaseline as I type….

I love body fluids. Saliva, semen and ass juice.

I’ve heard that all my life and I proudly claim it as my most impressive skill

I have a pretty average dick and just use saliva as lube. I love rimming and will spend a long time eating a guys hole and making sure it's really wet. It helps when they occasionally come over with another mans seed in them.

I have had a few guys tell me I suck better than their wife/gf.

Really hot!🔥

I was at a piercing studio in the city. The guy who did it was very nice. He was listening to my wishes and even said why he will do the piercing at this place and not a little bit higher to the top. I get a lot of information what I can do and not to do. Even a short extra visit in two weeks is including because he also want see that all is healing well. I wouldn’t do it by myself and think it was a great idea to go to a professional piercing. Now it is the second day and it’s looks more and more better. I’m a little bit angry about myself that I was waiting so long. Could have done it a few years ago but was so afraid.

This is how I would want to happen to me 😈

So, it's psychological for you? Do you like it because it's dominating and part of the power dynamic or is it part of the degrading and ownership aspect? When I asked him, he said he likes that it makes me grunt in pain and it ensures I'm going to carry part of him in me for as long as possible. It's interesting that men will sacrifice what feels best physically, for psychological pleasures.

I’ve been struggling g to find really good audio hypno…there used to be so many, and all the really good ones are behind thisvid members…and you can’t sign up anymore

Thanks for the feedback. I want to start with a week off and see where that leads.

“Bend over” or “legs up.” Both are short and sweet and direct. No opportunity for a misunderstanding