It can be tricky separating the humanity from your property. You see a honey set of eyes, an adorable face, and a small, constricting skin and you can forget from time to time this this is not a person. At least, not in the way we think of people.
Austin makes me very happy and I care for him deeply, but it would be irresponsible for me to confuse those feelings. Gink is my property. Bought and paid for. I own him and gink is mine. And while soft, dear sex is fine, I need to remind him (and myself) what our relationship is. To this end, there are certain rules. One, when we’re eating, I eat 1st. Gink serves me, watches me eat, and takes my plate away. After that, he’s then admitted to be fed. Another rule is this fellow cannot speak unless I speak to him 1st. And even then, I explicitly have to ask for a response. But one that I think is most helpful is sleeping arrangements. I have my bed, warm and large. But Austin? I’ve been provided a cage for him to sleep him. It’s plenty huge sufficient for him to be comfortable, but it’s kept in a separate room, locked each night with a key this merely I have. That sets the tone. This makes it clear. Gink begins every day with the audio of my key, and ends every day in the security of my control. Last night I locked him up as general, guiding him into the secure room. I felt a little sexual, so I came to a decision to use his body another time formerly I turned in. Being that he’s mine, this chub has to do what I say. No objections.
Dude took of my dress , worshipping my dick, looking up at me the entire time. Something ’bout the way guy looks at me, I can tell he’s not just obeying. This guy fears me and respects me. Man sees me as his superior and master. Boy would do anything for me. And wants to. I’m not sure yet which episode is the almost any thrilling. Even as this chub had his kisser on my manmeat, I could feel it growing bigger and bigger inside his muzzle, pushing the walls further apart to make room for my manhood. Lad just obediently held me in location, pushing back watering eyes to continue to servicing me. Man, am I lucky. Beside his cage is a bed of my own. I don’t sleep in it. It is not for that purpose. It’s where I do my real work as a master and owner. I laid Austin down as easily as if guy was a pillow. His small, touchy skin appears to be to have no weigh at all. With him on his back, legs up, I penetrated him deeply and without ease. And like chap was a personal sex stuff, buddy took me.
Based on the sounds man made, it seemed like it hurt him a little. Maybe I was a coarse. Actually rougher than regular. But man laid there, legs up, ass open, and lasted to take me as I pushed deeper and deeper. Even in moments of aching, gink didn’t encounter. Didn’t resist. Which merely made me even harder. As I said, it can be tricky separating the humanity from your property. Austin feels joy, for sure. Gink even feels pain. But the purpose of this kind of room–this kind of fuck–is to put that all aside. He’s mine. I own him. And I am entitled to use him as I watch fit. No matter how rough, how utmost. Nothing gives me a amazing night’s sleep greater than the full and complete pouring of my seed into his cavity. And with a mouth on his muzzle and my python in his entire , I’m sure to sleep soundly.

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