He ended gagged, muzzled, tied to the post in a very vulnerable position…😈😈😈
I had fucked you about a week ago. Last night you tried to fuck your girlfriend and couldn’t keep it up for the third time this week. “I think I just need to talk to you about it. It’s been stuck in my head. It was just one time and we have to forget it happened.” You said with confusion in your eyes.
“What part is stuck in your head?” I asked with a half-concerned smirk.
“Just the situation, dude.” You said.
“Well there’s a lot to it. There was you literally crawling naked to me and licking my balls. There was you shaking your ass on my dickhead and begging me to - and I quote - ‘fuck your pussy’. There was me cumming in you while you barked like a bitch… Should I keep going?”
Your face burned red with rage and shame. Confusion was flooding your mind as your cock began to harden at my words. You were addicted. “You want me to keep listing it, or are you ready to hop my bed on my bed and act it out? Maybe you’ll be lucky and I’ll let you eat my cum out of your pussy.”
“No way dud-”
“Shut up. You can get naked, hop on the bed and stick out your ass - or leave. I’m not playing therapist. You’re a faggot. You can go home and jerk off to the thought of it, or serve me. Make up your mind now.”
You bowed your head in thought, and slowly gave in. Your body burned with embarrassment and lust as you undressed, climbed on the bed naked, and stuck your ass out.
“Spread your cheeks and beg, boy. Work some barks in there like a good little bitch.”
You broke.

