Gay Slave Pics
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Gay Slave Pics |
He was wearing this leather strap thing on his chest and a leather captain's hat. His boots were black and there was metal spikes on everything. He walked over to me and led me to one of the tables there. He told me to lean forward over it and I did. I was thinking he was going to fuck me and I wouldn't even get to cum. He said "I'm not going to restrain you yet" He told me to spread my legs wide. I felt his finger go inside my hole for just a minute then back out. He said "you are really tight" I wasn't sure what to say. Then I felt something sliding in me but it wasn't a finger. Then I felt something strange happening. He said "Just take it slow" I looked up and seen the enema bag. I knew then what he was doing. After about 10 minutes it stopped. He said "now hold it all in." I felt him pull the hose out. "This is just a little bigger" he said. I felt something going in me again and it was bigger. Feeling the water inside me I couldn't tell what this was. Surely he wasn't going to fuck me now? I could feel my hole stretching open further. He said "Ok almost there." I felt like it was getting bigger and bigger in me to the point of almost hurting then it stopped. It felt like he had shoved something up my ass too far and now it was in me yet I still felt something there. I said what was that? He told me it was a but plug to hold the water in. I felt like I had to go to the bathroom so I told him but he said not yet. Bruce walked me around the room showing me what things on the wall were used for. |
The whole time I felt like I was going to explode inside. I said "I really have to go to the bathroom" Bruce said "you can in a few minutes" It seemed like forever. There were clocks on the wall also and it had been 15 minutes. Another 5 minutes past and I was begging him please let me go to the bathroom. Finally he did. He led me through the same door he had gone through earlier to another room then the bathroom. This bathroom had black walls and a black toilet seat like a public restroom. He told be to squat over the toilet and he would pull it out. When he started pulling it out it hurt then it was gone and water came gushing out of me. He told me to sit there and he would be back for me. It sounded like he locked the door from the outside but I wasn't sure. The water came out but I felt like a girl on her period. My stomach was cramping and sex was the very last thing on my mind. Then water would start coming out again. I was in no hurry for him to come back after me. Finally it stopped and I got into the shower and bathed. Just as I got out Bruce showed back up to dry me off. I felt better by then. As Bruce led me back into the sex room or "the dungeon" as he calls it, there was another man there. He was dressed much like Bruce but much more rough looking. I looked at the clock and it was 9:25 pm. Bruce told me to get onto the table on my back. He put my legs in the air and cuffed each ankle from a chain hanging down. |
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