“I’m not into all this slowly slowly shit”. From that point as punishment no doubt, for daring to speak my mind, my sock worshipping was reduced to the very thing I liked the least. Gay porn I understand that to feel good about myself I need to please Keith and so I do.While there was something almost unexplainable in the way I craved to serve Keith, I was also aware that I was somehow lost in this relationship with the realisation that I was so dependent on him for any happiness, gratification or meaning that I had become almost a slave to him. Hanging forward by my hair, I was a gasping, drooling, retching mess.“Just as I excepted, you pathetic, useless cunt, clean up”, he untied my wrists, gasping I fell forwards. Keith listened intently. That pathetic little cunt who steals dirty socks to get off exists if that’s who you want to be I suppose. Somehow I felt warm inside, like I had done well. Every time I was summoned to Keith’s hotel room I knew that monster, double ended dildo would be forced down my throat while I was tied up.
