“You’re welcome, slave. “Thank you, Master,” I said, my voice soft and content. Gay sex I could taste the faint hint of whiskey on your lips, and it sent a shiver down my spine. You watched me intently, your eyes roaming over my body as I revealed more and more of my skin. When I arrived, you answered the door wearing nothing but a pair of black leather pants and a smirk. “Now, let’s see how well you can take orders.”You grabbed a small, black vibrator from the drawer and turned it on. And I couldn’t wait to see where it would take me. “I want to fuck you, Rahul,” you said, your voice low and commanding. “Please, Master.”You smiled and removed the vibrator, replacing it with your hand. I knew that with you as my Master, I was in for a wild ride. You began to stroke me, your grip firm and sure.
