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SLAVE ISLAND PARADISE PART 1
Tobey is such a good boy.
“Would you like me to lower my ass for you, Sir?” he asks me, his hands pressed against the counter. I say him yes, just a bit. Carefully he lowers his ass. I fuck him while still wearing my business attire. I’m wearing a ten thousand dollar outfit between the suit and the pants. I look love a fucking dream. A DILF that stands out whenever I go anywhere. It’s called entity an Alpha male. Most of you wouldn’t know what that’s really like, what it really involves. Well, I’m a slave owning Alpha male, a Master for those of you who have never met one. I quite love owning my slaves. I feel sheer joy in owning another man.
I come in his asshole, and he makes sure to slide in across my cock with his hole. He knows how to function me right away now. He’s so meek and compliant. He’s very sensitive to my needs now. I made sure of it. He truly understands how to approach me now.
Of course, I had to defeat that sense into him. Notice that bruise on his back? He talked back to me. He should never, eve
Chapter One-1
Chapter One As I bounced around in the trunk of his ride, I wondered what I had gotten myself into. My body was totally wracked in impossible pain, and I was unable to move even a fraction of an inch. I was nothing more than a worthless piece of luggage and had no thought when it would end. I knew just one thing. He was taking his slave on a vacation into purgatory. It was hard to ponder of anything but the agony I was experiencing, but through a cloudy mind I reflection back to how all this got started…. I’m an 18 year aged college student, and a star soccer player at Purdue University, going there on a packed scholarship. Even though I’m rather petite, my rock complicated body, gazelle-like speed and amazing agility make up for any possible compact comings. Actually I’m almost 5 feet 4 inches giant and weigh in at about pounds. I work out extensively, keeping myself in fantastic shape. But besides all that, I’m into bondage, well actually self-bondage. I treasure ropes and chains, and being locked in them with a little pain thrown in to boot. Anyway, I was at the gym working out one day
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