“I’m your slave-boy, your slut-boy, your worthless little man-toy! I’m anything! Anything you want me to be! I’m the s**t you scrape off your shining shoes!”
“Damn straight!” snapped Mistress Ondahlie. “You’re my eternal f*****g prisoner is what you are, Slut-Boy! You’re my whipping-boy-c**k-toy-gaping-holed-man-cunt, now and forever! Just here for me to use and abuse to my heart’s delight! Now tell me how you love it!”
“I love it,” whimpered Don.
“Louder!”
“I love it!”
“LOUDER!” A sharp slap cracked across his ass.
“I LOVE IT!”
Soon Don was screaming with all the volume his constricted body would allow, and his glorious Mistress Ondahlie at last relented. Grabbing the sides of his upthrust hips for leverage, she inserted her c**k in his anus and slammed it down into his open ass
