The only use his tongue has any longer. Gay sex First class rail transport, a 5-star hotel and a few days of luxury await and Karl pulls his suitcase behind him as he heads for the nearby train station.Depositing his suitcase in the luggage rack, Karl settles into his first class seat and enjoys a glass of champagne as he relaxes on the three hour journey to the capital. When he isn’t serving, he wastes his life posing or waiting for his owner to use him.Karl lays on the comfortable double bed and switches on the TV. His days of any release of cum are gone. And, after it feels its master flood its insides, it climbs obediently onto its masters bed and rests its head on its master’s pillow. Never a moment to relax, never a moment of release. It is only his training as an athlete that allows any sense of normality in his life, though even this is strictly controlled and he can never escape the knowledge of what he is. Long deliberate licks over the souls, between the toes and all over his owner’s feet. It is truly its master’s bitch hole now.After enjoying the abject show of humiliation from his slave, Karl clicks his fingers again.
