For the next twenty or so minutes all of my thoughts centered around my Sir’s penis. You hear me, faggot? Gay sex For the next twenty or so minutes all of my thoughts centered around my Sir’s penis. I had to sit on the toilet so my piss wouldn’t wildly spray out of my cage.For the last hour of the day I read over all the emails I’d missed while I was daydreaming in the last week or so. We don’t want any stains on it. Across my backCRACK! I have the same faith in you, Jace. I was giddy from the excitement of our nuptials. My purpose found. I do not want to hear about any promises you will never keep! I pulled my feet out of my shoes and undid my belt. I didn’t have time for a lunch break or a pee break. I was lax. Bring your faggot into the fitting room and I’ll be right there.Sir lead me by my leash into the fitting room and unclipped me.“Strip faggot”, the same words my Sir said only yesterday before the walloping.
