Jimmie watched as the video continued. It was obvious that Jordan was completely out of it while Rod was tying him spread eagle onto his bed and tweaking his nipples. Jordan was putting up little resistance and was making only a few noises.
He moved his hands over Bobby's crotch. The hypnotized stud moaned quietly as Todd massaged. Then he moved to Bobby's waist and undid his belt. He unbuttoned Bobby's pants and slowly worked the zipper the rest of the way down
Andreas was twenty years old and a senior at UNLV. The blond-haired, blue-eyed stud with drop-dead looks that could've easily been spread out among four people stood 6'1 and weighed in at 180 pounds. He kept his body in shape, despite his love for beer, with daily workouts in the university gym and pool. He was a star on both the water polo and swim teams.
"Suck my big dick, you fucking asshole!" I commanded him, and obediently his mouth started working me, stroking and massaging my organ with his tongue and the inside of his mouth.
He wanted me to dominate him, and I really liked his ass. The thought of being inside him made my breath come in short gasps, and my heart pound. I also knew it was important to control him as utterly as possible.
His strong hand gripped my chin and he moved my mouth to his and took it with his tongue. And I do mean TOOK. Demanding. Hungry. Possessive. His hand was locked to the back of my neck and I felt the surging lust power through him.
Silently I obey, and my denim-covered knees hit the floor of the bar. I know the floor is dirty, but I don't care. The man unzips his pants, and the sound somehow seems very loud despite the noise of the bar. The odors of sweat and musk hit my nose as his crotch is exposed to the air.
I agreed, and we got right into things. I was directed to remove my clothes, which were taken away. I was to be on my hands and knees unless granted the privilege of standing, and I was to address him as 'Master' all the time. He put a leather collar on my neck, a thick black one with studs on it.
I lay back on a pile of pillows and stroked my cock as Edward sucked my toes. I looked at the beautiful man serving me and rubbed precum over the head of my cock with my thumb. Shit, I thought. This is incredible. He licked and sucked each one of my toes, then slid his little pink tongue up each instep.
He was off me and back on in a second, using the belt to my robe to tie my wrists together and fasten them down to the frame of the bed. I lay there, helpless, and looked at him. "What on earth are you going to do?" I asked. He grinned. "Everything," he said, his voice husky.
"Tell me you're my bitch," he growled at me. "Tell me." He continued to spank, and I informed every hearing person for blocks that I was Alan's bitch. He was so aroused he was shaking.
My ass was a bit sore, but he forbade any complaining, and threatened to put a ball gag in my mouth if I mentioned it again. He told me that when my ass was tender, it was just a reminder that I was his slave.
I was told to suck his penis as well, and so I did for a while. The Master had his hand on my head the entire time, to establish a physical relationship with me, in order to communicate his desires to me. He had told me that he liked submissive men, and I was trying to read what he wanted in his touch.
my cock started to twitch and tingle. Since it was still out in plain sight, Barton grinned down at it. Then he took a deep breath and took out his "toys." Nipple clamps and a set of handcuffs.
I balanced myself against him, letting him take all of it, and pleased at what had gone down so far. This was where I wanted to be at the moment. I kept him sucking me for a while.
He had me stop in the middle of the floor, lower my head and thrust up my ass. He knelt beside me, ran a hand over my ass, then spanked me. I flinched at first, as the repeated smacks of his hand were painful, but relaxed as the sensation changed.
I managed to get him flipped to his back, avoiding his hands and teeth, and got one wrist handcuffed to the headboard. Cuffing the other wrist was easier. He snarled at me, and began to spit obscenities, fighting against the cuffs as hard as he could. My balls felt like they'd explode.
Jason went to a drawer and took out a couple pairs of handcuffs, he went over to Mark and cuffed his hands behind the bed frame. Jason handed Joe the other set of cuffs and told him to cuff him to the other side of the bed.
The two powerful black men had immense peckers that Billy could barely get his mouth around, but it would do him little good to scream out because the prison was really run by the gangs and no guard would take a chance getting in the middle of a little friendly fucking.
As a new resident here in Cell Block Q you will be shaved clean, and will be expected to remain smooth at all times until you are notified personally by myself otherwise.
It was an uncomfortable drive as my backside still felt red raw from the spanking that Ian had given me the night before; I had to keep changing my seating position in the car to get comfortable.
Mr. Foxx keeps me completely naked at all times in the apartment, sometimes the person on the other side of the door gets a big surprise when they see me standing there in the altogether, but more often than not they can't keep their eyes off my usually hard pecker!