He had never seen a pussy that beautiful, that enticing. He couldn’t resist. He put his face in Joey’s ass and licked his asshole once, twice, thr...e times. He said, “That’s my boy’s hole. That’s mine. I gotta go in. I have to get in there son. I have to fuck your hole. I’m gonna take it. Can I fuck your hole, boy?” “Yeah.” Joey looked over his shoulder, a smile playing across his lips. “You’re gonna feel it, okay?” “Yeah,” Joey said. “Can I fuck you Joey? Are you ready for me boy?” “Yeah,. Glen married me 2 days later. It was a conventional marriage in white with his friends and family. i played the beautiful young wife for all and Glen was proud of my behavior in public. After all guests were gone he took me in his dungeon were the real slavery ritual was provided by him. He undressed me and made me ready for my slavery ritual. He tied me on a block and branded me on my ass with his symbol and another brand with initials on my shoulder. It hurt so much and the pain made me. I thought to myself, Judy would blow his mind. When Gil walked in, Judy stopped him in his tracks. She had put on a real low-cut blouse, no bra and really short shorts. Gil walked over to Judy, got on one knee and kissed her hand. Judy just became his, so he thought. "John, can I see you in the bedroom? This is the best-looking guy that you have introduced me to. Where have you been hiding him? He reminds me of a big teddy bear." I knew I had to warn Judy about Gil. He was really an idiot. What. He looked into the man’s eyes, giving him a hard, unwavering glare.“Hump the fist,” Drinker demanded, and Sandy did, rocking on the fist, fucking himself on it.Drinker laughed, impressed, a little chastened he hadn’t gotten the fully cowed response he’d been looking for. He pulled his hand out, grasped the boy’s ankles, and raised and spread his legs, crouched between his thighs, forced himself into the boy’s channel, while Sandy writhed and arched his back and moaned, murmuring, “Yes, yes..